Five Hundred and Twenty. I Really Don't Hold Grudges

Kill one person of righteous way, and then one person of demon way.

Yan Zhaoge never thought about such a thought, and there was no need to think about it.

Yan Zhaoge scoffed at Fang Kan's statement that he would be besieged by the Crystal Palace, Wanjianchi, and the Blood Dragon faction.

Both good and evil are in a balance of power, and my own existence may break this balance of power.

Because of Fang Zhaohong's death, he fought with Fang Kan, but before he was sure that he was indeed on the side of the Demon Dao, other righteous sects would be cautious when making moves, otherwise the Demon Dao would be given a chance in vain.

There is only one reason why Yan Zhaoge pointed the finger at the evil sage Lin Qiancheng.

This gentleman appeared here, seemingly showing his favor, offering a helping hand, and helping Yan Zhaoge get ahead, but in fact, he blamed Yan Zhaoge for being from the Evil Sacred Sect.

His ulterior motives are obvious, and it is tantamount to cheating Yan Zhaoge and forcing him to stand in line.

While stirring up the troubled waters, Yan Zhaoge deeply suspected that Lin Qiancheng had special plans for wanting to fish in troubled waters.

Perhaps in Lin Qiancheng's mind, although Yan Zhaoge's potential and strength are astonishing, he is still only around the sixth or seventh level of the grand master's cultivation. Facing the full-strength Wanjianchi and Lingxi Island, he is ultimately powerless to resist.

Even if there is dissatisfaction in his heart, in order not to die in Fang Kan's hands, he can only join the magic way.

But he couldn't guess that what forced the snake into the hole was not the grass snake, but a real dragon!

Refining Beiming's avatar, Yan Zhaoge, the great master of the early Yuanfu period, directly counter-killed Fang Kan, one of the seven great masters of the righteous way!

This chess piece, which was thought to be worthy of cultivation and use, turned out to be a figure in the same weight class as him in terms of strength!

So Fang Kan was in a tragedy, and Lin Qiancheng was also having a hard time.

He immediately realized the consequences of what he had done before.

"Believe me, I don't like to hold grudges, really." Yan Zhaoge sneered and looked at Lin Qiancheng: "If there is any grudge that can be avenged on the spot, I will avenge it on the spot. Gentlemen don't remember overnight grudges, right? ?”

If you trick me, then I will naturally find my way back.

I don't know what you're planning, but in short, I just messed with you.

Yan Zhaoge sneered, and when his heart moved, Bei Ming's avatar shot straight at Lin Qiancheng.

In front of Lin Qiancheng, his whole body was shrouded in a black mist, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

There was no sound in the black mist, only the starry eyes flickered slightly.

Dots of black energy spread out, blocking the attack of Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar, while he himself fled quickly into the distance.

The real energy of both sides was stirring in the air, which seemed to be lively, but Lin Qiancheng retreated with all his heart, and the two sides did not involve a real life-and-death fight.

Such a move, in the eyes of other people, will inevitably give rise to various speculations.

People who already doubted Yan Zhaoge became even more suspicious, thinking that Lin Qiancheng was deliberately trying to make Yan Zhaoge happy, and that the two of them were acting.

Yan Gang, the master of Wanjianchi, hesitated in his subordinates, not daring to urge Fuchenjian to attack with all his strength, for fear of falling into a trap, in case Yan Zhaoge and Lin Qiancheng would suddenly join forces to attack him.

In this way, Lin Qiancheng is the Supreme Martial Saint after all, he doesn't love to fight, he only wants to escape, Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar has just been refined, even if he is fast, it is difficult to keep him.

However, Yan Zhaoge was not depressed, and instead showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

Seeing Lin Qiancheng's leaving back, Yan Zhaoge suddenly smiled: "You are practicing the Phantom Magic Art, right? The power is really impressive, and it is unpredictable, making it difficult for people to see your details."

"You are like a phantom, and it is difficult for other people's attacks to hit you. In the same realm, there are countless warriors who practice phantom magic art, and it is difficult to kill you. It is difficult for opponents who are stronger than you to kill you. In the vast world, I even doubt You are the hardest person to kill."

Yan Zhaoge said leisurely: "However, that is under normal circumstances."

"If you don't practice this magic skill to the peak of the ten great consummation realms, you will be in a weak period for nine full days every 30 days a month on the first, fifth, and tenth of every month."

"You are at the first level of Martial Saint, and normally you are at the seventh level of the Phantom Magic Art.

It's the eighth level. "

Yan Zhaoge smiled maliciously and said, "When you are in the weak stage, your magic skills will be unstable, and your body will even leak your true energy uncontrollably, revealing your whereabouts. You have to hide it well these few days."

The figure of Lin Qiancheng in the distance kept disappearing into the sky.

But all the warriors of the Canghai Great World present were in a trance for a moment, as if they saw the majestic evil sage startled and staggered slightly.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: "We are not delusional, are we?"

Others may get it wrong, but Yan Gang with the Fushen sword in his hand must not be wrong.

Then there is only one explanation, what Yan Zhaoge said is true.

All the warriors of the righteous way were slightly refreshed.

Elder Dong and Zhang Haocheng of Crystal Palace looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

Zhang Haocheng said hesitantly: "If I remember correctly, over the years, when there was news of the evil sage, it seemed that the first, fifth, tenth, eleventh, and fifteenth day of the lunar new year ?”

Elder Dong closed his eyes, and after thinking carefully for a while, opened his eyes and nodded slowly: "That's right! Every Monday, Friday, or ten, nine days may not account for all, but it's within this range."

Zhang Haocheng sighed: "If you don't do it, you don't know that the evil sage is in a weak stage at that time, otherwise this is a good time to deal with him. He can't even hide his whereabouts, so he missed so many opportunities for nothing."

It is true that the evil sage is powerful, but the most troublesome thing is that his whereabouts are unpredictable and his thoughts are elusive.

A warrior from the Crystal Palace asked quietly through sound transmission: "Could it be another trap, a lie that they colluded with?"

Elder Dong said: "If it's a lie, it's because the evil sage's long-term behavior pattern has been preparing for this lie."

"But as long as we are cautious enough, this lie will have no effect. The risk is far greater than the benefit, and the reward is much lower than the payment."

He looked at Yan Zhaoge, and sighed lightly: "If it is said to help this young man gain trust, then it is completely worthless."

Zhang Haocheng looked at Yan Zhaoge, then at the Beiming avatar next to Yan Zhaoge, and said with a wry smile: "Even if the two of them collude, this Mr. Yan cannot be a member of the evil holy sect. He can compete with any strong man in the world." Those who are equal to each other."

But if Yan Zhaoge is not the heir of the Evil Sacred Sect, where is the starting point of the Righteous Path's hostility and suspicion?

Everyone looked at each other and smiled wryly.

With such a strong person, expect him to stand still when facing Fang Kan? People are not stupid.

Even Yan Gang, the suzerain of Wanjianchi, had a headache. After all, Yan Zhaoge was too strong.

If such a person is definitely an enemy, then there is nothing to say, just do whatever you want, everyone uses their own means.

But if you are a neutral person, if you force him to go to the side of the magic way, isn't that making yourself uncomfortable?

As a result, a group of people looked at Yan Zhaoge, feeling pained for a while... (To be continued.)