: 876. Yan Zhaoge (four more) who really climbs the critical upper bound

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Yan Zhaoge went far behind him at the speed that Zheng Guogong imagined.
Among the seven royal poultry guns of the Daxuan dynasty royal family, a type of Dapeng gun is also known for its speed.
In the original forces of the Huangpu sea, only the people of Guangmingzong who practiced the magical streamer method can compete with each other in speed.
Zheng Guogong is a strong man of Wu Sheng's six realms. Although he is not as good as Xuan Mu Wang, he is also good.
When he turned and fled, he directly led his own flying with the body of the Dapeng gun.
But Yan Zhaoge is actually faster than him!
"Respected driving is Zheng Guogong of the Great Xuan Dynasty?" Yan Zhaoge first looked at the image of the top and strongest of the Daxuan dynasty and looked at the light and shadow image. He once recognized each other.
He couldn't help but smile and shook his head: "I wanted to be in the dark sect, we are also a side, but fortunately I didn't see it at the time, otherwise I am afraid it will be bad, and now I can't talk to you like this."
Zheng Guogong’s face was iron and blue, only thinking that Yan Zhaoge was playing himself.
He did not know that Yan Zhaoge had just helped through the construction of a paper fan. Soon after he first came to the upper bounds of the world, he borrowed a subdivision from the Dark Emperor. As a result, the altar was attacked by the Daxuan Dynasty.
At that time, the person who led the team to attack the altar was Zheng Guogong.
At that time, Yan Zhaoge, there is no extraordinary sanctification, and the strength is far from Zheng Guogong.
Up to now, Zheng Guogong is still a martial arts six-repair, and Yan Zhaoge has reached the Wusheng Wuzhong realm, the strength is farther than the opponent.
Speaking of it, it has been several years.
Yan Zhaoge now wants to come, there are some points.
Zheng Guogong snorted: "Yan Jia children, you have to be crazy!"
"Even if you are now cultivating the realm of leaps and bounds, but you are still too tender! I am returning to the emperor's sea with my ancestors, and the sweeping world is unstoppable!"
He hated and said: "You are now turning around and running now, trying to escape from the Huangpu Sea, and may not be able to do so!"
Yanzhao songs heard aloud: "You are suggesting me, killing you is useless, it is better to let you go, quickly turn around and save, save some time, maybe you can live more?"
Zheng Guogong was distracted by Yan Zhao’s song and his face changed slightly.
Yan Zhao song shook his head, smiled and converged, and said seriously: "In a sense, today, Yan is really on the upper bound of this world."
"If you break the grievances between you and the Daxuan dynasty, you should be the first battle of Yan to the upper bounds of this world."
Yan Zhaoge looked at Zheng Guogong and said calmly: "Start from you."
After all, Yanzhao singer lifted his hand and directly fell to the top of Zheng Guogong!
Zheng Guogong screamed, how can he be willing to wait and see, and immediately fight back.
However, as the Yanzhao singer lifted his hand down, Zheng Guogong only felt that the sky was directly collapsed and the heavens and the earth reversed.
This reverses the terrorist power of Qiankun, and directly sets him to death, completely unable to move his body.
The real element turned into a blazing flame, but it immediately went out at the next moment.
The heavens and the earth are still overhanging, let alone a few flames between the heavens and the earth?
Zheng Guogong’s eyes were cracked, and Yan Zhao’s singer’s palm fell, but he could not afford to be able to escape.
If you say that many opponents who have faced the Yanzhao song in the past, it is the spirit that is shocked by the Yanzhao song.
Then Zheng Guogong is like a terrible disaster that is facing the collapse of the world.
How can he resist, how to avoid, can not escape the Yan Zhao song this palm!
"Boom", Yan Zhao songs slammed.
Zheng Guogong’s middle-aged sacred soldiers and the lower-class sacred soldiers, even if they have no time to play a role, he has already been beaten by Yan Zhaoge’s palms!
When Yan Zhaoge killed his opponent in the palm of his hand, he no longer looked at it. He just took the treasures of Zheng Guogong and then put his brain into the two furnaces.
Next, Yan Zhaoge took a direct step, all the way to the northwest, and Lingxianzhou Guangshan went to the mountain.
He is fast and instantly passes through the endless ocean.
After a while, Yan Zhao’s heart moved slightly and looked into the distance.
Seeing a sword light in the distance, I will fly towards myself!
Jianguang seems to be a long river of time, and it will never stop.
The brilliance is not bright, even indifferent.
But Jianguang is everywhere, the world is pale and unclear.
The voice of the coming people contains infinite hatred, and it sounds like a word.
"Yan! Zhao! Song!"
Yan Zhao song saw it, haha ​​laughed: "Kang Ping, you come just right!"
The coming person is the head of the Daxu dynasty Shengling Ten Swords, the former Emperor of the Huangpu Sea, the master of Wusheng Seven Realms, Kang Ping!
Because of the death of Mrs. Kang, she became a revenge of life and death. Later, at the bottom of Jingqingzhou, she was defeated by Yan Zhaoge and the black hole abyss.
After several years, I finally got out of trouble.
All the anger and hatred are now turned into a killing!
Kang plane is expressionless, not the slightest anger, but the sound makes people feel cold: "Yan Zhao song, this time Lin Hanhua has not protected you."
"When the Shadow Mountain Sword King didn't shoot, you didn't leave me." Yan Zhaoge and Kang Ping looked at each other and smiled: "It is today, I wonder if anyone can protect you?"
"My father flew up to the upper bounds of the year, and there was a saying that when he first arrived, he had to be a master of the knife. It was a happy life."
"At this point, I am the same as my family."
He stood in the air, standing at his feet, his hands behind his back, and he looked slightly at Kang Ping: "Oh, it's still a little different. My father is a knife, I am a sword."
Kang Ping looked at Yan Zhao songs and did not talk nonsense. It was a sword that stabbed: "I don't take your sword, I take your head and sacrifice my wife!"
The black hole in the seabed of Jingqingzhou, which was trapped for several years, did not make Kang Ping’s Jianfeng become dull.
His years of blazing swords, as the first time in the year to kill Yan Zhao song, the momentum is amazing, the sword is sharp.
Everything, even before!
Yan Zhaoge did not cover himself.
At the first glance, Kang Ping vaguely saw that Yan Zhaoge was not only the four realms of Wu Sheng, but shocked to reach the Wu Sheng Wu Zhong realm.
In the past, the young man who could only seek to escape under his own sword is now far from him.
And this young man who has always dominated the vast majority of people, now how terrible is the strength?
Kang Ping also could not see through.
But the killing of the wife, no one can stop!
He and Yan Zhaoge are not wearing the sky!
Therefore, his choice is to immediately take the shot!
Not only do you do your best, but also directly motivate the top sacred soldiers, the cloud turns to the skylight sword!
Under the blessing of the sacred soldiers, this is the strength of Kangping, this full blow has been close to his own master.
Under a sword, the world before the eyes, directly turned into a void turbulence!
Yan Zhaoge looked at this enemy. This once was empty-handed, and he had to exert his own efforts to solve the problem. He did not fully grasp the enemy who resisted, and his mood was very peaceful.
"Sword of the Year..." Yan Zhao Ge laughed and said: "The passage of time is indeed one of the most powerful existences in the world and can change many things."
The two pairs of twins that were buckled together appeared.
Yan Zhaoge gently took a shot, the inner crystal furnace was separated from the Xuanzang Zijin furnace.
In the inner crystal furnace, the purple light rises from the sky, and a dark green bamboo stick rises from it.
It is divided into seven sections and is seven feet long. (To be continued.)