Yan Zhaoge didn't bother to talk to Hou Xiang at all, and shook his head amusedly: "The crown of Taiyin has fallen into the hands of the Great Sun Sect, so it is possible for you and Cangmang Mountain not to help each other, but to help the Great Sun Sacred Sect, it would be a fool's brain. "
"It's a different matter if you are willing to be a vassal of others. Otherwise, if the people in Cangwu Mountain have your knowledge, they will never rise."
Seeing that Si Kongqing replaced Jing Yunzhi and fought against Hou Xiang, Zhao Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as he was worried, he had Feng Yunsheng to help clear up the disturbances around him, and he immediately rushed towards his opponent like a tiger descending a mountain.
While putting out the fire, Yan Zhaoge scanned the audience.
After looking around, Yan Zhaoge's attention fell on the child that Zhao Ming was protecting before.
It was a boy in his early ten years old, he looked a little dull, and seemed to be mentally unsound.
He knelt down beside a man, shaking the man's arm: "Daddy, Daddy?"
Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly, but with a glance, he knew that the man on the ground had died.
Seeing that the man ignored him, the boy stood up staggeringly, and walked aside, turning a blind eye to the lightsabers nearby.
He came to a woman and shook her arm again: "Mother, mother?"
Yan Zhaoge secretly sighed.
This child is an orphan...
The boy looked around in a daze, his eyes still full of doubts, as if he didn't understand why his parents ignored him.
Jing Yunzhi was replaced by Sikong Qing, came to the boy's side, his eyes couldn't bear it, and when he looked at the other corpses on the ground, anger welled up in his eyes again.
Except for the boy's family, the other victims were all stewards of the Chihong faction in the medicine field.
Jing Yunzhi yelled, joined Zhao Ming's battle group, and together with Feng Yunsheng killed the warriors of the Tie Yuan faction.
The middle-aged man in the realm of a master in the middle period of Waigang was the head of the Tieyuan sect who first caused trouble.
At this moment, facing Zhao Ming, the direct disciple of Guangcheng Mountain, even with the same level of cultivation, he was defeated quickly.
He shouted to Hou Xiang: "Save..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Ming stabbed him with a sword!
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from a distance: "Killing people in my boundless mountain world?"
A powerful aura came across the sky, fierce and majestic, like a giant ax that opened a mountain, slashing towards Zhao Ming!
The opponent obviously didn't try his best, but Zhao Ming couldn't resist the strike of the axe. If he hit him, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!
Yan Zhaoge didn't change his face, he pointed to the sword, and stabbed out with a sword.
The seven stellar qi condensed into a sword, like the gathering of seven stars, intercepting the giant axe of stellar qi.
The seven sword energies were tapped on the giant axe with different weights and speeds, but they did not destroy it. In an understatement, they deflected the direction of the giant axe.
Seeing this, Zhao Ming kept his hands on, and pierced the head of the Tie Yuan Sect through the chest with a single sword.
The middle-aged man stared wide-eyed and fell to the ground.
The last images in his sight were the woman who had died in his hands before, and was also lying on the ground at this moment, dying with regret, and the silly boy beside the woman.
The next moment, the eyes of the middle-aged man were pitch black, and he took his last breath.
Feng Yunsheng, Zhao Ming, and Jing Yunzhi swept away the enemies on the scene, and then gathered beside Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge said: "I'm late, Junior Sister Jing, please forgive me. Junior Brother Zhao, let's talk slowly later."
Zhao Ming nodded cautiously, staring straight into the distance.
That direction is exactly the direction where the giant ax of gang qi struck just now, and there is also a group of people coming from the bottom of the mountain.
Looking far away, Yan Zhaoge saw that the person in charge had a faint spiritual light above his head leading to the sky, without any concealment, he was clearly a congenital master.
The other party looked twenty-six or seven years old, with a cold face and a tall figure.
Wearing a black shirt with a mountain peak embroidered on the skirt, it is the attire of the core direct disciple of the Cangwu Mountain lineage.
