Watching Yan Zhaoge take hundreds of strides, concentrating his energy into an army, Chao Yuanlong's eyes suddenly went dark.
He, who was already seriously injured, couldn't support his spirit anymore, and passed out directly.
The second disastrous defeat to Yan Zhao singer had already made him frantic.
At this moment, seeing Yan Zhaoge go one step further, being promoted to the mid-stage Grandmaster of Waigang as if drinking water and eating, Chao Yuanlong completely collapsed.
In this way, what's the point of him forcibly breaking through to the Grandmaster of Waigang, enduring the sun god's acupuncture method with huge side effects
Obviously in Zhenlongyuan, everyone is still in the realm of late inner gang masters. In such a short period of time, how can Yan Zhaoge break through the difficulties and be promoted to outer gang middle stage grand masters so quickly
Could it be that everything that Zhen Longyuan fought before was an illusion
Apart from Chao Yuanlong, the other disciples of the Great Sun Sacred Sect who had seen Yan Zhaoge make a move in Zhenlongyuan were also stunned.
Even Xiao Sheng shook his body and almost fell directly from mid-air.
Nima!
How long did it take Lao Tzu to go from the late stage of the inner stage to the middle stage of the outer stage
Xiao Sheng's eyes widened, and he didn't even dare to continue thinking about it.
Yan Zhaoge's gang qi condensed into a long whip in his hand, shook it in mid-air, and slapped it again.
"It's too early to expose? Bear it? Why should I bear it?" Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly, "So what can you do if you know? It's like what you can do to me?"
"Of course there are many people who can beat me in this world, but you, Xiao Sheng, are not among them."
Yan Zhaoge waved his other hand, and the qi condensed and turned into a huge ice-blue long sword in mid-air.
A cold light shone on the blade of the sword, and a dragon-shaped light and shadow flickered faintly.
A series of white ice dances emerged, surrounding the long sword, like an ice dragon hiding in the clouds.
Xiao Sheng took a deep breath: "Yan Zhaoge, you seem to have forgotten one thing."
"You are still in the middle stage of Waigang."
"Unless you can be promoted to the late stage of Waigang immediately, otherwise, you will die today!"
Amidst the long howls, Xiao Sheng let out a roar and fell from the sky.
Dashes of golden light, like rain of swords, fell towards Yan Zhaoge.
With a wave of Singer Yanzhao, the ice-blue long sword slashed continuously in mid-air, as if a dragon was flying in the sky, intercepting the golden streamer one by one.
Although the golden light is heavy, Xiao Sheng is a late-stage cultivator of Waigang after all, and every golden light is incomparably condensed, not necessarily inferior to Yan Zhaoge's Jiangang.
But Yan Zhaoge's sword gang can hit the weakest position of Xiao Sheng's golden light every time.
So much so that although Jian Gang fought against the crowd with one opponent, he stopped the golden streamer like a torrential rain.
It's just that those golden streamers are nothing but Xiao Sheng's false attack.
The golden light shattered by Jian Gang, although shattered, filled the air like light mist, and did not completely disappear.
Many remaining golden lights shroud the surrounding fields, but instead form a scene of the sky and the earth being late and the setting sun shining at night.
A cold smile overflowed from the corner of Xiao Sheng's mouth, his palms changed and he pushed towards Yan Zhaoge.
The sky-filled world transformed by the golden light created by its stellar energy collapsed towards the center together, blasting towards Yan Zhaoge!
The mysteries of the Thousand Illusory Palms in the afterglow of the setting sun were completely stimulated by Xiao Sheng at this moment, which is far from comparable to the performance performed by the puppet of the Great Sun Saint!
The world in front of Yan Zhaoge's eyes was like the moment the sun sets, the darkest dusk, with only despair left in front of his eyes.
"what!"
Yan Zhaoge let out a soft drink, retracted both fists, and put them on his lower abdomen together.
The left hand was pressed firmly on the lower abdomen, motionless.
The right hand trembled slightly, slapping the body non-stop.
The two hands, one moving and one still, one yin and one yang, one calm and one moving, have reached a state of perfect harmony.
The Dinghai Spirit Fist in the Six Spirit Demon Fist on the left hand transforms into the image of a spirit turtle.
The Heavenly Snake King Fist in the Six Spirit Demon Fist on the right hand turns into the image of a Heavenly Snake.
