History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 76. Chapter 76 76. Soldiers approach the city!

The horrible golden knife light, like a big sun slanting westward, smashed to Yan Zhaoge!

But another terrifying sword aura that slashed the emptiness and emptied the emptiness, swirling the wind and clouds in all directions, slashed out obliquely, blocking the golden sword light.

Yan Zhaoge didn’t look at the top of his head, entered the guardian formation, and ran directly to Zhao Shicheng, the lord of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

After the Great Ruin, the Tianyuan Countercurrent Art that was declared lost in the Eight Great Worlds was unfolded by Yanzhao Ge.

The method of vortexing and countercurrent was urged to the extreme by Yanzhao Ge, and his whole body was like a dragon’s qi.

At this time, it was not like when he was practicing before, guiding the black misty chaotic spirit into the body.

Instead, Yan Zhaoge slashed out with a palm, as if swinging a big knife, slashing towards the black air column that led Zhao Shicheng!

A knife fell, and the black air column suddenly twisted violently!

It’s like a big snake that is really alive. It was slashed and twisted its thick body in pain.

Where the blade fell, the black air column was obviously thinner, as if a big gap had been cut!

“How did you do it?” Everyone in Dongtang State had a horrible expression on their faces.

Yan Zhaoge didn’t have time to be polite with them, his palms were like a knife, and he slashed to the same position for several consecutive palms!

The black air column shook sharply and broke!

One part quickly retracted into the abyss, while the other part poured back into Zhao Shicheng’s body.

Zhao Shicheng’s body shook again, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, but without the black energy traction, everyone could finally take him out of Zhenlongyuan.

Although the warriors of the Eastern Tang Dynasty were shocked by Yan Zhaoge’s performance, they knew that it was not time for nonsense, and quickly helped Zhao Shicheng to withdraw from Zhenlongyuan.

The storm above the head became more intense, the saint sect warrior of the sun began to try to break down, and the warrior of Guangchengshan kept blocking.

Jun Dongsheng started to be less and less dreadful.

A few slashes of the Burning Heaven Sword to the west, it was as if to destroy the entire town of Longyuan together, burying everyone here.

Elder Qin, who had a fiery temperament, was calm and calm at this time, not asking for merit but for nothing.

He took the Dongshengjun offensive one by one carefully and ensured that Yan Zhaoge, Zhao Shicheng and others were evacuated.

Yan Zhaoge escorted Zhao Shicheng away along with the warriors of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

Today, the situation is still extremely unfavorable to him and Guangcheng Mountain. Zhao Shicheng is seriously injured. Even if he is rescued from Zhenlongyuan, can he still cope with this huge change now?

“Huh? It’s not right, what does this smell like?”

As he walked, Yan Zhaoge frowned suddenly, came to Zhao Shicheng’s side, and sniffed carefully.

“Fuck! The pollen of Bailing Ghost Grass?” Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes: “Usually it is colorless and tasteless. Only when you touch Zhenlongyuan’s chaotic aura will you smell it.”

The Dongtang warriors next to him all looked at Yan Zhaoge in surprise and at a loss.

Yan Zhaoge squeezed his forehead: “Cangmang Mountain, as expected, he also intervened.”

The Eastern Tang Kingdom relies on the tradition of refining alchemy and medicine. The Lord of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Zhao Shicheng, himself is the top three alchemy masters in the Eastern Tang dynasty.

Even he didn’t notice the abnormality in himself, and it’s no wonder that other Eastern Tang Dynasty warriors didn’t know it.

Among the several holy places, the alchemy of Cangmang Mountain is weak, and the lark ghost grass is never produced in the mountains.

“Zhao Hao…” Yan Zhaoge squinted his eyes. With such unpopular pharmacological knowledge, only this person besides himself knows the Dongtang ground.

Across the distance, with Zhao Hao’s current cultivation base, naturally he couldn’t smell it.

But he can instruct the great master of Cangmang Mountain to follow the smell.

If the other party really has a great master, the speed will be faster than that of his own group.

When the whereabouts are exposed, it is impossible to run simply by running.

“Ahu, grab a fast monster and live it!” Yan Zhaoge gave an order, and Ahu immediately executed it without asking why.

Yan Zhaoge didn’t care about being polite and rude at this time, and directly stripped Zhao Shicheng’s robe, put a bundle on the monster that Ahu had caught, and then released the monster.

“Can’t stop, keep moving.” Yan Zhaoge said: “After peeling off his robe, Zhao Shibo still has the scent of lark ghost grass pollen.”

“It’s exposed when you stop.”

The group of people continued to move forward, but at this moment the shock in Zhenlongyuan became more and more obvious, as if the sky was falling apart.

“Your Majesty’s situation is getting worse!”

As he was walking, a Dongtang warrior said in a deep voice.

Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly, stepped forward to check, and saw that Zhao Shicheng’s face turned black and the green and red anger kept interlacing.

This is that although he is in a coma, the profound arts in his body operate on its own, resisting the evil energy that invades into the body.

The two sides confronted and entangled, and were affected by external shocks, so that there was a danger of confusion.

At this time, he continued to move with him, but accelerated him to death.

There are innate masters and martial artists of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, who use their own qi as their protection, but in the current environment of Zhenlongyuan, which seems to be the end of the world, it is difficult to protect well.

Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath: “Since you can’t continue to move, let’s compete with the opponent for time.”

“Let go of Shibo Zhao and I will help him heal his injuries.”

Because of the previous magical performance of Yanzhaoge and the relationship between the Yan family and Zhao Shicheng, in this case, the warriors of the Eastern Tang Dynasty chose to trust Yanzhaoge.

A strong man in the realm of innate masters immediately stepped forward to assist.

Yan Zhaoge put his palms on Zhao Shicheng’s chest with one hand, and his vest with the other hand, and began to run the Tianyuan Countercurrent Art to help Zhao Shicheng clear away the evil spirits in his body.

Ahu and the others stayed close to Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng.

At this moment, Ahu’s face was serious, and he looked at Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng’s eyes, which was implicitly worried.

Fortunately, as time went by, Zhao Shicheng’s situation gradually stabilized, and everyone was happy when they saw it.

However, the formation maintained with Zhao Shicheng as the core became more unstable at this time.

Obviously, the situation in Jingyang City is not optimistic.

At this moment, Ahu and the others frowned, and the black mist broke through in the distance, and a group of warriors appeared.

Everyone who came here was dressed in black, dressed as a warrior in the vast mountains.

The person in the lead was an innate grandmaster, beside him, standing a young man, it was Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao glanced at Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng, his eyes deep: “Can you smell the pollen of the lark ghost grass?”

“Fortunately, after the distance gets closer, the Xiantian Grandmaster can barely smell it, otherwise it will really fall into your golden cicada’s plan to get rid of the shell.”

The Congenital Grandmaster of the Cangmang Mountain said indifferently: “The Lord Zhao is not simply injured at this moment, but the evil spirit in Zhenlongyuan.”

“If there is no cure, it will kill Zhao Guozhu’s life.”

“In this case, it’s better not to make a move by the Grandmaster Martial Artist. The great master of the main school, Elder He, will arrive in an instant, and it is the right thing to let him help Zhao Guozhu to heal his injuries.”

He took a step forward: “Saving people is like fighting a fire, sooner rather than later, just hand them to us.”

Zhao Hao didn’t look at Yan Zhaoge and Ahu, but stared at the other Eastern Tang Dynasty warriors: “It delayed the treatment time, or on the contrary killed the father’s life.”

“Which one of you can afford this responsibility?”