Chapter 499 (2/2)

Although other martial artists of Shaluo are still fighting with Yang Chufan, Fang min and others, they are now in a state of great confusion.

Yang Chufan and others did not take the opportunity to fight back, and they all looked at the scene.

”It's said that in the middle period of Yuanling of Wusha River bear, the buds of spirit sprouted and got nine leaves. Later, when it was promoted to the later period of Yuanling, nine leaves opened eight flowers, which is the strong foundation next to nine leaves and nine flowers, so it has such a strong strength.”

A group of Lingxi island martial artists looked at each other and said: ”what I saw today is that the rumors are true. The top ten martial artists in Yuanling are the third. They are really famous, but...”

It's such a powerful bear. The spirit soldiers are with them. The sword of human beings is one. It urges the unique skill of shaluozong, Youluo white bone sword, but it's still invincible to yanzhaoge!

Yang Chufan said bitterly: ”it's the late Yuan Dynasty, but I'm not necessarily the rival of Jiang Xiong when I join hands with the three great masters of the two Shaluo clans.”

”Where did the young man come from?”

The question in their hearts is also the question in the hearts of Every warrior of Shaluo.

Yan Zhaoge is interested in looking at the eight spiritual flowers on the top of Jiangxiong's head if he doesn't see the great master who attacked him in the late period of the spirit of the Shaluo clan.

”Well, eight flowers are better than that haizhengjie.” Yan Zhaoge smiled: ”so, this person should have nine leaves and eight flowers. Haizhengjie has eight leaves and eight flowers.”

Yan Zhaoge locks the Youluo white bone Sabre of Jiangxiong with Guangcheng tianzhang. The other hand, with one palm, destroys the blood sea Sabre Qi of the great master of Shaluo.

”I don't know what kind of cultivation is the first master of your sect? Is it a warrior? ” Yan Zhaoge asked casually, ”I don't know if there are any holy soldiers?”

Jiang Xiong is sweating and speechless.

At this time, Fang min called out, ”the patriarch of Shaluo is not a martial saint, and they have no holy soldiers!”

A group of martial artists of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the great master of the? This patriarch ranks fourth among the top ten martial artists, among which the strongest are like clouds. ”

”We admit that we have underestimated you, but if you think you or the power behind you can do anything, just let it go!”

”Dare to leave us all here today!”

Yan Zhaoge smiled: ”you misunderstood...”

Hearing this, Yang Chufan, Fang min and others suddenly turned pale, while the martial artists of Shaluo clan were relieved, and their faces regained their pride and determination. They felt that their clan's influence had deterred the lone martial artist who came out of nowhere.

The more the martial artists face the high school, the more they are isolated.

At present, you may not have to suffer losses, but in order to avoid provoking the other side's elders and strong ones, there are many times only helpless.

However, these martial artists dare not relax completely. Lingxi Island, which was born by Yang Chufan, Fang min and others, is not inferior to their giant. If Lingxi island is sheltered, maybe this young man would dare to take risks.

Yang Chufan, Fang min and others also have this idea, so they want to speak in solidarity and give Yan Zhaoge courage.

But listen to Yanzhao's song and say: ”it's I want to know more about your sect. If you want to go to your sect in the future, you should be prepared. ”

”It has nothing to do with whether I kill you now or not.”

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: ”don't think too much, no matter whether your sect has martial saint or not, you are already dead.”

Said, Yanzhao singer hand a close, that sword light condenses, grasps the river bear blade's huge hand then also a close, drags the river bear.

Jiang Xiong can't resist. His body shape moves.

Yan Zhaoge's other hand is raised high, and it seems to fall into the sky!