The gloomy sword light, meandering, seems to be completely integrated with the dark magic energy realm, regardless of each other.
Jian Guang itself seemed to have life, like a poisonous snake, stabbing at the back of Yan Zhaoge's head silently.
Panpan beside Yan Zhaoge, as a strange beast, has a better perception of danger than a human fighter, but at this moment, he is completely unaware of the sword light coming.
And Yan Zhaoge had many spiritual soldiers with him, not to mention the flying thunder knife, purple gold thunder sword and other spoils of war.
It was Yan Zhaoge who was always with him, connected with each other, the most handy spiritual sword Jade Dragon, and the middle-grade spiritual soldier You Lin Ripple Saber, with strong spirituality, they didn't notice this sword.
A silent, yet terrifying sword strike!
Great masters, for master warriors, there is a huge gap in strength between each other.
And if this grand master is dedicated, does not despise him at all, can put down his face, and can patiently lurk, assassinate and sneak attack a grand master warrior.
Nine out of ten out of ten, this master martial artist will not escape the fate of death!
Yan Zhaoge's overall strength was far superior to that of ordinary innate masters, but now that the danger was approaching, he only vaguely noticed it.
But at the same time when he realized it, the back of his head felt a chill and a slight tingling pain. The opponent's sword light was already close at hand!
At this time, since Yan Zhaoge came to the current Eight Great Worlds, he asked himself the closest moment to death!
Previously, whether it was Pan Botai, Lord Twilight, etc. of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, or the old man Han Sheng of Ghost Axe, and the owner of the Chiling Banner.
Everyone's cultivation base is higher than the current raider.
But either it was planned and prepared long ago, or it was not straightforward, Yan Zhaoge seemed to be dangerous, but in fact it was as safe as a mountain.
Only this time, Yan Zhaoge could clearly feel that his heart was gradually covered with the shadow of death.
The speed of the opponent's sword is not very fast, the strength is not very strong, but it is too concealed.
When Yan Zhaoge found out, the blade almost touched his skin.
No matter how fast Yan Zhaogegang was, it was already too late to dodge.
Although there is a defensive spiritual weapon called the Chongshan Armor, but at this moment, the spiritual soldier is trying to defend himself in response, and the time is also a little slower.
Just this line is the separation between life and death!
Even if the Chongshan armor is raised, the person has already been hit by the sword first!
At the moment of life and death, although Yan Zhaoge was shocked, he did not panic.
All unnecessary distracting thoughts disappeared completely.
Yan Zhaoge's spirit was highly concentrated, and there was only one thought left on the altar in his mind, and he must activate it at full speed!
Thunder Emperor's Eye!
Almost at the same time when the sword light joined his body, Yan Zhaoge's right eye felt a sharp pain!
Cyan-purple brilliance radiated from Yan Zhaoge's right eye.
A large amount of thunder and lightning essence instantly traveled all over Yan Zhaoge Zhou's body and stimulated every acupuncture point on his body!
Every bone!
Every meridian!
Every piece of flesh and blood!
In an instant, Yan Zhaoge exploded at a speed far exceeding his normal level, and his body rushed forward like lightning!
Taking a step forward, Jian Guang, who was sneaking behind him, fell through!
Even so, on the back of Yan Zhaoge's head, broken and scattered hair fluttered in the air, and a small blood spot even faintly seeped out on the skin.
After the great master's sword failed, he refused to let go, immediately increased his strength, followed closely behind Yan Zhaoge, and stabbed at Yan Zhaoge again with the long sword in his hand!
But after evading the most dangerous and most concealed first sword ambush and sneak attack, Yan Zhaoge has stabilized his position.
All the Gang Qi in the whole body turned into ice cold, and a Dinghai Lingquan was unleashed.
Yan Zhaoge's whole body is like a turtle hidden in the sea, everything returns to the abyss, hidden in it, and disappears.
With the great master's spiritual perception, he was slightly in a trance, feeling as if Yan Zhaoge had completely disappeared in front of him.
He concentrated his mind, re-locked Yan Zhaoge's position, and continued to stab out with the long sword.
But at this moment, two colors of red and yellow light flashed on Yan Zhaoge's body, and armor appeared like a towering mountain, blocking the opponent's sword.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
The great master's sword was already at the end of its strength, and at this time it could no longer break through the defense of the Chongshan armor.
The thunder in Yan Zhaoge's right eye flashed again, his feet stepped on the ground, his whole body spun, and he hit the opponent's head with his backhand!
The stellar qi that had been condensed like ice for thousands of years before became hot like fire in an instant, erupting with thrilling and terrifying power, like a volcano erupting!
Yan Zhaoge's strength exceeded expectations, and caught the other party by surprise.
He had overestimated Yan Zhaoge as much as possible before starting the attack, but he did not expect that in the end he still underestimated Yan Zhaoge.
The sneak attacker had already used his sword moves, and Yan Zhaoge's speed and explosive power were too strong, so he was instantly bullied by Yan Zhaoge.
But the person who came was a strong man in the Grand Master realm, without the slightest hesitation, he also slapped Yan Zhaoge head-on with his palm!
The palm is forceful and domineering, attracting the billowing demonic energy around him to gather together, and the power is stronger, as if the demon king came to the world.
Formidable power, even with Yan Zhaoge's cultivation level, he could not breathe freely for a moment!
But the attacker suddenly became vigilant, met Yan Zhaoge's cold gaze, and saw the blue-purple thunder light in Yan Zhaoge's right eye becoming more and more dazzling.
The great master hesitated a little.
In such a fierce battle, such hesitation is undoubtedly a fatal taboo, especially Yan Zhaoge is by no means comparable to ordinary master warriors.
After the sneak attacker hesitated for a while, he chose to retreat instead of withdrawing his move!
But under the ebb and flow, Yan Zhaoge's palms became even more violent!
The edge of his palm swept across the enemy's shoulders, and the illusory purple red pockets of the stellar energy burst into flames. Using the gangster energy of the enemy's clothes as fuel, it turned into a real flame, which was blazing and indestructible.
The great master remained silent, and continued to retreat, carrying the purple red fire on his shoulders that had not been extinguished, without turning his head, and disappeared into the darkness again.
The thunder light in Yan Zhaoge's right eye flickered slightly, he remained silent, his spiritual sense was raised to the highest level, and he carefully guarded everything around to prevent the opponent from attacking again.
The two sides played against each other, only in the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, it was a life-and-death struggle.
It wasn't until the great master retreated that Panpan beside him roared angrily and stared at the direction in which the other party retreated.
Yan Zhaoge stopped Panpan, stood back to back with it, quietly guarded for a moment, and only stopped his punches after making sure that the other party had completely left.
"Who the hell is that?" Yan Zhaoge's mind flashed the appearance of the other party.
His whole body was covered in a black robe, and the black cloak covered him up.
Not only is there a hood on the head, but also a pitch-black mask on the face, making it difficult to distinguish the appearance.
Only through the two holes in the mask, a pair of dark yellow pupils were exposed, flashing a miserable red light, which showed that this was a fallen demon.
"Concealing your identity? People I know?" Yan Zhaoge frowned: "But it's meaningless, it's just that the evil thoughts in the heart are hiding and growing, and it's nothing if they don't combine with the evil energy inside and outside to completely fall into the devil."
"Completely falling into the devil is irreversible. Once the inner evil thoughts are combined with the external devil's energy, and the falling into the devil is completed, there is no possibility of continuing to lurk and hide. The identity is equal to revealing oneself, so what's the use of concealing?"