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It was as if the giant elephant that trampled the heavens and the earth was galloping, but suddenly crashed into a mountain that was tougher than him.

Peng He urged the boat to ride the wind, and instantly hit his head and broke the blood!

One moment it was actually majestic, crushing the big ship of everything, and the next moment it was strangely frozen in place.

At the same time, a big hole was directly broken by Yan Zhaoge on the hull.

With the big hole as the center, one after another terrifying rifts quickly spread in all directions, extending to all parts of the entire Wind Riding Sky Boat.

The Shenzhou giant ship that was walking above the nine heavens, facing Yan Zhaoge's terrifying power, was shattered at this moment.

The violent force was shocked, and the martial artists of Wutong Slope of Fengyi Mountain who were unconscious on the deck were shocked to death in ignorance!

Yuan Xiancheng and Lan Daoren, who had been meditating cross-legged and resisting the erosion of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This time the breath was chaotic, and it was difficult for them to resist, and they were suddenly confused and dizzy.

"King Yi" Peng He, who directly controlled the Chengfeng Tianzhou, also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he was already injured by Yan Zhaoge, and his injuries couldn't help but be more serious.

The influence of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation on him has also deepened.

Peng He felt at this moment that the star-like acupuncture points in his body, the changes in life and death all stopped at this moment.

The trajectory began to become monolithic.

This made him feel that his cultivation realm seemed to have fallen back to the Martial Saint Sevenfold.

Yan Zhaoge's figure flew up, boarded the big ship that was almost disintegrating, and came to Peng He.

Peng He's eyes were torn, and Yan Zhaoge's expression was indifferent: "Yi Yan Knife, Yi Wang Knife Technique, it seems that Your Excellency is the 'Yi King' Peng He?"

"Yan knows that Zhuang Zhaohui is your son-in-law, and he has always been friendly with you. ”

Yan Zhaoge said, raising his palm: "I'll send you down to accompany him now, but he has been gone for a while, and you may not be able to catch up." ”

As he spoke, he slapped Peng He's heavenly spirit cover.

Peng He practices martial arts, although he is heavy on offense and light on defense, which seems to be different from Wutongpo's consistent style, but he is also a four-virtue body in the nine-fold realm of martial arts, but his accumulation is not as strong as Zhang Shuren.

But under the erosion of the Jiuqu Yellow River Array, Peng He, who had cultivated to a great loss of strength at this moment, could no longer prevent Yan Zhaoge's strength.

"Yan Zhao ......"

A palm fell, and the roar stopped abruptly.

The warriors of Wutong Slope of Fengyi Mountain, on the immortal bridge, will get a chance to be reborn in Nirvana.

But after the consumption, only after ascending to the supreme realm of the world, will you get the next chance.

Unfortunately, "King Yi" Peng He has been reborn once in his previous life.

As a result, this Martial Saint Jiuzhong, a powerhouse in the late realm of Xianqiao, was beaten to death by Yan Zhaoge in this Nine Curved Yellow River Array.

Killing Peng He and feeling that the other party's breath of life was completely cut off, Yan Zhaoge ignored Yuan Xiancheng and Lan Dao on the boat, but looked down.

There, in the turbid waters of the Yellow River, suddenly golden light and fire shone together.

Then, Zhang Shuren barely rose from the river with the sun imprint.

Washed by the water of the Jiuqu Yellow River Array, his body became more and more unstable.

If Yan Zhaoge hadn't been busy dealing with Qingshuzi and Peng He, and hadn't put too much effort into the sun seal, Zhang Shuren wouldn't have been able to stand up at all.

And at this moment, Yan Zhaoge didn't care much, flew to the side of the sun seal, slapped his palm lightly, and flew towards Zhang Shuren on the other side.

But with this beat, the light of the sun seal became dazzling again, and the majestic and domineering power re-emerged.

The rolling golden sun set again, directly smashing Zhang Shuren below into the Yellow River again!

smashed the boat that rode the wind, killed Peng He, and sank Zhang Shuren again.

