Chapter 969 (2/2)

Although most people here think that Yan Zhaoge has its own name in vain, it mainly relies on miaofei peak and Jinting mountain for protection, so it can be free and rampant.

But their hatred of Yan Zhaoge is no less than that of Jinting mountain.

, at the moment, Yanzhao song actually dares to step on the South floor. Wu Tong Po is the master of the south. Where can it be restrained?

”Are you sure there are no other Southeast warriors except the thief named Yan?” After pondering for a while, Peng he once again confirmed to his entourage that ”I mean the strong man in the mid-term realm of Xianqiao in the south-east sunny sky, at least in wusheng Bazhong.”

Others replied, ”I'm not sure not, but it's really only Yan Zhaoge.”

After receiving the negative reply, Peng he fell into silence again.

Someone nearby said, ”Uncle Peng, you must be able to catch a martial saint who sees God by yourself this time.”

But Peng he shook his head. ”I'm afraid it's not that simple.”

all other Wutong slope doors were shocked.

”Let's not say that Zhaohui has already boarded Xianqiao. Even if he is young and vigorous, his behavior is not steady. Apart from his mistakes, there are still younger martial brother Wang.” Penghe's tone shows a little dignified: ”younger martial brother Wang, it's the eighth level of wusheng. In the middle stage of Xianqiao, even he has no news. It's not normal!”

When people around him heard the words, they all looked thoughtful.

Although they are not sure that Zhuang Chaohui and his wife are dead, it is clear that the situation is not optimistic.

Some people murmured: ”there was a rumor in the southeast of Yangtian kingdom that yanzhaoge defeated the powerful of the eight realms of wusheng by himself in order to see the realm of God and wusheng, and chased all the way to the West from the south of Huanghe in the southeast of Yangtian kingdom. Isn't it true?”

The people on the windy boat are all in silence.

”Guan Lide, with nine levels of martial saint, fell at the foot of Guangcheng mountain.” After a while, someone broke the silence: ”everyone guessed that it was because of Xianbing, but now it seems that it's not so simple...”

People nearby retorted: ”if it wasn't for the immortal soldiers, it would be the treasures like the sun seal and the crown of the sun in Guangcheng mountain. But without the immortal bridge martial saint, it's impossible to activate all the power of the superior Saint soldiers. The realm is so different. How can we kill Guan Lide? Let alone, at that time, the people who besieged Guangcheng mountain were not only Guan Lide, but also other martial saints of Xianqiao. ”

Although it is felt that people who can't even cultivate the martial arts of Xianqiao can urge the immortal soldiers to be inconceivable, after all, the immortal soldiers are mysterious and hard to figure out. Maybe they will have special magical effects.

”At least for the moment, there are two martial saints in Mianshan mountain. The martial artists in the early stage of Xianqiao died in the Yanzhao singer,” said youyou

”Those two, you and I used to know each other. Although they are not comparable to our own inheritance, they are not the people who can't be on the table.”

”However, from the perspective of the on-site environment, the two sides will soon win the battle, which can be said to have no suspense!”

The person who contradicted earlier also stopped talking.

At any time, the actual achievements are the most convincing.

associates with Zhuang Zhaohui and others who have no news. All the Wutong slope warriors on the spot are slightly discolouration on their faces.

All kinds of signs show that the target they are pursuing at the moment can not be measured by the ordinary martial saint.

Even Zhuang Chaohui, long Hanhua and Zeng Mo, as for Fu Ting, are not strong enough to describe the terror of the opponent at present.

We can't continue to despise Yan Zhaoge with our old eyes.

Otherwise, the loser is probably himself!

Peng he didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on the front, urging him to catch the wind and the sky boat, and then he was swept by the fire and Phoenix and chased North at full speed.

At this time, he suddenly look a move, let the wind day boat stop.

A figure of a man appeared in the distance, dressed in an apricot yellow Taoist robe, with a thin body.

”The Taoist who leads LAN?” Peng he knows each other.

One of the five emperors, the personal disciple of emperor Qianyuan!