Chapter 124

Yan Zhaoge didn't care about hou Xiang at all. He shook his head in a funny way: "the crown of Taiyin is in the hands of the great sun emperor. It's possible that you can't help each other in Cangmang mountain. If you can help the great sun emperor, you have a hole in your mind."

"If you are willing to be a vassal of others, it is another matter. Otherwise, if all the people in the vast mountains are your insights, they will never rise."

Seeing Sikong Qing take over for jingyunzhi and fight with Hou Xiang, Zhao Ming is relieved.

As soon as he was distracted, Feng Yunsheng had to help clear away the interference around him. He immediately rushed to his opponent like a tiger going down the mountain.

Yan Zhaoge put out the fire and scanned the whole scene at the same time.

After watching it for a while, Yan Zhaoge's attention fell on the child Zhao Ming had been protecting.

It was a boy in his early ten's. He seemed to be a bit dull and mentally unsound.

He knelt down beside a man and shook his arm: "Daddy, daddy?"

Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly, but with a glance of her eyes, she knew that the man on the ground was dead.

Seeing that the man ignored himself, the boy stood up shakily and walked aside, turning a blind eye to the swords and swords nearby.

He came to a woman and shook her arm: "mother, mother?"

Yan Zhaoge sighs.

This child is an orphan

The boy looked around in a daze. His eyes were still full of doubts. He didn't seem to understand why his parents didn't take care of him.

Jing Yunzhi was replaced by Sikong Qing, and came to the boy's side. He couldn't bear to look at other corpses on the ground. His eyes were angry again.

Except for the boy's family, the other victims were all the officials of Chihong sect.

Jing Yunzhi takes a big drink and joins the battle group of Zhao Ming. He and Feng Yunsheng kill the fighters of Tieyuan sect.

The middle-aged man of the patriarchal realm in the middle period of Waigang is the leader of Tieyuan sect who initially brought people to trouble.

At this moment, facing Zhao Ming, the first disciple of Guangcheng mountain, even though his cultivation level was the same, he was also defeated quickly.

He called to Hou Xiang, "help..."

A word did not finish, Zhao Ming has a sword to stab!

At this time, a cold hum suddenly came from afar: "killing people in my vast mountain world?"

A strong vigorous Qi, more and more empty, just fierce and vigorous, as if a mountain axe, split to Zhao Ming!

The other side obviously didn't try his best, but Zhao Ming couldn't resist this axe. If he got it, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

Yan Zhaoge's face does not change. He refers to the sword and stabs it.

Seven vigorous Qi gather to form a sword, like seven stars gather to intercept the vigorous Qi axe.

The seven sword Qi points on the vigorous Qi axe with different degrees of speed and speed. They will not destroy it. They will cut the axe in a wrong direction.

Zhao Ming saw this. His men kept stabbing the iron yuan sect leader in the chest with one sword.

The middle-aged man stared and fell to the ground.

The last image in his sight is the woman who died in his hand before, and the silly boy beside her.

The next moment, the middle-aged man's eyes will be dark, swallow the last breath.

Feng Yunsheng, Zhao Ming and Jing Yunzhi sweep the enemies at the scene, and then gather together beside Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge said, "I'm late, younger martial sister Jing. Please be very sad. Younger martial brother Zhao, let's talk slowly later. "

Zhao Ming nodded cautiously and looked straight into the distance.

That direction, is just the direction of the attack of vigorous Qi giant axe. There are also a group of people coming from the bottom of the mountain.

Yan Zhaoge looks far away. The leader, if there is a bright light on his head leading to the sky, is a congenital master without any cover.

He looked twenty-six or seventeen years old, cold and tall.

Dressed in a black dress and embroidered with a peak on the lapel, it is the dress of the core legitimate disciple of Cangmang mountain.

When the visitor saw Yan Zhaoge, his eyes immediately set.

Yan Zhaoge looks at him calmly and knows each other as well.

Ji Hanru, one of the leading figures in the young generation of cangmangshan, is Lu Wen and Xiao Sheng. They are slightly older than Lu Wen and Xiao Sheng.

In the eight polar world, the name of "xiaoshanjun" Ji Hanru is also thunderous, the leader of the young generation.

A few years ago, Ji Hanru fought with Lei minggongzi, the descendant of Tianlei temple, the holy land of Lei domain.

Mr. Lei Ming is the only son of a giant elder in Tianlei hall. Together with Mr. Yan Zhaoge, the grandson of Guangcheng, and Mr. Huang Jie, the grandson of Puzhao, he is known as the fourth childe in the world.

Ji Hanru fought with it in the past, and established the position of the top power of his young generation.

When I first arrived at Yunzhao mountain, Yan Zhaoge had already met with him. I knew that Ji Hanru had just come to yunzhaoling for training, which coincided with his meeting and was also in Yunzhao mountain.

Ji Hanru looked at Yan Zhaoge and said coldly, "killing people in Yunzhao mountain is your way to be a guest in Guangcheng mountain?"

Yan Zhaoge raised his chin a little, and motioned to Ji Hanru to look at Hou Xiang, who was still fighting with Sikong Qing: "Chihong sect is the clan of our heaven, and younger martial sister Jing is a disciple of our sect. She rents you the holy land of Cangmang mountain to plant, and never lacks your worship and members."

"When we come to visit you, the disciples of Cangmang mountain will allow people to burn the holy land here."

"This is your way of hospitality in the vast mountains?"

In terms of attitude towards Guangcheng mountain, there are huge differences within Cangmang mountain.

As far as Yan Zhaoge knows, among the younger generation, Ji Hanru belongs to the group that doesn't like Guangcheng mountain.

So for Ji Hanru, Yan Zhaoge, there is no good face.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Ji Hanru, his face expressionless: "or do you have a heart at all?"

Ji Hanru said indifferently, "I know what you are doing here, but that is not your unbridled dependence."

"You can't change a fact in any way. This is Yunzhao mountain, the land of my vast mountains."

"Even if something happens, our family has its own rules and will deal with it according to the rules. People from Guangcheng mountain will do it on their own and kill people on the spot. Do you think our vast mountain does not exist?"

Yan Zhaoge sneers: "when you really need to appear, you really don't exist."

Ji Han is full of vigorous Qi and steps forward step by step. The same action is the same with the vast mountain warrior behind him.

"I will take down one of those who kill people, and hand them over to the elders of our sect."

"Yan Zhaoge, I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you. You are so famous recently, but I don't know how much real talent you have."

"I Ji Hanru never believe in hearsay, I only believe in my own eyes and fists!"

Said, he hit a fist, heavy as a mountain!

Yan Zhaoge does not look at it, but welcomes it with one hand.

Strike with one hand, like the roar of a dragon and a tiger!

Feiruo's vigorous Qi congeals in Yan Zhao's singer's palm and directly touches Ji Hanru's fist.

Ji Hanru sneers: "hard touch with me?"

Among the six holy places, Cangmang mountain Wudao is famous for its powerful force!

The heaviness of the fist is like a mountain. With the momentum of destroying the withered and pulling the rotten, we want to destroy the pocket rate palm of yanzhaoge.

But Yanzhao singer's wrist swung, the power suddenly soared, and broke out in an instant!

"If you can't talk about it, just fight. How about hitting you hard?"

Pocket rate palm, into the essence of great ape magic fist!

Sudden explosive force, earth shaking!

It's like a mountain of fist power. It's frozen and trembling suddenly. It's rocked by the explosion!