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Infinite coldness arose within Old Granduncle Wei's heart.
The higher one's cultivation base was, the more clearly they could feel how terrifying Yan Zhaoge was.
With his Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster cultivation base, he had actually been unable to clearly see Yan Zhaoge's movements in grabbing Wei Yunsheng earlier.
Only when Yan Zhaoge had regained his footing and opened his mouth to speak did he discover that Yan Zhaoge had already arrived right before his eyes in an instant.
The other party had killed someone while talking and laughing. Old Granduncle Wei had already acted immediately to save him, yet could only helplessly watch as Wei Yunsheng's neck was snapped by Yan Zhaoge in the end.
This caused Old Man Wei's entire body to feel a chill.
He was certain that the Yan Zhaoge before him was not much different from his appearance. However, after confirming this, he was even more shocked as he even felt the urge to turn tail and run.
Looking at Old Man Wei, Yan Zhaoge chuckled, "Since I have specially come here to wait for you, you can forget about leaving."
Old Man Wei's anger surged upwards as he simultaneously struck out with his palms, the Heavenly Descending Cloud Palm being pushed to the maximum. The clouds in the sky billowed as they transformed into boundless, frenzied tides that struck towards Yan Zhaoge.
Above Old Man Wei's body, a massive figure appeared. It was his true martial avatar, the Heavenly Descending Cloud Avatar.
It seemed to be formed of numerous clouds, possessing vast, vigorous power and ethereal agility as it displayed the essence of the Heavenly Descending Cloud Palm to the point of perfection.
Yan Zhaoge just smiled nonchalantly, pushing out with his palm once more as he struck out with the Heavenly Broad Creed Palm, the momentum of his palm seemingly enveloping the entire sky.
However majestic and mighty the sea of clouds by the horizon was, it was still concealed by the sky at the end of the day.
Accompanied by Yan Zhaoge's palm, the heavens and the earth seemed to overturn alongside it as that roiling sea of clouds instantly shattered!
Old Man Wei grit his teeth, roaring in a low tone as numerous runes flickered within his pupils.
As they flickered, streams of light flickered in the air above Labour Wind City, intersecting as they quickly formed a massive formation.
The power of the formation descended, wanting to bolster Old Man Wei's body as the Heavenly Descending Cloud Avatar that had almost been crushed by Yan Zhaoge's palm regained a stable momentum.
If someone had told Old Fart Wei that he was fighting with a young man who was not even 30 years old, not only was he unable to defeat his opponent, he even had to rely on the Guardian Array to protect his life, Old Fart Wei would definitely spit on his face.
But now, he was only worried about one thing, and that was that his formation was not strong enough!
At the same time, he activated the Clan's Great Protective Array, a bracelet on Old Fart Wei's wrist lit up with radiance, and streams of Spiritual Qi were added to his body.
With the support of the high grade spirit weapon, Old Fart Wei felt that not only did his strength temporarily increase, he could even control the defensive array more smoothly.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge's palm did not cease in its momentum, still descending as though the sky itself was collapsing.
With regards to Old Fart Wei's actions, he acted as though he did not see anything, and only took a step forward.
Yan Zhaoge didn't seem to have done anything. Just a simple step forward, yet the space beneath his feet seemed to have undergone a transformation.
The grand formation that enveloped Labour Wind City actually slowed down for a moment as it circulated.
Numerous spirit patterns lit up on the ground. At this moment, they resembled numerous long snakes as their tails were simultaneously stepped on by Yan Zhaoge.
Smiling, Yan Zhaoge took another step forward, directly arriving before Old Fart Wei.
The palm that was raised high in the air also came crashing down at this moment!
High-grade spirit artifact, shattered!
Heavenly Descending Cloud Avatar, shattered!
Old Fart Wei despaired as he looked at that palm which resembled the sky itself obscuring his vision and unceasingly descending. He wanted to struggle and resist, yet discovered that he was actually unable to move his body at all.
