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Listening to the words of Yan Zhaoge, Guan Lide only felt a sinister fire.

Knowing that he had robbed him, he smirked: "It seems that I am shutting someone, and I have to turn over the ship in the gutter today."

But he glared at Yan Zhao’s song: "Kid, don't rush, I am waiting for you below!"

Yan Zhao Ge smiled and asked: "Wait for me?"

Guan Lide glanced at the heavens and the earth, and saw a white line between the heavens and the earth, and the traces remained.

As if the world was drawn a sword mark.

It is the Yanzhao song that is the only way to use the sword.

Extinguish everything, the world is wounded, and it won’t last for a long time.

This sword is too strong, even Wu Sheng Jiuzhong, Guan Lide in the realm of Xianqiao was stabbed.

The swordsmanship of Lingbao's four swords was turned into perfection.

It is located in the Haitang Temple of Huangpu, not far from the junction of Southeast Yangtian and Southern Yantian.

At the same time as the Guangzhan Mountain battle, the strong men of Jintingshan and Wutongpo are now fighting fiercely there.

If we say that the waves caused by the previous confrontation, they noticed but can not be distracted for the time being, then Yan Zhaoge is only a sword, it is difficult to think about it.

Even if the situation is tense, the team will not be able to come and explore, and some people will come over later.

And this sword mark, like the wound of heaven and earth, wants to heal, not a matter of moments and moments.

Yan Zhao Ge looked down at Guan Lide's gaze and smiled.

He smiled and looked at Guan Lide: "I never thought that the star-studded people in the southeast of the famous earthquake would actually be the rumors of the Qing dynasty. It was unexpected."

Guan Lide’s round eyes: “You...”

"But the evidence is conclusive, I don't believe it." Yan Zhao song pointed to the sword mark and smiled: "Since it was discovered, I and the same door naturally want to follow the imperial order, and kill you." The truth is as simple as that."

Guan Lide shouted: "A good Yan Zhao song, a good deer is a horse, actually want to plant it on my head? Do you think that Cao Jie will be so easily fooled by you?"

Yan Zhaoge said faintly: "I never thought about fooling the Southeast Supreme. As long as I can explain it to people outside the Southeast, I will be enough."

"It is the Lord, three times and four times to the southeast supreme willingness to succumb to the yin, even brazenly facing the dry, you think, the point of your past sins, how much is left now?"

Guan Lide stared at Yan Zhaoge, and suddenly felt the chill of the back bones rushing to the top of the head.

Yan Zhao song spread his hand and calmly said: "You get the fairy from me, the southeast is not necessarily pursued, you are killed by me, the southeast will not pursue me."

He looked at Guan Lide and smiled again: "Well, if you don't want to put all your strength to death, but immediately take it away, there is hope that you will retreat, but you have squandered the opportunity."

"Since the road to perfection, who are you not dead?"

Guan Lide’s heart was cold, and another Mori’s blade had reached his head!

Yan Di's knife!

With his own old man, Yan Zhaoge no longer looks at Guan Lide.

As he said, Guan Lide had the opportunity to get out.

After all, it is a real and powerful Wu Sheng Jiuzhong realm, and there is a top-grade sacred soldier to carry around, not like the Sheng Lingzi, Kang Ping, like being trapped by the sword.

Such a top-ranking strong man does not want to fight, but if he wants to get out of his mind, there are not many people who can keep him in the whole southeastern world.

Unfortunately, he still misjudged the situation and misjudged the strength of Yan Zhaoge.

This mistake, there is no turning back.

Yan Zhao song felt his weakness and shook his head slightly.

It is not like the last time when the disciples of the Eastern Supreme Court played against one ocean, the thunder of the moment was actually restrained.

This time, Yan Zhaoge is also telling that Lei Fa has been pushed to the extreme. With his deep foundation, it is also very expensive.

However, because of the practice of Promise Heavenly Book, he is not completely exhausted.

Yan Zhao song looked up into the distance and grinned.

There is a back there, and it is flying fast.

Guangzong Zongzhu, Luo Zhitao.

Originally, he was detained by Guan Lide. Under the serious injury of Guan Lide, the power control was no longer so subtle.

The wild starlight hit Luo Zhitao and loosened his bondage.

Luo Zhitao got the freedom, refused to take care of his own injuries, and fled quickly.

I witnessed Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di's father and son, and Guangcheng Mountain. They had the same battle with Guan Lide, Sheng Lingzi, Xuan Cheng Wang and Shi Dao. Luo Zhitao had only one idea at the moment.

The farther away from this Guangshan Mountain, the better!

Once resentful and resentful, this moment has gradually turned into despair.

The Yanzhao song and Guangcheng Mountain at the moment are not the ones that he can fight now, but they are still struggling with the eggs and looking for a dead end.

With courage and determination, Luo Zhitao is not lacking, but he never wants to die without hope.

"Leaving the green hills without ignoring the firewood, leaving a useful body, he will surely revenge the snow and hate..." Luo Zhitao chanted this thought over and over again.

However, with the speed of terror development that Yan Zhaoge and Guang Chengshan have shown over the past few years, can he and Guangming Zong revenge in a few years?

The gap is probably only bigger...

This reason Luo Zhitao may not understand, but he can't think about it, otherwise the endless despair will completely drown him and destroy his will.

But at this moment, a figure flashed, and suddenly stopped in front of Luo Zhitao.

Luo Zhitao looks at it, it is the North Ming dynasty of Yan Zhaoge!

Bei Ming’s hand was backed by Xuan Wang’s gun behind him. He calmly said: “When Yan was not a martial artist, he managed to come up to the upper bounds of the world from the Eight Great Worlds. The roots are in the nobles and the Great Day.”

"Four years ago, I sent Zhang Wei to the bottom of Jingqingzhou. Now, send Luo Zongzhu to you."

"I have a lot of grievances from the mountains and the nobles. I am here today."

Said, Bei Ming was shaken with a Xuan Wang gun in his hand, and a shot stabbed Luo Zhitao!

Luo Zhitao was seriously injured and lost the sun and moon gold wheel. How can he block this gun at this moment?

The shadow of death shrouded, and his heart could not help but repent.

"In the past, if you don't listen to the sacred sorrows of the Great Day, you don't want to greet the crowns of the sun and the sun, maybe there will be no robbing of today..."

"After this Yanzhao song comes up to the upper bounds, if you try to turn it into a jade, you may not fall into the current field..."

Unfortunately, that is impossible.

As a powerful force on the upper bound, the power is enough to sweep the lower bound of either side. Knowing that the lower bound has a treasure such as the sun seal and the Taiyin crown, how can you not think?

The subordinates of the district, Zongmen, dare to block their own steps, how can they not clear them?

The other party killed several of his own Wu Shengqiang. In the beginning, he was only a junior who had not yet reached the Wusheng situation. He dared to run to the upper bounds. If he did not kill the snow, how can he serve the Zongmen?

Luo Zhitao feels that his decision is correct, but the usual correct experience is all wrong at the end.

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "You are the same as Guan Lide."

If it wasn't for the big and clear news, Luo Zhitao would not be targeted by Guan Lide. After he was taken to the foot of Guangchong Mountain, he was very hopeful to leave the Huangpu Sea after he got out of the black hole at Jingqingzhou.

But there is no such thing as the world.

"Since the road to perfection, who are you not dead?"

In the void, a gun shadow flashed through a figure.

"boom!"

Blood spray burst!

On the same day, the Guangzong sect, Luo Zhitao, fell, and the great power of the Ming dynasty, which had been in the emperor’s sea for many years, vanished and became history. (To be continued.)