Eight Hundred and Eighty-Four. From the End of Life, if You Don't Die, Who Will Die?

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Hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, Guan Lide could only feel a surge of evil fire.

Knowing that he was doomed, he said with a miserable smile: "It seems that I locked someone up, and I'm going to capsize in the gutter today."

But he glared at Yan Zhaoge: "Boy, don't rush to get complacent, I'll wait for you below!"

Yan Zhaoge smiled and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

Guan Lide glanced at the sky and the earth, and saw a white line between the sky and the earth, and the traces still remained.

It was as if the world had been drawn with a sword mark.

It was Yan Zhaoge who created the Absolute Immortal Sword.

Exterminate all things, leave wounds in the world, and linger for a long time.

This sword was so strong that even Guan Lide, who was in the ninth stage of martial arts and in the late stage of Xianqiao, was stabbed.

The sword intent of the four swords of the Lingbao to send good fortune into extinction is vividly displayed.

This place is located in the western border of Huangjia Sea, not far from the junction of the southeast Yangtian Realm and the southern Yantian Realm.

At the same time as the battle on Guangcheng Mountain, the strong men from Jinting Mountain and Wutong Slope were also fighting fiercely there.

If it was said that they were aware of the turmoil caused by the previous fight but could not be distracted for the time being, then it was hard for people not to pay attention to Yan Zhaoge's sword just now.

Even if the battle situation is tense for the time being and you can't tell where you came from to investigate, someone will definitely come later.

And this sword mark is like a wound in the sky and the earth, and it doesn't take a moment to heal it.

Yan Zhaoge followed Guan Lide's gaze and smiled.

He looked at Guan Lide with a smile: "I never thought that the famous Layman Zhaixing in the southeast would be the direct descendant of the Shangqing Dynasty. It was really unexpected."

Guan Lide widened his eyes: "You..."

"But the evidence is convincing, I can't believe it." Yan Zhaoge pointed to the sword mark, and said with a smile, "Since we found out, my fellow sect and I will naturally follow the Emperor's order and kill you, the direct descendant of the Qing Dynasty. , the truth, it’s that simple.”

Guan Lide shouted loudly: "What a Yan Zhaoge, what a swindler, who actually wants to plant it on me? Do you think Cao Jie will be so easily fooled by you?"

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "I never thought of fooling Southeast Supreme Being. As long as I can explain to people outside the Southeast Yangtian Realm, that's enough."

"On the contrary, Your Excellency, you have repeatedly violated the wishes of the Southeast Supreme, and even blatantly opposed it. Do you think that the little affection you have accumulated from your old friends in the past, how much is left now?"

Guan Lide stared at Yan Zhaoge, and suddenly felt a chill go up the back of his spine and hit the top of his head.

Yan Zhaoge spread his hands, and said calmly: "You get the immortal weapon from me, the Southeast Supreme will not necessarily pursue you, but if you were killed by me, the Southeast Supreme will not pursue me either."

He looked at Guan Lide, and smiled again: "Just now, if you don't want to put me to death with all your strength, but run away immediately, there is actually a hope of getting back in one piece, but you ruined the chance yourself."

"The road to self-destruction, if you don't die, who will die?"

Guan Lide felt cold in his heart, and another Senhan's blade had already reached the top of his head!

Yan Di's knife!

With his own father making the move, Yan Zhaoge no longer looked at Guan Lide.

As he said, Guan Lide had a chance to escape.

After all, he is a real strongman of the ninth level of martial arts, and he has a top-grade holy soldier with him, and he is not restrained by the trapping sword like Sheng Lingzi and Kang Ping.

If such a top powerhouse does not want to fight to the death, but seeks escape wholeheartedly, there are not many people in the entire Southeast Yangtian Realm who can keep him.

Unfortunately, he still misjudged the situation and misjudged Yan Zhaoge's strength.

This mistake has no turning back.

Feeling his own weakness, Yan Zhaoge shook his head slightly.

Unlike the last time he played against Xiang Yiyang, a disciple of the Supreme Master of the East, he used Momentary Thunder, but he was actually restrained.

