Chapter 578 (1/2)

Yang Zhanhua looks up and down at Yan Zhaoge with little change, but everyone around Guangcheng mountain can feel the sky become cold.

He slightly bent his head and asked Huang Xu, ”he is the Yanzhao song, right?”

Huang Xu nodded: ”yes, he is Yan Zhaoge. He didn't make it to wusheng. He should not survive if he was involved in the East China Sea border. He didn't expect to appear here now.”

”Live well, it's him you're looking for.” Yang Zhanhua said lightly: ”I don't know who you are. I won't kill you, but I will break your mouth first.”

After that, Yang Zhanhua no longer paid attention to the people of Guangcheng mountain, but directly clapped his hands to Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge only felt that the sky and the earth were white in the moment, and could not see other scenes.

With the continuous improvement of his cultivation and strength, this kind of situation has not been met for a long time.

In this way, we can know the strength of Yang Zhanhua, which is not comparable.

”The way of Youming saints in those days Well, is it not the light sect, whose source is the same as that of the dark sect but the enemy of the dark sect, that supports the sun sect in the upper world? ”

Yan Zhaoge thought in his heart that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but the color did not change.

Next to him, Beiming steps forward. His body is shining with ice blue light. He becomes a pair of light armor, which shows the true face of the proud cold martial suit.

The vast ice sea expanded, and the ice dragon went to sea.

The fierce Kunpeng rises from the ice sea, whirling the boundless giant force and the ice sea dragons to attack Yang Zhanhua with boundless brightness!

When the two sides fight, Kunpeng is broken and the light is lost.

Yang Zhanhua raised his eyebrows slightly: ”is this your spirit? You can survive from the seal of the East China Sea, but you need this person to save you? ”

Jin Jie also looked at Beiming and said, ”your cultivation is not weak. There are few people like you in the lower world.”

Those who are strong in the first level of wusheng can compete with those who are strong in the second level of wusheng.

However, Yang Zhanhua is the lineage of Guangming sect, who is orthodox and transcendent. His cultivation strength is not refined among the martial artists of the same realm. Even if he is barehanded, there are not many people of the same realm, who can fight against him with one inferior Saint soldier.

Huang Xu of the sun emperor, Zhang Kun and he Ning of Guangcheng mountain were also shocked.

Yang Zhanhua just attacked the mountain. Although he was only trying to make a small test, he also made a lot of martial artists in the eight extreme world feel heavy.

In their view, the leader of Bihai City, song Wuliang, has a sword of Bihai's heart. I'm afraid that he can't bear the present Yang Zhanhua from the upper world.

”Unfortunately, that's all.” Yang Zhanhua's face calmed down after a slight surprise.

A golden crown rose from his head.

Infinite light envelops all sides as if it were a burning sun.

Feeling the powerful and vast power fluctuation, people on Guangcheng mountain sink to the bottom of the valley: ”holy soldiers!”

With the power of the golden crown, Yang Zhanhua's momentum suddenly soared, overwhelming Beiming and sharing the same proud cold martial clothes.

Fu Enshu stood behind Yan Zhaoge and frowned: ”it's not only personal strength, but also high strength......”

Yan Zhaoge's face didn't see the unexpected color: ”it's like that people who are higher than the four realms of wusheng can't come from the upper realms. Even if they come to the strength, they will be suppressed to the three realms of wusheng. The middle-class saints can't come, but the lower class saints can.”

He looked at Yang Zhanhua and suddenly smiled, ”it's no use saying that you're not qualified. If you're not convinced, let you know why you're not qualified.”

Before the voice fell, the roar of the dragons rang out. A brilliant palace suddenly appeared in front of the martial saint of Beiming, blocking the way for Yang Zhanhua and his holy soldier, xuriguan.

The gate of the palace opened and Yang Zhanhua felt the real dragon like atmosphere. He was surprised: ”how can there be so many dragon people here?”

On the Dragon hall, the road shines brightly, enveloping Yang Zhanhua, temporarily suppressing yang Zhanhua and sun crown together.

Yang Zhanhua let out a roar of anger, and his whole body was full of light. He wanted to rush out of the brilliant range of the Dragon hall.

His strength is really strong. He rushes left and right. The Dragon hall above is shaking constantly, as if it will be overturned at any time.

Yan Zhaoge looked at everything calmly and calmly, but in his heart, he experienced the other side's martial arts power mood.

Jin Jie's expression was gloomy.

Although Yang Zhanhua can get out of trouble soon, the sight still makes him feel that there is no light on his face.