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  Faint sword light, winding and twisting, as if completely merged with the dark magical domain, indistinguishable from each other.

  The sword light itself seemed to have life, like a poisonous snake, silently and quietly stabbing towards the back of Yan Zhao's head.

  Yanzhao Ge's sidekick, Panpan, being a heteromorphic beast, had a stronger sense of danger than human warriors, but at this moment, he didn't notice the sword light approaching at all.

  Yanzhao song carries many spiritual soldiers with him, without mentioning flying thunder knives and purple gold thunder swords.

  Always carrying the Yan Zhao song, with a heart that understands, the most handy spiritual sword Bi Long, and the medium-grade spiritual soldier You Hui Bo Guang Dao, both of which have strong spirituality, did not detect this sword.

  A silent and stealthy yet extremely terrifying sword strike!

  A great master of a strong sect, for the masters of the sect, there is already a huge gap in strength between each other.

  And if this grandmaster, with a focused mind and without any slight disdain, can put aside his pride and patiently lie in wait to launch a surprise attack on a master martial artist.

  This martial arts master, ninety-nine out of a hundred, will inevitably meet his demise!

  Yanzhao's song is far superior to that of an ordinary Xiantian cultivator, but at this moment, danger is approaching and he has only a vague sense of awareness.

  But at the same time as he sensed it, a chill ran down the back of his head, and a slight stinging sensation occurred. The opponent's sword light was already within inches!

  At this time, Yan Zhao Ge has been in the Eight Extremes Great World since his arrival until now, and he asked himself which moment was closest to death!

  Before that, whether it was Pan Bote of the Taiyi Holy Cult, Muguang Jun and others, or Gui Fu Lao Ren Han Sheng, Chiling Qi Zhu and others.

  Everyone's cultivation is higher than this sneak attacker now.

  But whether it was a well-planned scheme or not a direct confrontation, the Yan Zhao song seems to be dangerous but is actually as stable as a mountain.

  Only this time, Yan Zhao Song could clearly feel that a layer of death's shadow was gradually shrouding his heart.

  His sword speed was not particularly fast, and his strength was not particularly strong. But it was really too stealthy.

  By the time Yan Zhao Ge discovered it, the sword tip was almost pressed against his skin.

  Even if Yan Zhao's song was fast, it was already too late to dodge.

  Although there is Chongshan Cui's defensive spiritual soldier on his body, at this moment the spiritual soldier itself was stimulated and tried to defend. It also had to be slightly slower in time.

  This line alone is the boundary between life and death!

  Even if Chongshan's armor rises, people have already taken a step forward and been struck by the sword!

  At the critical moment of life and death, the swallow's song is startled but not chaotic.

  All unnecessary cluttered thoughts have disappeared completely.

  The spirit of Yan Zhao's song is highly concentrated. Only one thought remains on the spiritual platform, accelerating at full speed!

  The Eye of the Thunder Emperor!

  Almost at the same time as the sword light was about to hit him, Yan Zhao's right eye suddenly felt a severe stabbing pain!

  A purple light halo radiated from the right eye of Yan Zhao Ge.

  A large amount of thunder and lightning energy, instantly spreading all over Yan Zhao's body.

  Stimulate every single pore on his body!

  Every single bone!

  Every single meridian!

  Every piece of flesh and blood!

  In an instant, Yan Zhao Ge burst out with a speed that far exceeded his normal level, his body flashing forward like lightning!

  One step forward, the sword light behind him sneaked up, fell empty!

  Even so, the back of Yan Zhao's head was still visible. The broken and scattered hair floated in mid-air, and a small blood stain had even seeped out onto his skin.

  That great master's sword fell empty after one strike, but he didn't give up. He immediately added strength and closely followed behind Yan Zhao Ge, his long sword stabbing at Yan Zhao Ge once again!

  But after dodging the most ferocious and hidden first sword ambush, Yan Zhao's song has stabilized its footing.

  The whole body's aura transformed into icy coldness, and the "Ding Hai Ling Quan" (Calming Sea Spirit Fist) was unleashed.

