Chapter 982

Zhao Zhen wants to leave, but Yan Zhaoge doesn't plan to let him go and catch up immediately.

Sword light together, like a river of time running through the void, blurring the boundary between time and space.

Zihai sword formula of Zichao sword school is majestic, both offensive and defensive, but it is not good at speed.

Yan Zhaoge's body shape and cloud lightsaber are in one, and the sword turns into a long river. He quickly chases Zhao Zhen behind.

When the sun's imprint falls, Zhao Zhen can't avoid it. He can only draw the purple sea sword to fight again.

This time, he is still on the defensive, trying to fight with Yan Zhaoge.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen's practice is similar to Yuan Xiancheng's, Yan Zhaoge's eyes move again and says, "who are you waiting for?"

Zhao Zhen hears the words, and his heart is tight.

Before his face, there was a kind of expression of panic and helplessness, which gradually disappeared and regained composure.

"Let me guess. The people who are after me should not be so fast." "Yan Zhaoge said:" in this case, it is the same as you wait in front of the people

"Has Zhang Shuren left Fangyuan mountain and come here?"

Yan Zhaoge asked casually. Zhao Zhen didn't answer, but the sword became more steady and covered with needles.

Other southern warriors listened, but they were all in high spirits.

"Bao Wu Zhen Yue" Zhang Shuren, the Wutong Mountain veteran, Wu Sheng nine heavy, Xian Qiao late realm strong.

In the whole southern hot weather, one of the strongest people in the south is the most famous expert in the world for many years.

is now the strongest martial arts activity in the southern part of the southern border, and the main body of Wutong slope, Fengyi mountain.

"Feng Tong" Yuan Xiancheng in front of him, but also to bow, regardless of strength or seniority, are inferior.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Zhao Zhen and said, "do you want to drag me here and wait for Zhang Shuren to come here?"

"It's better not to use Zhang Baowu, we'll deal with you." Zhao Zhen at this time finally spoke again: "just now, it seems that it can't be."

Just now, he did have the intention to withdraw and asked yuan Xiancheng to withdraw together.

There is no wood to burn.

However, Yuan Xiancheng told him one thing, which made Zhao Zhen finally change his mind.

Although there is no basis, Zhao Zhen chooses to believe in Yuan Xiancheng.

At the moment, he looked up and down at Yan Zhaoge with a very strange look: "now, I really believe that you once defeated and killed the legend of wusheng in the middle of Xianqiao when you were in huangzhahai in the southeast."

"There are people like you in the world. They are as strong as you. The red lotus under the emperor miaofengfeng and Jindi's knee is incomparable."

"You are the first young generation to rise up in the world in recent years," Zhao said with admiration

"Wutong po said that you get up from the lower side of the party, and get the sun seal is a coincidence. But I really doubt now. Are you sure you can't pass the sun on the sun?"

Yan Zhao song, Wen Yan laughed, "Wutong po said yes, I really get the sun's seal by chance."

He spoke in his mouth, but he didn't slow down under his hand. A sword fell and cut through the purple sea.

"There's no need to delay." Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "Zhang Shuren, let him come here. I'm not going to avoid him. I'll wait for him in HaoLing mountain."

"But of course, I can wait for him. If you can wait, it's not sure."

The purple and red swords are everywhere, which makes Zhao Zhen unable to parry.

He can't avoid it now, he can only resist it.

"It doesn't matter if we can't wait." Zhao Zhen said in a deep voice, "as long as you stay, it's enough."

Yan Zhaoge looks at Zhao Zhen and understands the meaning.

Zhao Zhen's visit to the Xuan Ning mountains, on the one hand, is selling the face of Wu Tong Po, on the one hand, for his personal friendship with Yuan Xiancheng. Wutong Po is a face of

, but not for Wutong slope, and he doesn't need to fight for a fight.

As the most powerful person in Tongming sea, Zichao sword sect is the most powerful force in Tongming sea.

But if he falls here with Zihai sword, the strength of Zichao sword school will be greatly reduced.

Although it is still the top force in Tongming, it is impossible to continue to occupy the throne.

It may even face the siege of other forces in Tongming sea.

Just like the great xuandynasty of huangjianhai in the south-east Yangtian.

Zhao Zhen stayed here to fight. At first glance, he was quite unwise.

But if it is Yan Zhaoge, it will be the same choice.

Zhao Zhen Wutong Po will not sit idly by if Tong Minghai is really killed in battle. Purple Chao sword faction will be supported by the Wutong slope and will not be shocked.

If Yan Zhaoge is allowed to escape, Zhao Zhen will not live in peace even if he lives to open the sea.

Because, Yan Zhaoge in front of him, it's hard for him to sleep and eat!

Now Yan Zhaoge has not boarded Xianqiao, it has been so terrible.

Today, if the tiger is released to the mountain and Yan Zhaoge returns, how can Zichao sword sect resist it?

is the care of Wutong slope.

Now he has only one way to go to the dark. He only wants to gather the strength of the strong in the South and the East in the summer and keep Yan Zhaoge here forever!

"Good idea, but..." Yan Zhaoge's sword fell, and cloud lightsaber slipped by the edge of Zihai sword, cutting Zhao Zhen's finger.

If you don't give up your sword, break your fingers!

Zhao Zhen seems to be silent and not surprising, but he is determined at the moment, but he is very hard.

Zhao Zhen did not let go of Yan Zhaoge's cutting edge. Instead, he pushed forward the Zihai sword in his hand and cut his finger at Yan Zhaoge.

Cloud sky lightsaber is faster, blood light appears suddenly, and directly cuts Zhao Zhen's right hand finger.

Zhao Zhen did not change his face. He had been prepared for a long time. He took the hilt of Zihai sword and continued to slide forward.

"Good!" Yan Zhaoge praised it softly and shook his wrist.

On the cloud sky lightsaber, the purple red sharp light converges, creating a flexible force, and slightly flicking the purple sea sword away.

The difference between the sword's edge and the sword's edge is so small that it can't touch Yan Zhaoge's fingers.

At the next moment, Yan Zhaoge shakes the lightsaber to the sky, to the soft to the hard, sharp, and a sword.

Zhao Zhen can't change. At the moment, his left hand with sword is cut off by Yan Zhaoge!

On the other side, in the fire, the sound of the Phoenix rings again.

Yuan Xiancheng is reborn again.

However, this time, his right eye is closed, and only the Phoenix in his left eye is ready to fly.

Even so, it is a great joy to be able to escape from death and rebirth from nirvana.

But the joy of life is full of sadness.

After Yuan Xiancheng's rebirth in Nirvana, the first picture in the eye is that Zhao Zhen is cut off by Yan Zhaoge!

But at this time, Yuan Xiancheng and Zhao Zhen, who were originally gloomy, both had happy faces at the same time.

A strong breath suddenly came from afar.

From Fangyuan mountain in the East.

That breath belongs to wusheng Jiuchong, who is strong in the later stage of Xianqiao!