"All of you, stop!" A roar suddenly resounded, coming from the distant horizon and instantly arriving before them!
That voice shook the entire Labour Wind City, seemingly causing it to shake for a moment. Everyone within the city felt dizzy as they swayed left and right.
The expressions of Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu, Zhang Qiansong and the others all turned slightly solemn, "Martial Saint!"
All-encompassing flames blazed from the horizon, instantly enveloping half the sky before pressuring down towards Labour Wind City.
The flames were green, brutal and brutal as they pierced through the sky, causing everyone within Labour Wind City to feel restless, as though they were about to combust and be reduced to ashes.
Then, a speck of white light blossomed amidst the boundless green sea of flames, shooting speedily towards Yan Zhaoge!
The white light expanded amidst space, resembling a white crane spreading its wings as it swept along streams of green fire, descending together.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "This should be the Stone Fire Art of the Five Fire True Art and the White Crane Treasured Spear of the Seven Fowl Treasured Spear? Indeed of the Grand Xuan royal lineage, just that it looks incomplete? It is no wonder. You can be considered a distant relative. "
As he said thus, Yan Zhaoge still struck towards Old Fart Wei with one palm, his other hand clenched into a fist.
Yan Zhaoge clenched his fist before punching out towards the white light stabbing towards him from within the sky.
As he punched out, he executed the Northern Ocean Divine Spear, incorporating spear arts into his fist as his fist was like the tip of a great spear!
A great black sea seemed to appear in the air above Labour Wind City. Amidst the rising and falling tides, a massive fish leapt up, transforming into a great roc as it shot straight into the nine heavens!
Fist against fist, spear against spear, the forces of both sides clashed in mid-air. Just the aftershocks alone were enough to bring Labour Wind City's guardian grand formation to the brink of shattering.
Meanwhile, Yan Zhaoge's Heavenly Broad Creed Palm did not cease at all as he shattered Old Fart Wei's great head of six suns right in front of his opponent's face!
The green sea of flames within the sky mightily exploded, a figure walking out from within.
That was a middle-aged man in golden armour, his features authoritative as his entire body reeked of blood, possessing a brutal aura that intimidated one's very soul.
Just coming into contact with such an aura, ordinary martial practitioners with weak wills would be scared out of their wits, losing their will to fight as they would wish for nothing more than to surrender and beg for mercy.
"It's General Yang! Phoenix Bearing General Yang Zhaozhen! "Those of Labour Wind City who recognised this middle-aged general could not help but exclaim in shock.
The other party was the valiant general of the Grand Qin who had always guarded the Phoenix Bearing Region. He had a brutal personality as he had killed countless people. Before the large-scale rebellion against the Xuan had begun, he had already claimed countless lives. After the rebellion had erupted, the number of anti-Xuan martial practitioners who had been personally slain by him was even more innumerable.
It was just that the flames of fury were clearly flickering within this General Yang's eyes at this moment.
His face which had originally already been illuminated by the fiery light appeared even more brutal.
Having been slain by Yan Zhaoge right in front of him, his attack having still been blocked by Yan Zhaoge, Yang Zhaozhen instantly felt like he had lost all face.
After slaying Old Fart Wei with a single palm, Yan Zhaoge nonchalantly retracted his palm, meeting Yang Zhaozhen's gaze calmly, "Oh, you've come personally? Is it to use us as bait after capturing us, ambushing and capturing even more Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioners? "
Yang Zhaozhen gazed at Yan Zhaoge, "If you are not a descendant of the Dim Darkness Sect, who is your Master?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Is this very important? Anyway, this person of the Dim Darkness Sect is under my protection. "
Yang Zhaozhen said coldly, "It is indeed not important. All traitors must be slain!"
Saying thus, Yang Zhaozhen's figure shifted, white light appearing once more as it swept along numerous layers of green fire, obscuring the heavens and covering the earth as it descended towards Yan Zhaoge! (To be continued.)
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