Chapter 958 (2/2)

”The headmaster of your school and many others are waiting for you. You are not lonely on the road.”

In the middle of speaking, I've already had a fight!

The other side's eyes are showing, unbelievable: ”you actually......”

Speaking of half, Yan Zhaoge has smashed the tianlinggai with one hand, and his head is blooming.

Kill each other, Yan Zhaoge doesn't stop, calmly turns around and chases in another direction.

But in a moment, he had caught up with him, and could see ah Hu sitting on Pan Pan Pan's back.

”Resolved?” Yan Zhaoge fell silent on Pan Pan's back: ”no blood, no hands?”

A Hu some look strange answer: ”childe, had a little accident.”

He reached for the distance.

In fact, he didn't need to point out that Yan Zhaoge looked around and looked in that direction when he found that Pan Pan didn't kill him.

There, two people were fighting.

Yan Zhaoge looked intently and saw that one of them was the elder of SANZU mountain, and the other was a young man.

The young man's appearance is no more than 20 years old. He is dressed in red and fast.

His real age is more than 20, but compared with his cultivation realm, he is still very young, enough to shock most people.

Such a young master of martial arts, who emphasizes the realm of martial arts, is very rare in the whole world.

His appearance could have been called handsome, but there was a sad scar on his cheek, which destroyed his right eye.

But the young man ignored the wound on his face and only stared at the three foot mountain elder.

With all his strength, he has no energy to take care of his injury, so that his right face is bloody.

That three foot mountain elder has already been a powerful martial saint who can break the void and see the real God. But he was seriously injured by Yan Zhaoge before, so he can't exert his ability.

He was afraid that yanzhaoge would catch up with him, so he just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

But the more fearing the battle, the more vulnerable it will be, so that it will be entangled by an opponent whose cultivation realm is far lower than his own.

However, Yan Zhaoge took a look, and could not help but come to the interest: ”eh, there are two down.”

Although the opponent's strength is hard to play because of this or that reason, the strength of the young man in red is far from the same level of martial arts.

Don't say that they are the opponents of the first level of the martial saint. Most of them are the warriors of the second level of the martial saint. I'm afraid they can't defeat the young man in red.

Although he was barehanded, he stood up like a knife, and when he cut each knife, it would set off a thunderbolt.

The thunder light, red as blood, is bleak and terrifying.

Under the thundering chain, it seems that there is a heavy color on the three legged mountain warrior who exudes the golden splendor in front of him.

Thunder light and knife light melt into a furnace, stirring up the wind and cloud in all directions with the potential of earth shaking, and shattering the sun and gold.

The young man in red looks ferocious and roars like rolling thunder. He is totally in a deadly posture, fighting for his life and attacking his opponents.

”It seems that there was a feeling just now. Those three foot mountain people still have living people in their miniatures.” Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: ”at that time, he thought that he was a lower level of cultivation.”

”Now it looks like a prisoner?”

Ah Hu nodded: ”yes, I and Panpan ran after each other for a short time. Suddenly, the man's sleeve burst, and a bloody thunder burst out, and turned to attack him.”

”I think it's because the injuries are too serious to continue to capture the prisoners in the miniature of the forbidden system.”

He scratched his head: ”as a result, before we start, the two of them fight first.”