Chapter 160 (2/2)

Yan Zhaoge listened to Zhang Yao finish, smiled and shook his head: ”well, I know.”

”Besides, even if we know where we are, it doesn't matter. This head Well, if you don't take it from the cloud Wave Pavilion, you can count it as an ownerless thing. ”

”No one can take things without a master, but if he attacks me, I will not be merciful.”

Zhang Yao smiled: ”he can't compete with elder martial brother Yan.”

Yan Zhaoge said, ”go and find someone else. This island is not big. It's estimated that they can hear elder martial sister Xie and ah Hu if they shout.”

Gradually familiar, Zhang Yao in front of Yan Zhaoge is not so formal, smell speech smile: ”I shout words, I'm afraid the voice is not big enough.”

Yan Zhaoge smiled, ”I didn't ask you to shout.”

After that, he immediately looked up to the sky and roared like a dragon singing in the sky.

Zhang Yao is on the side, just listening in. He feels his heart is turbulent and his whole body is unstable.

”Elder martial brother Yan's cultivation is very high.” Zhang Yao is astonished. Although she has little experience, she has seen many experts.

Yunlang Pavilion and Guangcheng mountain are juxtaposed with eight poles and six holy places in the world. How can there be fewer martial artists in the innate realm of the gate?

But after Zhang Yao recalled, he found that among the people he had met, there was no one like Yan Zhaoge in the early days of his birth.

Although he didn't really make it, Zhang Yao carefully recalled that Ruan Ping, who was born in the middle stage, could not rival Yan Zhaoge.

Thinking of Ruan Ping's intention to test Yan Zhaoge before, Zhang Yao could not help shaking her head slightly: ”fortunately, senior brother Ruan didn't do it seriously...”

Seeing Yan Zhaoge stop howling, Zhang Yao said, ”elder martial sister Xie and the elder brother should come to meet after hearing that. Shall we wait in place?”

Yan Zhaoge did not answer, but looked in another direction.

”What's the matter, elder martial brother Yan?” Zhang Yao asked curiously

Yan Zhaoge smiled: ”there are other people on the island.”

Just before the long roar, Yan Zhaoge clearly felt that there was a wave of vigorous Qi in the distance.

Then the other side began to move towards this side, with no intention of concealing his whereabouts.

When the other side gets closer and closer, Yan Zhaoge carefully perceives and distinguishes, but finds that the number of martial paths is neither a tiger nor Xie youchan.

Later, even Zhang Yao could feel each other's existence and heard heavy footsteps.

With each step, the earth seemed to vibrate a little, like a lofty mountain walking.

”The man of boundless mountains is the master of the later period.” Yan Zhaoge knew it well. Next moment, he saw a tall figure in the bamboo forest in the distance.

At the age of about 30, the visitor's eyes flickered with bloodthirsty brilliance. He was Liu Shengfeng, the core disciple of Cangmang mountain.

Yan Zhaoge looked and saw Liu Shengfeng holding a man's leg and dragging him to the ground.

The man who was caught by Liu Shengfeng was clearly the middle-aged warrior who had just attacked shanchen with the explosive spirit arrow.

I saw that one leg of the middle-aged warrior was grasped by Liu Shengfeng, and the other leg was abruptly knee high and bleeding. A long bloodstain was dragged on the ground, soaking the bamboo leaves that fell on the ground.

Liu Shengfeng is holding the bow of the middle-aged warrior in his other hand.

He loosed the leg of the middle-aged warrior. Besides the broken leg, the middle-aged warrior was seriously injured in many other places, as if all the bones were broken.

The middle-aged warrior is dying. At this moment, he finally gets out of trouble and wants to struggle. For him, the nightmare Liu Shengfeng squats down.

Liu Shengfeng looks up and smiles at Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao. The bowstring of the long bow in his hand is on the neck of the middle-aged warrior.