: 430. Fly with the house (4 more subscriptions)

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Yan Zhaoge looked at Gao Fang and asked: "The Kaishan School has only been in the past ten years. That is to say, the contemporary head of the Xuehe School, that is, the threshold of their opening of the mountain? How much do you know this person? Do you have a portrait?"
Gao Gao shook his head: "There are portraits circulating, but we certainly don't have it at hand. I only know that it is a woman. Her husband is a demon-blooded person, but she is not as good as the Xuehe faction."
The middle-aged scholar on the other side said: "I heard that the servant of a certain man was a half-disciple. The high-ranking man was not seen at the end of the dragon. It has not been seen for many years. His studies have only been for a long time, but they have laid the foundation for today."
"Snow Hepai's head is not arrogant about this past, but is proud of it. The more she is, the more curious people are about the high-ranking person, but there is little news."
Yan Zhao song squinted his eyes: "This gentleman, is a man or a woman?"
"In the rumor, it is also a woman."
Yan Zhaoge asked: "How is it repaired?"
The high-ranking and middle-aged scholars opened their mouths, but they stopped, and then they were a little embarrassed: "In fact, everyone does not understand, but with the repair of the current Shuhe faction."
Yan Zhaoge asked again: "How long has she not appeared?"
"About... thirty years." Gao Fang thought after thinking, and replied.
Yan Zhaoge continued to ask: "I haven’t seen it yet?"
The middle-aged scholar replied: "At least, I have never heard of it."
Yan Zhaoge silent for a moment, smiled slightly: "The last question, blood Yunzong and Qinglong Shanzong, how is the relationship with Xuehe faction?"
Gao Fang and middle-aged scholars are all in a stiff face.
Not waiting for them to answer, there is a strong demon power fluctuation outside!
The Akasaka Army's Akabane Wars was spurred to the extreme, and there was a stronger demon power than this.
Yan Zhao song looked at the high-ranking two people, can not help but laugh: "Okay, you do not have to answer, the answer I already know."
Although Yan Zhaoge has denied that he is under the Xuehe faction, Rong Zhi obviously believes that he is related to the Xuehe faction.
Yan Zhaoge thinks that, in a sense, the other party's guess is actually not completely wrong.
He turned his head and said to Xu Fei and others: "There are some unexpected clues to gain, but it also brings some trouble."
The voice has not fallen, and the violent demon power has been bombarded on the roof of the hall.
A huge red-eyed gold eagle flutters and flies high, and the radiant feathers turn into red, and the two-claws catch the roof of the hall, tearing the entire hall.
The Prince of Purple Yuguo stood up and looked at this scene. His look remained unchanged and he remained comfortable.
However, his gaze has become somewhat dignified at the moment: "The Red Army of the Reagan Kingdom is well-deserved."
"It shows the characteristics of the demon beast, this is the characteristic of the semi-demon, but these Akasaka soldiers will not awaken the blood, but rely on the power of the special battle, to manifest the light and shadow of the red-eyed golden sculpture, and to give birth to the image of variation. There is something unique."
In the heart of Ziyuguo’s princes, he secretly said:
There is another commander of Liang Shuming. The power is not simply the number of piles, but the essence.

He looked at the hall under the golden claws and said: "You are also dead, and at least you can let the loneliness help the real strength of the country."
Just thinking about it, he suddenly widened his eyes and saw the lonely hall around, suddenly setting off a black storm and shrouded the hall.
Isolated by the black tornado, the giant eagle can't be close, and under the double claws, it is cut by the black hurricane, full of scars, tending to break!
The Prince of Purple Yuguo could not help but stay.
Liang Shuo witnessed splitting.
The Prince of the Republic of China was black.
Even the blood cloud sect elder Rong Zhi, also frowned.
In the hall, Ahu asked: "The son, do we still have to stay in the country?"
Yan Zhaoge said: "Most of the time is not very useful. We have limited time. Let's leave here first."
"Good Le, son, you sit." Ahu grinned, and the crane wings began to expand, and the light rain expanded outward.
He rushed all over the body, the horrible black tornado surrounded the house, and then uprooted the house!
In the tornado, there are light and shadows of the cranes, flying high and flying, swaying the tornado and flying directly to the distance.
Yan Zhao song in the house pointed at Ahu and smiled: "You are so smashed, too, you are flying, you fly like this, the speed is slow, and you waste your energy."
Everyone outside the house is stunned, and the elders are frowning: "Don't the old man look away, they are actually half-devils? But I don't feel the demon power fluctuations."
Thinking in my heart, he is not slow, and he pulls forward.
This palm explored, the glory of the old man's body light flashes, Guanghua instantly condenses into a huge tiger claw, and grabs the black tornado in midair.
Liang Shuo is a look of iron and blue, his eyes are full of anger, igniting the power of the red feathers, the giant sculptures spread their wings and go straight into the sky.
In the black tornado, another sudden and suffocating suffocation emerged.
The hernia condensed into a huge palm, and the tiger's claws of the elders collided in midair.
Upon first contact, Rong elders felt as if a mountain had been crushed, and the power of their own blood, colliding with it, was overwhelmed.
The power is so big, the weight is boundless, it is as heavy as the earth, standing like a mountain, it seems unshakable.
Almost in an instant, the tiger claws of the light lines were directly smashed by the huge palm.
Rong elders were ashamed of it. Fortunately, the palm of the hand did not pursue it. After smashing the tiger's claws, it was like a giant eagle from the other side.
In the roar of the roar, countless red feathers were broken and turned into a sky of light and rain.
The giant eagle screamed and screamed and struggled.
Liang Shuo and a group of red-armed soldiers around him will shake their bodies and spurt blood in their mouths.
They insisted that the giant eagle would shake the wings, and the battle would not retreat, and once again rushed to the black tornado.
As a result, the huge palm of the hand was shot again, and the mountain was broken, and the giant eagle was completely planted back to the ground!
Liang Shu and others couldn’t hold on, and it was a blood spurt. Except for the leader of the tallest leader, Liang Shu, everyone else fell to the ground and passed out. Liang Shu can no longer support, one knee. Depression.
In the hall, Xu Fei took his own big Xuan Huang palm style and re-sit.
High-profile two people, looking at Ahu and Xu Fei with a dull look.
Yan Zhao Ge touched his chin and his face was full of thoughts.
The people in Kanghe Jingli, this day, witnessed a bizarre scene, only seeing a black wind, rolling a house, flying to the outside of the city.
At this time, in the distant Royal Palace, there was a strong wave of power.
"Who is doing chaos in my country?" A majestic voice sounded, and then saw the light pattern, centered on the palace, and instantly spread throughout the capital.
Then, I saw a huge light and shadow, appearing in the sky above Kanghejing, almost covering half of the sky.
A three-horse horse, trampled on four feet, rushing toward Yan Zhaoge and others! (To be continued.)