This time, Yan Zhaoge also said that the Instant Lightning Technique had been activated to the extreme, and with his profound foundation, it also consumed a lot.

However, because of practicing the Wuji Heavenly Manual, he is not completely exhausted.

Yan Zhaoge looked up into the distance and grinned.

There was a figure from behind, fleeing quickly.

The suzerain of the Guangming sect, Luo Zhitao.

Originally captured by Guan Lide, Guan Lide was seriously injured, and his power control was no longer so subtle.

While the wild starlight hit Luo Zhitao hard, it also loosened its restraint on him.

Luo Zhitao was free, and fled in a hurry, ignoring his own injuries.

Witnessing Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di's father and son, and Guan Lide, Sheng Lingzi, Xuan Chengwang, and Shi Taoist roaring up and down Guangcheng Mountain, Luo Zhitao had only one thought at the moment.

The farther away from Guangcheng Mountain, the better!

The resentment, resentment, depression and aggrievedness in the past have gradually turned into despair at this moment.

The current Yan Zhaoge and Guangcheng Mountain are not what he is able to fight against now, if he stays here, he will only hit a stone with an egg and seek his own death.

Luo Zhitao does not lack courage and determination, but he never wants to die without hope.

"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about firewood, and if you keep something useful, you will be able to avenge your hatred in the future..." Luo Zhitao repeated this thought in his heart over and over again.

But with the terrifying development speed that Yan Zhaoge and Guangcheng Mountain have displayed over the years, will he and Guangmingzong really be able to take revenge in a few years?

The gap will probably only get bigger...

Luo Zhitao may not understand this truth, but he can't think about it, otherwise the endless despair will completely overwhelm him and destroy his will.

But at this moment, a figure flashed and blocked Luo Zhitao blatantly.

Luo Zhitao looked intently, it was Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar!

The Beiming avatar held the Xuanwang spear behind his back, and said calmly: "Back then, Yan had not become a martial saint, but managed to come to this upper realm from the eight great worlds, and his roots lie in the noble sect and the Great Sun Sacred Sect."

"Four years ago, I sent Zhang Zhuo away at the bottom of Jingqingzhou, and now I send you, Sect Master Luo."

"The grievances and grievances between my Guangcheng Mountain and your sect will be settled here today."

Saying that, the Beiming avatar shook the Xuanwang Spear in his hand, and stabbed Luo Zhitao!

Luo Zhitao was seriously injured and lost the Sun Moon Golden Wheel, how could he block this shot at this moment?

The shadow of death shrouded him, and he couldn't help feeling remorse for the first time.

"In the past, if you hadn't listened to the bewitchment of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, and hadn't coveted the crown of the sun and the seal of the sun, maybe there would be no catastrophe today..."

"After this Yan Zhaoge came to the Upper Realm, if he managed to turn hostility into friendship, he might not have ended up in the current situation..."

Unfortunately, all that is impossible.

As a powerful force in the upper realm, the power is enough to sweep any lower realm, knowing that one of the lower realms has treasures such as the sun seal and the lunar crown, how can they not be careless?

A mere sect from the lower realm dared to block its own footsteps, how could it not be cleared away?

The other party killed several martial sages in his own family, and at the beginning, he was just a junior who had not reached the realm of martial sages and dared to come to the upper world. If he did not kill him, how could he convince the sect?

Luo Zhitao felt that all his decisions were right, but the usual correct experience turned out to be all wrong.

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "You are the same as Guan Lide."

If it hadn't been for spreading the news of the Great Nether Minglun, Luo Zhitao would not have been targeted by Guan Lide, captured and taken to the foot of Guangcheng Mountain. After he escaped from the black hole under the sea of ​​Jingqingzhou, he would have great hope of leaving Huangjia Sea alive.

But there are no ifs in the world.

"The road to self-destruction, if you don't die, who will die?"

In the void, a gun shadow flashed across a figure.

"boom!"

The blood mist exploded!

On that day, Luo Zhitao, the suzerain of the Guangming Sect, fell. The Guangming Sect, a powerful force that had been entrenched in Huangjiahai for many years, disappeared and became history. (To be continued.)

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