Nine Hundred and Thirty-One. Linongshan Loses All Face

On the Red Lotus Skyboat, a woman's voice came: "Are you threatening me?"

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "Yuan Jun is joking, although Yan is not talented, but he is not in the mood to learn about people of their level."

"His Majesty Jin has treated Yan with great courtesy. Yan has always been grateful. The battle between him and Yinghuoji is coming. It is not beautiful to have a conflict here and now."

"Meeting each other face to face, in order to avoid troubles caused by people who don't know their level, so I just took precautions, but I never thought, it seems to cause Yuan Jun's misunderstanding?"

"However, I really don't care about their life or death."

Zeng Mo and other Xuanliu spectators looked at each other with the Miao Feifeng disciple who was seeing off the guests, all of them were speechless.

I don't have the heart to get to know people of their level...

People who don't know how high or low...

Don't care about their life or death...

The people Yan Zhaoge mentioned were all martial saints at the level of seeing gods.

And it's not an ordinary inheritance, but Linongshan, the disciple of the Western Supreme!

Placed in the Western Heaven Realm, the characters who walk sideways, in terms of the entire Upper Realm, also have a strong background and outstanding strength.

Although there is no one of the same level as Zeng Mo, who can cultivate to the level of seeing the gods and martial arts, which one is not a genius?

Looking back on my youth, everyone stood out from countless others.

It would be fine if it was Zeng Mo who said this, but the problem is that Yan Zhaoge's current cultivation level is the same as that of the Martial Saint.

Apart from Zeng Mo and Guan Yuluo, the Xuanliu warriors present and the disciple of Namiao Feifeng were all warriors at the level of seeing gods.

But looking at those Linongshan disciples at this moment, a group of people couldn't help but smile bitterly in their hearts.

Xuanliuguan was handed down by the Northern Supreme Master.

Linongshan, handed down by the master of the West.

Miao Feifeng, passed on by Emperor Jin personally.

Anyone who comes out of any family is the proud son of heaven.

But how do you feel now, my group of people are really not at the same level as the young man in white and blue robes in front of me?

"Could it be that Mr. Yuan thinks that I should take the initiative to avoid such villains who talk behind their backs?"

"Hehe..." Yan Zhaoge looked up at Honglian Tianzhou: "They are also worthy?"

Guan Yuluo stared blankly at Yan Zhaoge.

Speaking of which, in the eyes of some people, maybe it really should be like this.

One side is directly descended from the dignified Supreme sect, and the other side is just from the lower realm sect.

Even if the former is a little contemptuous in his words, the latter is dissatisfied in his heart, just avoid it.

Otherwise, even if you can deal with these Linongshan disciples and anger the Western Sovereign, wouldn't you have to walk away afterwards?

Even right now, he may anger Taisu Yuanjun, who is inseparable with the supreme wife of the West, and suffer immediate losses immediately.

But all of this fell on Yan Zhaoge, but it gave Guan Yuluo a sense of course.

If Yan Zhaoge could hold back his breath, it seemed to be abnormal.

Even when Tai Su Yuanjun made a move, he refused.

Isn't it a joke for such a person to avoid those Linongshan disciples?

A voice came from Honglian Tianzhou: "Oh? What you said is interesting, but if the Western Supreme is here, I don't know if you will be so crazy?"

Yan Zhaoge said calmly: "Maybe we can't kill these people, but I'm still willing to try."

The woman's voice sounded again on the giant boat: "Senior Brother wants to fight Yinghuoji, which attracts the world's attention. It is true that you shouldn't have more knuckles. I am here to deal with those who don't open their eyes and come to make trouble."

"Aren't you going to board the ship? Come on."

Guan Yuluo looked at Yan Zhaoge worriedly.

Tao Yu's words were somewhat ambiguous, as if he agreed with Yan Zhaoge's statement, but seemed to mean something else.

Not to mention the advantage of Tao Yu occupying the home field on the Red Lotus Skyboat, even if something happened on the boat, it would be difficult for the outside world to know.

Just now, this strong man at the ninth level of martial arts is useless with weapons.

"That's what I'm planning." Yan Zhaoge laughed, said goodbye to Zeng Mo, Guan Yuluo and the others, and then turned to look at the female disciple of Miaofei Peak.

The other party's expression was slightly complicated, but he still guided Yan Zhaoge to board the ship.

As soon as Yan Zhaoge left, the dark thunder that shrouded the surroundings did not explode, but dispersed silently.

Everyone in Linongshan, who had been suppressed by the Thunder of Eternal Night before, regained consciousness.

Their gazes were still looking in the direction Yan Zhaoge came from before, but they saw Mu Jun in Jinting Mountain.

Linongshan and Jintingshan were at odds, and several Linongshan warriors were very wary when they saw Mu Jun, who was a martial sage at Xianqiao.

Looking back, he found that the disciple of Miao Feifeng who had sent them off the boat earlier was gone, so he couldn't help being quite surprised, and asked Zeng Mo and the others.

Xuanliu's audience, on the other hand, looked strange, looking at them with a rather strange look.

Several Linongshan warriors showed a blank expression: "What's wrong?"

Mu Jun greeted Zeng Mo first, then looked up and down the Linongshan warriors, shook his head and said with a smile: "Young Master Yan didn't seem to be ruthless, he didn't detonate the Thunder of Eternal Night."

The other party was inexplicably surprised, feeling the hairs on his back standing on end: "Thunder of the Eternal Night... Yan..."

Being a well-informed disciple of the Western Supreme Master, he naturally heard of the reputation of the Thunder of Eternal Night.

Thinking of its role and what Mu Jun said, they gradually understood.

"Stop talking nonsense..." Several people subconsciously looked at the martial artist Xuanliu next to him.

Zeng Mo sighed and didn't speak.

They had no conflict with Linongshan, and they did not intend to add insult to injury.

But Xuanliu's silence from the audience already represented the answer.

All Linongshan warriors were stunned: "How is it possible?"

They quickly glanced around, only seeing warriors from other forces in the distance, all seemed to be curiously looking at this side.

But after seeing Honglian Tianzhou regained its calm, the people in the distance withdrew their attention.

However, this action has already told these Linongshan warriors that something happened on their side that attracted others' attention just now.

But the problem is...

They still can't remember what happened before!

This shows that someone really deprived them of their consciousness.

A Linongshan warrior asked awkwardly: "Is it really that Yan Zhaoge? Just him?"

Guan Yuluo hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Where is he now?"

"Already on board."

All Linongshan warriors were stunned.

The disciple of Miao Feifeng who had sent them off the boat just now disappeared suddenly, confirming what Guan Yuluo said.

It's not that they disappeared suddenly, but that too many things happened in their ignorance.

Thinking of just now, when they couldn't feel it at all, Yan Zhaoge passed them by, and thinking of the Thunder of Eternal Night that did not explode, all Linongshan warriors felt chills on their necks.

My own family questioned Yan Zhaoge's words before, but my words still linger in my ears.

Most of the other party heard it, but they didn't even bother to argue.

But not refuting doesn't mean not responding.

So they lost, not only lost, but also lost Linongshan's face.

They didn't even see Yan Zhaoge, and they didn't get to see what this person looked like with their own eyes!

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