It's all just a matter of moments.

Qingshuzi, who had a broken arm, looked at the changing scene in front of him and gritted his teeth.

Although the junior brother Lan Dao was still there, Qingshuzi couldn't pay attention to it at the moment.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't!

It is said that the three Immortal Bridge Martial Saint powerhouses in the late stage have joined forces, but in this Nine Songs Yellow River Formation, for Yan Zhao Ge, they are not much different from the Martial Saint Eightfold.

Even, with the passage of time and the impact of injuries, it is almost like the Martial Saint Sevenfold.

Yan Zhao Ge faced the siege of the Martial Saint in the middle of Xianqiao and the Martial Saint in the early stage of Xianqiao, what would be the result, and now Peng He's death and the previous alliance of Haoling Mountain have been vividly displayed.

Qingshuzi connected the dots at his feet, quickly moved the void, and tried to distance himself from Yan Zhao Ge.

Under the Xulai Peak, his body is outstanding, and Qingshuzi is the best among his peers.

But under the double blow of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation and serious injuries, he could only watch Yan Zhaoge catch up.

Qingshuzi's face was pale and bloodless.

Seeing that he couldn't run Yan Zhaoge, let alone the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, he simply stopped.

"The Taoist chief is invited, Your Excellency's sleeves are really eye-opening. Yan Zhaoge walked step by step: "Today is in my Jiuqu Yellow River Array, your cultivation strength has been suppressed, and you can't show your strengths, but between you and me is a life-and-death fight, not a competition, Shu Yan doesn't care about the means." ”

Qingshuzi, who was silent most of the time, stared at Yan Zhaoge: "You, where did you come from?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "Eight Great Worlds, Guangcheng Mountain disciples, I thought you already knew. ”

"Heh......" Qingshuzi also smiled: "Have you ever thought about it, if you fall and die, who might die in your hands?" I thought a lot, but before today, I didn't think that it would die at your hands. ”

"However, as you said to Peng He earlier. Qingshuzi laughed and said, "Someone will send you down to accompany us, and Poor Dao is waiting for you below!"

With a loud shout, Qing Shuzi's only remaining hand, the sleeves of his robe were stretched out, and he threw it at Yan Zhaoge.

Halfway through the sleeves of his robe, a black shadow suddenly appeared in it, and at first glance it seemed as if his sleeves had suddenly lengthened.

It turned out to be a long black whip.

Knowing that Yan Zhaoge's dark green bamboo cane could restrain the holy soldiers, Qingshuzi had not used weapons before.

But at this moment of fighting, how can you care so much?

Yan Zhaoge's face did not change, the dark green bamboo cane fell, and the long dragon-like jet-black whip suddenly turned into a dead snake.

Qing Shuzi took this opportunity to directly let go of his holy soldier, and then spread the sleeves of his robe and once again showed his sleeves.

Yan Zhaoge didn't dodge this time, he stood motionless in place, and let Qing Shuzi's sleeve take care of him.

In the distortion of time and space, his figure instantly became smaller, and he was sucked into the sleeve of his robe by Qingshuzi.

Qingshuzi did not show joy.

Because the Jiuqu Yellow River Array in front of you is still in non-stop operation!

Sure enough, the next moment, the sleeves of his robe began to bulge non-stop.

On the surface of the sleeves of the robe, a bulge rises from time to time, as if something is rushing around inside.

Qingshuzi suppressed it with all his might, but under the dual influence of the formation and injuries, he became more and more powerless.

Finally, there was a loud bang!

Qingshuzi's robe sleeve exploded directly, turned into pieces of cloth, and flew all over the sky.

The terrifying sword light kept lit up.

Qingshuzi's only remaining arm was covered with blood and bruises.

"Maybe I'm sending more people down to accompany you first?" Yan Zhaoge's voice sounded again, coming from behind Qing Shuzi.

The terrifying blade of the sword, point on the temple of Qingshuzi, and then pierce in!