Seven Hundred and Eighty-Two. I Want to Kill, You Can't Stop It!

Zhang Zhuo didn't know Qi Wei, but after seeing the reactions of Kang Maosheng and Kang Jinyuan, he knew that he was a strong man of the Daxuan Dynasty.

When Qi Wei set up the formation, Zhang Zhuo immediately recalled that this was the formation master who encircled and suppressed Yan Zhaoge and Guangmingzong warriors in Tianyinzhou and Xinhezhou.

This made Zhang Zhuo feel more at ease.

But before he could put his heart back into his stomach, he saw a fierce thunderbolt hitting him!

Only then did he suddenly remember that Yan Zhaoge also had superb and profound attainments in formation techniques.

According to what Tang Yonghao and Meng Wan said, this is a person who was in the realm of a master or a great master, and his level of formation ruled the eight great worlds.

Now Yan Zhaoge, who has already become a saint, has activated the magic circle and cracked the magic circle. What kind of accomplishments will he achieve?

Zhang Zhuo had no time to continue thinking.

He, who was seriously injured with a broken arm, faced Qi Wei's Qingxiao Demon Formation, and he narrowly escaped death!

Zhang Zhuo tried his best to dodge to the side, but half of his body was still engulfed by the thunder.

Amidst the berserk electric sound of "Zizizizizizizizizizizizizi", Zhang Zhuo let out a miserable snort, his flesh and blood were bloody and scorched!

Yan Zhaoge laughed loudly: "Zhang Zhuo, your tortoise magical skills are well practiced, you have survived all the strong men of your generation, and finally you are given the chance to be the champion, do you feel that you have the last laugh because you live to the end? "

With a brilliant sword light in his hand, the Huihong Sword slashed straight at Zhang Zhuo: "It's a pity, I, Guangcheng Mountain, will take you in after all, and Patriarch Shaking Tianzun will let you go, but I won't!"

Qi Wei's face was livid, he had heard Kang Maosheng talk about Zhang Zhuo's surrender, and immediately activated the formation to stop Yan Zhaoge.

"I've saved this person, I won't allow you to be presumptuous!"

Yan Zhaoge's sword kept moving, at the same time, he used the sun seal to stabilize Qi Wei's big formation change, and then the yin and yang fingers came out again.

The power of the formation that originally blocked him immediately attacked Kang Maosheng and Kang Jinyuan brothers.

Qi Wei had no choice but to protect the Kang family brothers first.

Yan Zhaoge let out a long laugh: "You just said, who do you want to protect?"

Jian Guang was everywhere, and Zhang Zhuo, who had been seriously injured and on the verge of death, was suddenly decapitated!

A big head flew straight into the sky, eyes wide open.

Zhang Zhuo, Ziyang Martial Saint Zhang Zhuo, the number one master in the history of the Great Sun Sacred Sect who once ruled the Eight Great Worlds and was rampant for a while, died with regret!

Not only did he not die with peace in his eyes, but Qi Wei's eyes almost breathed fire.

He is an imposing fifth-level martial artist, and when he saw a strong man in the middle stage of the gods, he wanted to protect one person, but he didn't!

What made it even more difficult for him to accept was that the person who killed him in front of him was a martial artist at the second level of martial arts, and a mid-phase conjunction.

Qi Wei, who was always in a gloomy state of mind, could only feel his anger rushing straight to the top of his head at this moment, and it was almost impossible to contain it.

But Yan Zhaoge's strength made him even more startled.

He had fought against Yan Zhaoge at the first stage of Martial Saint, he was shocked then, but not as good as now.

Compared to other people, compared to Qi Wei himself, compared to the masters he knew such as Kang Ping, He Dongcheng, Gu Zhang, Xuanmu Wang and others, Yan Zhaoge is so different.

Every step forward, his strength seems to have improved more than others in breaking through the realm.

Surprisingly many.

Qi Wei always felt that under normal circumstances, Yan Zhaoge's strength would increase from the first level of Martial Saint level to the second level, but the increase should not be so huge.