Turtles and snakes intersect, movement and stillness combine, yin and yang interact with each other.
On the lower abdomen of the human body, hidden inside the muscles, there is an acupoint named Shangqu, also known as Xuemen, which is the most important middle point of Qi and blood circulation for warriors.
Stimulate the blood gate, cooperate with the heart, the blood in the whole body will immediately boil, the energy will be strong, and the potential will explode like never before.
Before the Great Destruction, there was a saying in the Jingu Collection "Zhenwuquan Jing".
"Xuemen Shangqu, the God of Beidou Zhenwu!"
The two streams of qi and blood gathered on Yanzhaoge's Shangqu acupoint, embracing into a ball, like a chaotic birth before the heaven and earth first opened.
The next moment, the qi and blood primordial body vibrated violently, with a power far exceeding normal, erupting from Yan Zhaoge's body!
Push both hands forward flat.
The gas in his left hand turned into a giant shield, like a sea turtle.
The stellar energy in his right hand turned into a thick long whip, like the king of snakes.
The turtle and the snake intersected and rushed forward together.
A giant image loomed.
Beidou Zhenwu Great!
The turtle and the snake attack together, and the real martial arts show their sages!
As if pushing mountains and seas, it pushed towards Xiao Sheng, forcibly breaking his Thousand Illusory Palms in the Afterglow of the Sunset!
Xiao Sheng was startled, he changed his palm technique, the setting sun turned into a residual light, he quickly switched from attack to defense.
Afterglow phantom, confused and confused, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the direction is confused.
Xiao Sheng's figure rose rapidly in the air, relying on the advantage of being able to float in the air at the later stage of Waigang, he avoided Yan Zhaoge's blow.
He was in a cold sweat immediately: "This is the power that a grandmaster in the middle of Waigang can have?!"
Yan Zhaoge laughed and said, "It's enough to hit you in the middle of the Outer Gang."
"Take another blow from me!"
Yan Zhaoge stepped hard, and the ground half of the valley was crushed and dented!
With the power of anyway, Yan Zhaoge soared into the sky, hitting Xiao Sheng straight like a cannonball!
Xiao Sheng snorted coldly, and suddenly jumped in the air.
He saw him move swiftly like thunder, moving a large distance in an instant, pulling away the distance from Yan Zhaoge.
The Great Sun Sacred Sect passed down martial arts directly, one of the Great Sun's Seven Laws, the Great Sun rises from the east and crosses the sky.
The only pure physical martial art among the seven methods of the Great Sun, when it is deployed, it is fierce and swift, as unstoppable as the rising of the Great Sun.
After Xiao Sheng dodged Yan Zhaoge's blow with his body skills, he immediately made a vertical move and rushed towards Yan Zhaoge instead.
It is precisely to catch Yan Zhaoge's weakness that he can only go straight up and down with explosive power, and cannot continue to float in the air like him.
Xiao Sheng rushed forward at this moment, just to catch Yan Zhaoge when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength was not born!
A golden wheel rose up, shining light in all directions, and directly hit Yan Zhaoge!
Lingbing, Huirilun.
Xiao Sheng's face was cold, and he tried his best at this moment.
However, Yan Zhaoge had been prepared for a long time, and the power accumulated at the Shangqu acupoint of the Blood Gate exploded again.
The body that had already started to descend unexpectedly forcibly stopped in the air for a moment.
Yan Zhaoge stretched out the sleeve of his right hand robe, and suddenly a blue light like a dragon roared out!
This time, the weapon in Yanzhao Singer is no longer a bamboo branch, but a green dagger!
The aura of the blade flashed, and there was a clear and real, not illusory, shocking dragon chant!
Spirit Soldier, Spirit Sword Jade Dragon!
Yan Zhaoge and his sword joined together, soaring into the sky, piercing the sky, and killing Xiao Sheng in an instant!
In the direction of the sword's edge, the seven stars gather, and the North Star shines on it, which is as vast as the sky!
The martial arts passed down from Guangcheng Mountain, one of the Eight Supreme Pole, Seven Star Sword!
Xiao Sheng had no choice but to use the Huiri wheel to defeat Yan Zhaoge's spiritual sword Bilong.
But before Xiao Sheng could heave a sigh of relief, he saw Yan Zhaoge holding the spirit sword Jade Dragon in his right hand, and his left hand sticking out from the sleeve of his robe, hitting his head and face!