Chapter 547

Yan Zhaoge's hand fell, as if the earth had collapsed.

Shen Shicheng is also a top figure in the later stage of Yuanfu, but he can't deal with Yan Zhaoge.

The horrible power of fantianyin covers all directions, making him feel dead with his eyes closed.

All the martial artists in the big world of the surrounding sea were shocked to see this scene. They watched Shen Shicheng, the leader of the blood dragon sect, burst out of his head and died after being slapped by Yan Zhaoge.

The warrior of blood dragon sect exclaimed.

Yan Zhaoge turned to them if nothing happened: "how?"

Shen Ying's eyes were full of sadness, and she closed her eyes without saying anything. The martial artists of the blood dragon sect trembled and couldn't speak at Yan Zhaoge.

"I think that he is your leader somehow. Even if there is any problem, it's up to your clan to have a public trial, and then make a decision?" Yan Zhaoge said quietly, "I think you should consider where your sect will go next."

"Don't forget that your mountain gate was kicked by Lin Qiancheng."

The faces of all the people of Xuelong sect were all white in a moment.

Of course, they didn't forget about it, but Shen Shicheng's father and daughter planned everything. What's more, the assassination of Nian Chen was so sensational that they were a little confused when they knew the truth.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge reminds everyone of his own blood dragon sect, which really has reached the point of life and death.

The year Chen died, Shen Shicheng died, and the blood dragon sect elders and disciples left behind in the mountain gate were mostly scattered under the sweeping of the powerful devil way.

I'm afraid that the whole blood dragon sect only has the people and horses on the side of Xingluo sea, but they have no leader and lose their foundation, just like duckweed.

The ups and downs are not enough to describe the miserable situation of the blood dragon sect at the moment.

As one of the seven leading holy sites in the world, the Millennium foundation industry is in danger of being destroyed at any time.

Yan Zhaoge ignored all the people of the blood dragon sect, but turned to look at the people of other clans and smiled: "compared with the captives, it seems that the problem of killing masters is bigger, isn't it?"

Everyone nodded in silence. Yan Zhaoge continued, "let's not talk about killing masters. Shen Shicheng's father and daughter, for their own sake, stirred up such a storm and played us as fools. They also gave the devil's way an opportunity to take advantage of it and implicate countless lives."

"Such a person, Yan died with one palm. What do you say?"

A group of people looked at each other, and the man who was long away from the mountain first said, "naturally, it's a great pleasure."

The other disciples, however, were Wan Jianchi's, and then said, "this treacherous man, death is no pity."

Others echoed in succession, while the blood dragon sect was bereaved and unable to raise their heads.

But they didn't forget the most important thing. They all looked up at the suspended Jiulong and said, "after all, this Jiulong means..."

"After all, it's my booty. I'll take it first, and then how to deal with it. Yan will think about it slowly, so you don't have to worry about it."

Yan Zhaoge carries her hands behind her and looks around the audience.

People who came into contact with his eyes were all cold hearted, even if they were not willing to do so. At this time, they could not speak when they saw Yan Zhaoge separated from Beiming on the other side.

There is no need to talk about the value of holy soldiers.

It's not just the people of blood dragon sect, but also the people of other sects who don't care about it? I can't get it from my own family, and I don't want it from other families.

But at the moment by Yan Zhaoge's cold eyes, can't help but lose all courage.

In today's war, Yan Zhaoge's own efforts made all the heroes bow their heads, and revealed the truth of the previous events, which shocked the hearts of the audience, making it difficult to have a heart of confrontation.

Saint soldier Jiulong pointed out that Yan Zhaoge was not easy to drive in a short time. He suppressed it with the strange combination of the pillars of the shrine and the girders of the shrine and managed to close it.

People on one side watched the disappearance of the nine dragon finger, but they all swallowed their saliva, and they were very disappointed.

Yan Zhaoge then turned to Shen Ying and said, "don't think too much. Your father's on fire. I beat him to death, let alone you who ignited the fire."

Shen Ying opens her mouth to say something, but Yan Zhaoge ignores it completely. Instead, she looks at Shi Jun and says calmly, "jun'er, where do you start and where do you end up?"

"You, Shen Ying, are the three leaders of Nian Wei. Nian Wei is dead. There are still two of you left. Finish it."

As soon as the hands of Beiming split extended, the brilliance flickered, and directly rolled Shi Jun and Shen Ying together, the two fell into Beiming split hands and disappeared.

All the others moved their lips, but they did not object.

The expression of the blood dragon sect is complex, but more of it has the meaning of dispelling hatred.

They have been in the Jianghu for many years, but they have been calculated by a little girl. They are all ashamed to meet people and want to die.

Yan Zhaoge's face was calm, and he told Xu Fei, "what do you think jun'er will do?"

Xu Fei does not answer the question: "if jun'er chooses to let her go, what would you do with Zhao Ge?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "when my Beiming captured her separately, a dark force had already been buried in her body. It could break out at any time."

Xu Fei looks at Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "I said the truth in my heart, regardless of the positions of both sides. I have some talent for this girl."

"In the face of me and a group of great masters of martial arts, there are still no flaws on the surface, and even the mood fluctuations are as smooth as water without starting point. We don't feel the signs of camouflage, and the performance is almost perfect. We don't talk about the talent and morality of martial arts. Such mental concentration is really rare."

"To be honest, put me in the same environment and conditions as her, I'm not sure I can do better than her."

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "but the problem is that I never say that to the enemy."

Xu Fei sighed, "jun'er will not blame you."

He also took a look at other people: "the people of the blood dragon sect will not let her go first, nor will the righteous Wulin allow her."

"I know what jun'er will do," said Yan Zhaoge. "I'm about 80% sure. I'm just worried about how it will affect him after that."

Turning his head to look at Xu Fei, Yan Zhaoge thought over his words: "it may be disrespectful to master Bo and elder martial brother Shi, but ah, they are worthy of three generations."

"In the deep blood of the Shi family, there are some extraordinarily persistent and ruthless strength."

"In master Bo, he is strict, firm and unyielding."

"In elder martial brother Shi, he is extreme and obstinate, and will not regret until he dies."

Yan Zhao's song smacked his lips: "jun'er is still young. He can only see the rudiments. I don't know what he will develop into eventually..."

Xu Fei heard what he said, but he didn't object.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes suddenly moved.

Beiming opens his hands.