The experience used for other people is by no means applicable to the young people in front of us.

Kang Maosheng and Kang Jinyuan also looked at Yan Zhaoge with complicated expressions, feeling incomprehensible.

Tang Yonghao and Meng Wan both lost their minds for a short time.

Even if he disagrees with Zhang Zhuo's behavior, he is still the most legendary figure in the history of the Great Sun Holy Sect.

For every disciple of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, it is a legendary existence, and it is even more supreme than Huang Guanglie, who dominated everything in the past.

Even though Meng Wan is even better with the Lunar Crown, the inherent impression is still not so easy to get rid of.

Tang Yonghao and Meng Wan did not witness the fall of Huang Guanglie and Huang Xu.

And now,

Seeing Zhang Zhuo's death with their own eyes was a big shock to them.

"Uncle Qi, a person came here just now, and the method he cultivated is very similar to the phoenix true form scroll under the sect of the Southern Supreme. This Yan Zhaoge is against him." Kang Maosheng suddenly woke up, as if thinking of something, he said quickly: "Then People call themselves Zhuang."

Qi Wei was stunned: "Practice the Phoenix True Shape Scroll, surnamed Zhuang?"

His eyes were cold, and he sneered: "There is such a thing? The light and shadow of the fire phoenix that went deep into the bottom of the sea earlier, it really is the practice of the phoenix true shape scroll, but I never thought that the surname is Zhuang."

Hearing this, Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tang Yonghao also woke up with a start and came back to his senses.

Qi Wei looked at Yan Zhaoge with a sneer: "You who came from the lower realms really don't know many things. If you think about it, you still don't know that the Southern Supreme's surname is Zhuang."

Hearing this, Yan Zhaoge's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly: "No wonder he has a high-grade holy soldier with him before he has reached the level of the Immortal Bridge."

He looked at Qi Wei and smiled relaxedly: "Then, Your Excellency, or the Daxuan Dynasty, the first three King Xuanwen, Sheng Lingzi, and Taoist Shi, who is standing behind them? Can you tell me at your convenience?" ?”

Qi Wei looked at Yan Zhaoge steadfastly, and could see that Yan Zhaoge was not tough on the outside and soft on the inside, but really calm and composed.

"Even I have to say admiration." Qi Wei said slowly: "I don't know if you are ignorant and fearless, or if you really have courage."

"But no matter what it is, it doesn't matter anymore. If you don't stay under the protection of Lin Hanhua, you ran out to die by yourself. Now you have thrown yourself into a trap, and I will fulfill you!"

As he spoke, Qi Wei squeezed a seal with each hand, put it in front of his chest at the same time, and then pushed forward together.

Thirteen khaki-colored flags fluttered in the wind, and khaki-yellow smoke and dust billowed up.

The sky is covered with dark clouds and thunder is shining everywhere.

The two formations attacked up and down, trapping Yan Zhaoge in the center!

Yan Zhaoge urged the sun seal, with a calm expression.

But at this moment, his heart suddenly moved.

In the center of the blood pool deep in the underground palace, Beiming's avatar, who was refining the Heaven-swallowing Sword Box and the Earth-swallowing Furnace, suddenly opened his eyes.

The pool of blood in front of him began to undulate violently, and the original steady rhythm was disrupted and became more and more rapid.

It was as if the heart beat suddenly accelerated.

The sword sacrificial refining in the Tuntian sword box has reached the last moment, affected by this, it suddenly became unstable.

Competing to be an underground palace, they are all shaking violently.

Yan Zhaoge realized in his heart: "Kang Ping, Gu Hong and the other immortal bridge martial sages have met and are fighting in the underground palace. The commotion is too great!"

The stream of light in the blood pool originally wanted to gather the Heaven Swallowing sword box, and continuously draw spiritual energy to supply it to the sword box.

But at this moment, the sword box suddenly shook violently.

The flow of light entangled on it suddenly started to reverse!

A huge suction force came from the blood pool, trying to forcibly pull out a certain existence in the sword box! (To be continued.)