Chapter 916

Yan Zhao singer uses sun seal to resist Pei Hua's palm power.

He said with a smile, "do you think about my baby?"

Pei Hua looked at the sun seal and said slowly, "at first glance, I'm not sure. Now I see it. Is it the sun seal?"

"In your heresy, it was owned by a strong man named the sun on the sun."

Yan Zhaoge blinked: "do you know the sun is shining?"

Pei Hua said quietly, "I've heard that his first teacher's background is somewhat fragrant with my Haoyang palace."

"In my opinion, the artistic conception of power contained in the sun seal is also similar to the Haoyang Scripture."

"In this way, this holy soldier is really related to my Haoyang palace, and I am worthy of receiving it."

Yan Zhaoge listened to it, and he smiled, "have you ever asked me about my current master when you have such a good plan?"

Pei Hua also smiled: "you were going to convert to heaven and study art in Haoyang palace."

In the laughter, his open fingers suddenly shook.

Its truth and artistic conception are similar to the sun Scripture, but also with the inheritance of Youming holy religion. The martial arts of Guangming sect have some ideas.

The golden fist is like the coming of the sun. It's shining everywhere. Everything is unbroken!

Yan Zhaoge is calm in the face of Pei Hua's great Kung Fu. He combs the original plan in his heart and is ready to face the enemy.

But at this time, the distance is empty, suddenly shaking.

The dark space broke up, and then saw a long river, crossing the void in an instant, passing in front of everyone.

When Pei Hua saw this, he couldn't help frowning: "how did you come to the disgusted fairyland?"

The comer is also an immortal court strong man with ten martial saints and the highest realm in the world.

The vast breath is not as fierce as Peihua, but it is more thick and long.

The long river of the true yuan is endless, like the river of heaven.

"Tianhe martial code?" Although Yan Zhaoge didn't know anyone, he soon recognized that the martial arts that the other party used were unique.

Before the great disillusionment, there was a famous sect, named Tianhe sect. The disciples of the sect were famous for their thick and heavy nature.

At the moment, a man in green robes was standing on the river. Seeing Pei Hua, he said in a hurry, "you'd better come here and help..."

Before the voice fell, I saw the direction of Tianhe in the distance, and suddenly a figure appeared.

"How about two?"

With the sound of indifference, a white sword spirit appeared without any struggle behind the man in the green robe.

The man in green robe was shocked and rolled up the boundless Tianhe River to face the white sword.

There is only a tiny wisp of white sword Qi, which looks like clouds and smoke, almost invisible.

But as if cutting cloth with a sharp blade, the white sword Qi will be cut off from the middle with a gentle stroke!

It is like a long river running through the void, separated directly by a white sword like a wisp of smoke!

Pei Hua, Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting all spoke in unison: " The magic sword! "

A sword is everywhere. It doesn't show the light or the lines.

Only destruction, annihilation, killing and end last.

Don't say that the man in green robe is the Yan Zhaoge and other people who are far away. When they see the light white sword spirit, they also have many illusions in front of them.

Heaven and earth, the creation of all things, whether tangible or intangible, as if all perish because of this sword, draw the end.

Yan Zhaoge practised Jue Xian sword by herself. Seeing this sword at the moment, I can be sure at first sight that it is the most authentic lineage of the upper Qing Dynasty and one of the four sword Jue Xian sword!

At the source of the Tianhe River in the distance, it seems that the figure has not moved, but it has reached a close place.

He stood there quietly, just a few steps away from the man in green robe.

It seems that he has always been standing in the present position and never moved.

Yan Zhaoge, Fu ting and Peihua looked intently, but saw that it was a young man.

White shirt like snow, wearing jade crown, with the exception of a green steel sword, nothing else.

The boy's appearance is no more than fifteen or six years old, but his real age is hard to fathom.

Yan Zhaoge finds it hard to see each other's looks.

Because when he looks at the young man, his spirit will be slightly trance, as if he is going to lose consciousness.

That feeling It's as if I'm dead and out of my mind.

But Yan Zhaoge can be sure that it is not the martial arts of the other side that can confuse people's minds.

It's a very sharp sword!

If someone looks at him, he will be hurt.

He died under the sword before he realized it!

By contrast, Lin Hanhua, who looks like a sword, is much gentler.

At least, Lin Hanhua's ferocity can be seen.

But in front of this young man, ordinary people have just seen his thoughts and actions, they have been hurt by it!

Although the appearance looks young, it's clearly a great sword repair.

He is a top power with ten martial saints and the highest realm in the world.

One of the most important martial saints of the orthodox Sanqing Dynasty.

Compared with Cao Jie, the southeast supreme swordsman of Yan Zhaoge, the white shirt young man in front of him is the most powerful martial saint. However, he is more aggressive and outspoken.

Pei Hua actually recognized the young man in white: "long Xueji?!"

At the same time, Fu Ting said another name: "excuse me Qian Xueji, the "little sword God" of the past

Yan Zhaoge turned his head and asked, "yes?"

Fu Ting murmured to herself: "I don't know what I look like, but the sharp sword and white jade crown look like an old master, who is missing unexpectedly, but didn't think of it He is a warrior of the upper Qing Dynasty. "

The young man in white didn't pay attention to Pei Hua, and didn't deny Fu Ting's title.

He glanced at Yan Zhaoge and Fu ting and said, "Why are you two here?"

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed slightly: "I know Fu ting and I......"

"In fact, his surname is Dragon? "

Although they were talking with Yan Zhaoge, the young man in white didn't stop.

A sword cuts off the Tianhe River, and then another sword splits at the green robed man.

The green robed man urges his superior soldiers to parry.

However, a shocking scene happened.

The young man in white cut off the superior soldiers of the other side with one sword!

Yan Zhaoge can see clearly.

This Shangqing sword cultivates the long sword in his hand, let alone the saint soldier. It's not even the spirit soldier or treasure soldier. It's just an ordinary green steel sword. Common weapons can be seen everywhere in the blacksmith shop.

It can cut off the holy soldiers because of their own cultivation.

What's more, one sword cut off the other's holy soldiers, and the sword continued to fall on the green robed man.

"How about more opponents like you?" The white boy said indifferently, "it is a shame to the name of the supreme."

The blue robed man's eyes are splitting and he wants to struggle.

But in a sword, the body is cut into two parts directly!