Yan Zhaoge looked at the person and raised his eyebrows slightly.
I saw that the visitor was thirty or forty years old, with strange and rare red hair all over his head, and something that looked like fist gloves on both hands.
The pupils of the other party's eyes were yellow, and streaks of blood shot out from them. He was also a fallen demon.
What made Yan Zhaoge slightly concerned was that there were several bloodlines vaguely extending from the back of the red-haired warrior, one end penetrated into the black mist-like realm of demon energy, and the other end was connected to him.
The red-haired warrior sensed Yan Zhaoge's aura and came over to find out.
After seeing Yan Zhaoge's face clearly, the red-haired warrior's face suddenly showed surprise, and the bloodthirsty brilliance in his eyes couldn't be concealed.
"Ha! Yan Di's son, Yan Zhaoge?" The red-haired warrior bared his teeth and said with a grin, "Although I knew you were here to participate in the Tongtian League, I never thought that I would be so lucky to meet you directly."
Yan Zhaoge blinked: "I probably haven't seen you before."
"My name is Xue Wuya." The red-haired warrior moved his gloved hands: "Yes, we have never met before. It's not surprising that you don't recognize me. As long as I know you, that's enough."
"You don't know me, maybe this?"
As he said that, Xue Wuya punched forward in the air, and the billowing energy turned into an illusory world.
In that mirage, the billowing waves kept churning, covering the sky and covering the earth.
What makes people feel ominous is that the sea water in the illusory world is black, making people feel gloomy and cold.
Yan Zhaoge came to a sudden: "Wu Ling Banner, the martial arts of the Black Ling Banner lineage, are you a remnant of the Wu Ling Banner?"
The Wuling Banner was a first-class force that was active on the border of Tianyu and Fengyu in the past, and its martial arts is based on killing.
Because of the heavy murder, he even massacred the city in Tianxizhou, Tianyu, and encountered resistance from a first-class force attached to Guangcheng Mountain. The two sides fought, and each had casualties.
Coincidentally, Yan Di, the father of Yan Zhaoge, passed by, and as a result, including the general banner owner of the Wuling Banner, all Wuling Banner warriors present were beheaded by Yan Di.
Wuling Banner was not there at the time, and the disciples scattered outside survived the disaster, fleeing and hiding to avoid the encirclement and suppression. Afterwards, they hated Yan Di deeply, but there was nothing they could do.
Earlier in Longyuan, East Tang Town, Tianyu, the owner of the Chiling Banner targeted Yan Zhaoge for revenge.
"My luck is really great." Xue Wuya looked at Yan Zhaoge and sneered ferociously.
Yan Zhaoge smiled and shook his head: "No, it's my luck."
His eyes fell on the blood lines on Xue Wuya's body: "The formation at the bottom of the lake, you are one of the people who participated in the formation, right? Sacrifice the formation with your own blood and let the formation take shape quickly."
"And your own energy and energy are also integrated with the formation, so you can't stay away from the core of the formation."
"I foresee you here, which means that I am not far from the hub of the formation, and I can find the hub of the formation quickly by following the blood line behind you."
Xue Wuya let out a "ha" laugh: "If I find it for you, what can you do?"
"Recently, it has been rumored that you have a fragment of a holy weapon, but even if it is a fragment, it is still the power of a holy weapon. You are only a master, how much power can you mobilize?"
"There is only one Lunar Crown after all."
Xue Wuya stared at Yan Zhaoge with madness in his eyes: "Even if you can activate the power of the holy soldier fragments, how many times can you activate it?"
"Use it on me, what do you use to shake the formation hub?"
"At that time, the formation will be fully effective, and the gate of Jiuyou will be completely opened, and you will die as well!"
Xue Wuya laughed loudly: "It's worth it for me to exchange my life for that bastard Yan Di's white-haired man to give to a black-haired man!"
Yan Zhaoge looked at him amusedly: "After you fell into a demon, your sanity seems to be a little unclear. Who said that if I kill you, I need to rely on fragments of holy weapons?"
Xue Wuya looked at Yan Zhaoge coldly, his eyes were full of crazy and bloodthirsty brilliance: "The one who is unconscious is you."
"I heard that you defeated Liu Shengfeng from Cangwu Mountain and Xie Ziyi from Tianlei Palace in succession at the Tongtianhuimeng."
"I am also a congenital late-stage cultivation base. I admit that I am not as good as Xie Ziyi."
"But that was before I joined Jiuyou, and now I am no worse than him!"
Xue Wuya flexed his wrist, stepped on his feet, and walked towards Yan Zhaoge step by step: "Now, you and I are inside the demon realm, my strength is stronger than outside, but you have to be distracted to resist the invasion of demon energy .”
"One goes up and down, do you think your current situation is easy?"
As he took a step, the turbulent qi rose and turned into an illusion above his head.
The black sea in the illusory world unexpectedly changed again. The black sea turned into a sea of blood, ferocious to the sky.
The blood-red sea tide covered the sky and covered the sky, emitting an incomparably stench, like a real purgatory on earth.
Yan Zhaoge showed a half-smile expression on his face, and said calmly: "Speaking of Xie Ziyi, it seems that you don't know yet."
"Xie Ziyi, just like you, he also fell into the devil before."
Xue Wuya was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "You are direct descendants of the six holy lands, and you call yourself the proud son of heaven, that's all."
Yan Zhaoge continued: "Then, he also had the same thought as you, thinking that after falling into the devil, he should be able to defeat me."
"Then, he died."
Xue Wuya's yellowish pupils shrank slightly.
Yan Zhaoge looked at him and smiled slightly: "I killed it."
As soon as the words came out, Yan Zhaoge's figure suddenly flashed, and he stepped out, and he was already in front of Xue Wuya!
Xue Wuya already instinctively felt something was wrong, but at the moment when Yan Zhaoge made a move, he didn't dare to retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and fight, and punched Yan Zhaoge with both fists!
But in the raging purple fire, an illusory alchemy furnace opened, the furnace lid was opened, and a huge ape punched out, the power was earth-shaking!
The boundless sea of blood was torn apart abruptly.
The next moment, before Xue Wuya's eyes, dots of stars lit up. In the dark night sky, seven stars hung high, shining on the North Star.
Amid Xue Wuya's wild roar, he mobilized all his strength to face Yan Zhaoge, and the shattered sea of blood turned into a rain of blood, which merged with thousands of fist shadows and fell continuously.
The glove in his hand flashed a strange aura!
But the spirit sword Jade Dragon roared in Yan Zhaoge's palm, and as the intent of the sword changed, countless stars circulated, as if the trajectory of real stars in the sky moved and changed.
A river of green stars descended from the sky, isolating all the shadows of Blood Rain's fist, making it difficult to approach.
The galaxy flew straight down, piercing Xue Wuya's chest!
Xue Wuya's eyes widened, and he stared at Yan Zhaoge with unrepentant eyes.
He had only heard about Yan Zhaoge's defeat of Liu Shengfeng and Xie Ziyi before, but he had never witnessed it with his own eyes. He didn't know the specific situation of the battle. He never thought that Yan Zhaoge's strength was so strong that he was completely out of reach!
Yan Zhaoge's attention was not on Xue Wuya.
Xue Wuya has fallen into a demon, and after death, his body will disintegrate.
And the bloodline that was connected to his back and protruding into the black mist also broke, and it was about to disappear.
Yan Zhaoge swung his sword again.
The seven sword lights fixed the blood line that was about to be retracted into the black mist!