  The whole person is like a spirit turtle hiding in the depths of the universe, all things return to the abyss. Hidden within, no trace can be seen.

  Even the great master's spirit was slightly dazed for a moment, feeling as if the Yan Zhao song had completely disappeared in front of him.

  He concentrated his mind. Re-locking the location of the Swallow Song, the long sword continued to thrust out.

  But at this moment, Yan Zhao's body flashed with two colors of red and yellow light, like a towering mountain-like armor that appeared to block the opponent's sword.

  One breath makes energy, two and it declines, three and it is exhausted.

  The grandmaster's sword edge was already at its strongest. At this time, it was impossible to break through the defense of Chongshan armor.

  Yanzhao song's right eye flashed with lightning again, his feet stomped the ground, and his whole body spun around, counterattacking with a backhand slap to the opponent's skull!

  The previously icy aura that had been condensed to the extreme suddenly turned scorching hot, bursting forth with a terrifying power that was like a volcanic eruption!

  The strength of Yan Zhao's song exceeded expectations, leaving the opponent somewhat caught off guard.

  Underestimated as much as possible before taking action, but unexpectedly, it still turned out to be an underestimation of the Yan Zhao song.

  The Sneak Attacker's swordsmanship has grown old, but Yan Zhao Ge's speed and explosive power are too strong, instantly closing in on him.

  But the incoming person was a strong master of the Great Sect, without any hesitation, and also slapped Yan Zhao Song's head with a palm!

  With a majestic and powerful gesture, he summoned the surrounding rolling demonic energy to gather together, increasing his power even more, as if the Demon King had descended upon the world.

  Even with a strong momentum and the cultivation of the Yan Zhao song, there is still an instant where the breath is not smooth!

  But the sneak attacker suddenly woke up and was met with Yan Zhao Ge's icy gaze, only to see the purple lightning in his right eye becoming increasingly piercing.

  The great master hesitated for a moment.

  In such a fierce battle, such hesitation is undoubtedly a fatal taboo, especially the Yan Zhao song is not an ordinary master of martial arts.

  The sneak attacker hesitated for a moment and finally chose to retreat without making another move!

  But under this elimination, the momentum of Yan Zhao's song is even more violent!

  His palm edge swept over the enemy's shoulder, and the purple-red lotus fire exploded with the enemy's clothes as fuel, turning into a real flame that burned fiercely.

  The Grandmaster remained silent and continued to retreat, carrying the still-burning purple-red fire on his shoulders, without looking back, he disappeared into the darkness once again.

  Yanzhao Song's right eye flashed with a faint lightning, silent and unspoken, his spiritual awareness raised to the highest level, carefully guarding against everything around him, preventing his opponent from launching another attack.

  The two sides clashed, in a flash of lightning.

  In the blink of an eye, it is a life-and-death struggle.

  Until the great master retreated, Fanfan on the side finally roared out loud, staring tightly in the direction of his retreat.

  The Swallow and Sparrow stopped their fight, stood back to back, quietly on guard for a moment, and only after making sure the other had thoroughly left did they stop their fists.

  "What kind of person is he?" The image of the other party flashed in Yan Zhao's mind.

  His entire body was shrouded in a black robe, and a black cloak covered him up.

  Not only was he wearing a wind hat on his head, but also a pitch-black mask on his face, making it difficult to distinguish his features.

  Only through the two holes on the mask, a pair of dark yellow eyeballs were exposed, flashing with a mournful red light, showing that this was a fallen devil.

  "Conceal one's identity? Someone I know?" Yan Zhao Ge furrowed his brow: "But it's meaningless, just a demonic obsession lurking in the heart, growing stronger. If it doesn't combine with the demonic energy inside and out, completely falling into darkness, then so be it."

  "Total demonization is irreversible. Once the inner demonic thoughts and external demonic energy combine, completing the demonization, there's no possibility of continuing to lurk in hiding. Your identity is equivalent to self-exposure, what's the point of still trying to cover it up?"