When the visitor saw Yan Zhaoge, his eyes froze immediately.
Yan Zhaoge looked at him calmly, and also recognized him.
Ji Hanru, one of the leading figures of the young generation in Cangwu Mountain, is considered to be in the age group of Lu Wen and Xiao Sheng, slightly older than Lu Wen and Xiao Sheng.
In the Eight Great Worlds, the name of "little tiger" Ji Hanru is also well-known, and he is a leader among the younger generation.
A few years ago, Ji Hanru fought against the son Lei Ming, the descendant of the Tianlei Temple in the holy land of Leiyu.
Young Master Lei Ming is the only son of a giant elder in Tianlei Palace. Together with Young Master Yan Zhaoge of Guangcheng and Young Master Huang Jie, Young Master Puzhao, they are also known as the fourth young masters of the current generation.
Ji Han fought against them in a tie in the past, establishing his position as the top powerhouse of the younger generation.
When he first arrived at Yunzhao Mountain, Yan Zhaoge had already met him once, and knew that Ji Hanru happened to come to Yunzhaoling area to practice, just in time for his meeting, and he was also at Yunzhao Mountain.
Ji Hanru looked at Yan Zhaoge, and said coldly: "Killing people in Yunzhao Mountain, is this how you treat Guangcheng Mountain as guests?"
Yan Zhaoge raised his chin slightly, signaling Ji Hanru to look at Hou Xiang who was still fighting Sikong Qing: "The Chihong Sect is the sect of my Tianyu, and Junior Sister Jing is a disciple of our sect. I rent your spiritual field in Cangmang Mountain to plant it. I have never lost your offerings and members."
"My sect came to visit, and your Cangmang Mountain disciple connived at the burning of the spiritual field here."
"Is this how you treat guests in Cangwu Mountain?"
Regarding the attitude towards Guangcheng Mountain, there are huge differences within Cangwu Mountain.
And as far as Yan Zhaoge knew, among the younger generation, Ji Hanru belonged to the group that didn't like Guangcheng Mountain.
So towards Ji Hanru, Yan Zhaoge also didn't look good.
Yan Zhaoge looked at Ji Hanru with a blank expression on his face: "Or, do you have intentions at all?"
Ji Hanru said indifferently: "I know what you are doing here, but that is not your unscrupulous reliance."
"All your reasons can't change the fact that this is Yunzhao Mountain, which is my land of Cangwu Mountain."
"Even if something happens, our sect has its own rules and will deal with it according to the rules. The people from Guangcheng Mountain will take over and kill you on the spot. Do you think that Cangwu Mountain doesn't exist?"
Yan Zhaoge sneered: "When you were really needed just now, you really didn't exist."
Ji Hanru stepped forward step by step, with the gangster energy surging all over his body, and the martial artist behind him did the same.
"Anyone who commits a murder will be counted as one, and I will take them down and hand them over to the senior elders of this sect."
"Yan Zhaoge, I'm not in the mood to argue with you. You've become very famous recently, but I don't know how much real talent you have?"
"I, Ji Hanru, never believe in rumors, I only believe in my own eyes and fists!"
As he said that, he punched out with a punch as thick as a mountain!
Yan Zhaoge didn't even look at it, he just greeted him with a palm.
A palm strike is like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring!
The flame-like stellar energy condensed in the palm of Yan Zhao Singer, facing Ji Hanru's fist head-on.
Ji Hanru sneered: "Fight against me?"
Among the six holy places, Cangwu Mountain Martial Arts is known for its strength, strength and composure!
The fist was as thick as a mountain, with the momentum of destroying the dead, trying to destroy Yan Zhaoge's Tushizhang.
But with a flick of Yan Zhao singer's wrist, his strength suddenly surged, and he exploded in an instant!
"If we can't agree, let's fight, so what if we hit you head-on?"
In the palm of Tushita, the essence of Dali Ape Demon Fist is integrated!
The sudden explosive power shakes the world!
The fist like a mountain froze for an instant, trembling violently, and the ground was shaken by the blow!