Chapter 958

Yan Zhaoge, sitting on Panpan's back, came out from the boundary passage to see the outside environment clearly. He couldn't help being happy.

saw several Wutong Po Wu, who are now attacking two elders of the three foot mountains.

several Wutong slope warriors are all trained at the level of God, but one of them is excellent. Two elders of three feet mountain have been seriously injured by Yan Zhao song.

so that the people of Wutong slope gained the upper hand.

However, after Yan Zhao's song appeared, both sides stopped.

Wutong Po Wu, who is here, looks at Yan Zhao song with astonishment.

Although their eyes are as high as the top as the previous Zhuang Zhaohui's, there are only miaofei peak and Jinting mountain in their eyes, and they despise yanzhaoge and Guangcheng mountain in their hearts.

but Yan Zhao song killed their peers and looked. Feng Tong Shan, Wu Tong Po Wu, had long been familiar with his heart and would not admit his mistake.

Zhuang Zhaohui and others entered the Zong Yuan Guan cave and did not come out. Instead, they came out of Yanzhao songs, which made them uncertain.

After a short period of consternation, several people attacked Yan Zhaoge together!

The supreme villa in the South had strict orders for a long time.

As long as Yan Zhaoge has the courage to step on the southern boundary of the hot weather, he will not be spared. Anyone who can fight in the southern hot weather can do it.

does not mention the other strong men in the southern hot weather. Fengtong mountain, Wu Tong Po, is deep in the South and deep in the house.

Yan Zhaoge sits on Panpan's back with his knees crossed. His body doesn't move at all, but he stretches out his right hand.

he doubled his palm, and the sky and sky suddenly turned over in those eyes.

The boundless palm power of Fantian's seal is everywhere, sweeping all directions.

"The mountains are endless, and there are a lot of Lingming trees growing, covering mountains. It's like the Mianshan mountains in the north of the southern hot climate..." Yan Zhaoge looks around as she moves.

He always valued information and information. He had long been feuding with the supreme leader of the south, so he had to prepare more.

All kinds of intelligence information can be collected as much as possible. Who knows when it will come into use?

Although Yan Zhaoge is here for the first time, he has already inquired about some important landmarks through various channels.

At the moment, it is uncertain to observe the geomorphic characteristics of the surrounding environment, but it only looks like a place in the north of the southern summer climate.

Although it fell on the ground in the southern summer, Yan Zhaoge did not panic.

raised his hand to solve these Wutong slope disciples.

He doesn't like killing, but it's a long time since he killed people.

these Wutong slope warriors, though they are faint in their hearts, are afraid of Yanzhao songs, but still subconsciously rush up.

When they find that things are not as simple as they think, they are too late to repent.

is the two three foot mountain elders, one mind to escape, while Yan Zhao song to pick up those Wutong Po Wu, they two heads do not return to the distant run.

They were also alert and fled in two directions, hoping to escape.

Yan Zhaoge slaps Pan Pan Pan's head with a smile, and then rises up to chase the three foot mountain elder in Xianqiao's wusheng realm.

Pan pan, on the other hand, carries ah Hu to catch up with another opponent in the realm of sacred martial arts.

The other side has been seriously injured. No matter how hard you fight or how hard you run, you can't beat Panpan.

The elder of SANZU mountain in wushengjing street, Xianqiao, felt that the terror behind him was close. When he looked back, he was shocked.

"Yan Zhaoge, you and I are not good at tripod mountain, you should know..."

Before he finished, he was interrupted by Yan Zhaoge: "I know who is standing behind you, but it doesn't affect my hands."

"The headmaster of your school and many others are waiting for you. You are not lonely on the road."

In the middle of speaking, I've already had a fight!

The other side's eyes are showing, unbelievable: "you actually......"

Speaking of half, Yan Zhaoge has smashed the tianlinggai with one hand, and his head is blooming.

Kill each other, Yan Zhaoge doesn't stop, calmly turns around and chases in another direction.

But in a moment, he had caught up with him, and could see ah Hu sitting on Pan Pan Pan's back.

"Resolved?" Yan Zhaoge fell silent on Pan Pan's back: "no blood, no hands?"

A Hu some look strange answer: "childe, had a little accident."

He reached for the distance.

In fact, he didn't need to point out that Yan Zhaoge looked around and looked in that direction when he found that Pan Pan didn't kill him.

There, two people were fighting.

Yan Zhaoge looked intently and saw that one of them was the elder of SANZU mountain, and the other was a young man.

The young man's appearance is no more than 20 years old. He is dressed in red and fast.

His real age is more than 20, but compared with his cultivation realm, he is still very young, enough to shock most people.

Such a young master of martial arts, who emphasizes the realm of martial arts, is very rare in the whole world.

His appearance could have been called handsome, but there was a sad scar on his cheek, which destroyed his right eye.

But the young man ignored the wound on his face and only stared at the three foot mountain elder.

With all his strength, he has no energy to take care of his injury, so that his right face is bloody.

That three foot mountain elder has already been a powerful martial saint who can break the void and see the real God. But he was seriously injured by Yan Zhaoge before, so he can't exert his ability.

He was afraid that yanzhaoge would catch up with him, so he just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

But the more fearing the battle, the more vulnerable it will be, so that it will be entangled by an opponent whose cultivation realm is far lower than his own.

However, Yan Zhaoge took a look, and could not help but come to the interest: "eh, there are two down."

Although the opponent's strength is hard to play because of this or that reason, the strength of the young man in red is far from the same level of martial arts.

Don't say that they are the opponents of the first level of the martial saint. Most of them are the warriors of the second level of the martial saint. I'm afraid they can't defeat the young man in red.

Although he was barehanded, he stood up like a knife, and when he cut each knife, it would set off a thunderbolt.

The thunder light, red as blood, is bleak and terrifying.

Under the thundering chain, it seems that there is a heavy color on the three legged mountain warrior who exudes the golden splendor in front of him.

Thunder light and knife light melt into a furnace, stirring up the wind and cloud in all directions with the potential of earth shaking, and shattering the sun and gold.

The young man in red looks ferocious and roars like rolling thunder. He is totally in a deadly posture, fighting for his life and attacking his opponents.

"It seems that there was a feeling just now. Those three foot mountain people still have living people in their miniatures." Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "at that time, he thought that he was a lower level of cultivation."

"Now it looks like a prisoner?"

Ah Hu nodded: "yes, I and Panpan ran after each other for a short time. Suddenly, the man's sleeve burst, and a bloody thunder burst out, and turned to attack him."

"I think it's because the injuries are too serious to continue to capture the prisoners in the miniature of the forbidden system."

He scratched his head: "as a result, before we start, the two of them fight first."