Chapter 848 (1/2)

Yan Zhaoge smiles, but Xiang Yiyang and others are full of cold.

The name of immortal opponent in the same realm will be preserved forever.

Today, he died in Yanzhao singer, who was a lower level than himself. Could he never be killed again by his rival in the same level?

”Some people come across this situation and think that it's hard for you to take my hand and spare your life.” ”But I don't think so.”

”It's only for people who don't have too much conflict, but to deal with the enemy, my goal has always been that there is nothing that can't be solved at one stroke. If there is, let's do it again.”

After that, the hand rises and the palm falls, and it is directly printed in the form of Tianyin.

”Bang” a, powerless struggle to the ocean, the whole person was Yan Zhaoge a clap into the heart, clap to the bones.

Looking at this scene, the martial arts watcher of Qinghua, the wusheng five realms, was unable to stop it, and his mouth was bitter.

In fact, Xiang Yiyang was the second strongest man in this trip, except for the middle-aged man who saw the late realm of God.

Although he had a higher level of cultivation, in actual combat, he was stronger in the four levels of martial saint.

As the most promising young inheritor of Oriental supremacy, Xiang Yiyang's potential and status are also very comparable among Tsinghua's peers.

Although it's not as famous as Fu Ting, Xiang Yiyang is also famous as a genius in the whole world.

While he is proud of the Oriental heaven, he is also famous in the hearts of the strong people from other places.

He may not be the strongest in terms of attack, defense, speed, etc.

But on the recovery speed of vitality and self-healing ability after injury, Xiang Yiyang, who is pregnant with withered trees and has cultivated the long-lived martial code, is almost the top of the martial arts in the similar realm.

In his past experience, with his strong resilience, he killed many stronger players whose attack and defense abilities were higher than his own, and even dragged down many opponents whose cultivation level was higher than his own.

Xiang Yiyang pretended to be dead before. Yan Zhaoge failed to kill him with a sword. That's why.

He dared to carry out such a risky plan. He was hit hard by Yanzhao's song fantianyin on the top of his head, and his morale was also here.

It's a pity that he was killed by Yan Zhaoge.

No matter how strong the vitality and resilience are, it is impossible to recover soon after being printed by Yan Zhaoge.

In this way, Yan Zhaoge has a second palm, and Xiang Yiyang has to close his eyes and die.

He was not killed by his rival in the same realm, nor by his higher cultivation, but died on the Yanzhao singer who was still a lower realm.

Close your eyes to someone.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and collected the eye fragment of emperor Lei who was falling asleep: ”it's bigger than my fragment. It should have swallowed and fused many smaller fragments before. You should have spent a lot of effort in collecting this treasure. I should thank you and save me a lot of effort.”

He accepted Lei Zhu and then turned to the middle-aged man of the six realms of wusheng.

The other side already had the idea of retreating and escaping, but the speed was not as fast as that of Beiming.

A round of bright moon rises in a foreign space, boundless Qinghui scatters in the world.

This time, Feng Yunsheng did not urge the sun chilling sabre. Instead, he drove the crown of the sun to fight and took over the wusheng wuchongjie, the Qinghua warrior.

In the sound of the Dragon chanting, a black and white light dragon fell from the sky in the middle of the lonely moon and stopped the martial arts watcher of Tsinghua University.

On the other side, Yan Zhaoge and Beiming split up to let the middle-aged man of the six realms of wusheng fall even further.