The Song of Yan and Zhao raised its eyes to look, only to see that one-eyed old man treading on empty space, walking back and forth among the mountains.

  Looking down at the direction, his gaze turned around in a circle and finally fell on Yan Zhao Ge: "As expected, you've come. This time, let's see where you'll run to?"

  "Song of Yan Zhao, you have a big dog's gall."

  "Firstly, you harbored my Holy Sect's traitors and deserters, now you even dare to kill my Holy Sect's disciples."

  "You must give Xiao Sheng his life back!"

  Under the gaze of the other party, Yan Zhao Ge's whole body felt hot and dry, as if his internal organs were on fire, as if his entire body was about to spontaneously combust.

  Yanzhao Ge's expression didn't change: "Your meaning is that I should obediently stretch out my neck and let Xiao Sheng kill me, right?"

  "Xiao Sheng wants to kill me, I'll just kill him, it's that simple."

  The old man with one eye raised his eyebrows and revealed a fierce glint in his eyes.

  Looking at his expression, it's as if the person in front of him, if not a Yan Zhao Ge from Guang Cheng Mountain, would be honored to die at the hands of a Da Ri Xiang Gong disciple even if they were just a small sect warrior.

  The other party gazed coldly at Yan Zhao Ge: "Oh?"

  "Now I'll kill you too, let's see how you can handle it, can't even kill an old man like me?"

  Yanzhao smiled but did not speak.

  Then a voice came from behind: "You can't kill him."

  A mighty aura emerged amidst the turbulent clouds.

  A figure floats in mid-air and moves forward, still far apart when he first opens his mouth to speak, but before the words have fallen, the person has already arrived nearby.

  But it was an old man with a gaunt and aged appearance, carrying his hands behind his back, walking at a moderate pace.

  Yanzhao Song smiled and said: "Elder, thank you for your trouble."

  The thin old man waved his hand: "It doesn't matter."

  He came before the one-eyed old man and said faintly: "I also want to see how you will kill my disciple Guang Cheng in front of me."

  At the sight of this thin old man appearing, Xu Chuan immediately let out a sigh of relief: "The strong supporter of our sect has also arrived."

  "Yan Shao indeed would not take unnecessary risks, all his actions were well thought out."

  The Great Sage has strong backing and sets foot in Eastern Tang State.

  Guang Chengshan naturally would not sit idly by after receiving news that Xiang Sheng had been killed by Yan Zhao Ge.

  But both sides also need some time to react.

  Compared to this, although Dong Tang is remote, it's still within the realm of Tianyu, and with the support of the strong cultivators from Guang Cheng Mountain, it will be easier.

  But now both sides are fighting on the battlefield, with interlocking teeth and claws, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

  How to accurately judge the other's movement and determine their position depends on each side's forces in Dongtang.

  From this perspective, Zhao Yuan's encounter with danger and the ambush of the Yan-Jao song are at least partly due to Yan Xu's responsibility for being inefficient in handling affairs and unclear in investigating the enemy.

  Xu Chuan felt a slight chill in his heart: "Was Yan Xu really intentional?"

  "He's gone mad! Even if he claims it was just a mistake, he still has to take some responsibility!"

  But what made Xu Chuantong breathe a sigh of relief was that Yan Zhao Ge had indeed been prepared, and he followed the adventure, betting on it.

  The Great Sun Saint Sect's elder looked at the Grand Master of Guang Cheng Mountain and said coldly, "Our realms are similar, can you protect him?"

  As he spoke, his palm lifted, and the golden sunlight in the sky was all gathered together, condensed into a ball, and converged on his palm.

  Then came a palm slap, as if holding up a sun and slamming it down!

  He was even more powerful than the Grandmaster of the Taiyi Sect in Lingfeng Valley when he used his Zhongtian Divine Palm!

  Zhao Yuan and others present were all tense with anxiety.

  As the one-eyed old man said, the two sides of the fight are evenly matched, one side wants to kill and the other side wants to protect.

  Protecting one side, being in an absolutely disadvantageous position, the initiative is entirely in the hands of the enemy.

  Even if one's heart is set on protecting others, they may become careless and reveal their own weaknesses, allowing the enemy to take advantage of them and ultimately harm themselves.

  When the time comes, both the protector and the protected will become fish on the chopping board of their opponents, and can only swallow their anger on the spot.

  That thin old man was calm and composed, unhurried and unruffled: "Since I have appeared here, I am confident that with my own strength, I can keep the disciples of our sect safe."

  "It's too much if I say more, but if it were just you, then it wouldn't be a big deal."

  As he spoke, the thin old man's palms parted, and a pale golden light appeared on his palm.

  Darkness envelops the land, a golden glow weaves across the horizon, as if transformed into golden ropes that bind heaven and earth.

  The Great Sun Holy Sect's Elder Zhongtian's palm fell, surrounded by those golden ropes.

  The most violent and fierce palm strength was also constantly ground down by the softest and toughest force, making it difficult to break free.

  "What's with the golden palm?" The old man with one eye raised his eyebrows suddenly.

  The martial art displayed by the opponent is indeed the authentic transmission of Guang Cheng Mountain, one of the Taishang Bajie - the Huángjīnzhǎng.

  Yanzhao Song watched from the side and nodded, thinking: "Almost perfect."

  This martial art was previously in the Dragon Spring, and the Yan Zhao song also saw Kong Lao's display, even more mysterious and unpredictable, but that's mainly because Kong Lao's own cultivation realm is higher.

  As for the skill of playing the pipa, the thin and frail old man in front of him can be considered top-notch in this realm.

  The withered old man displayed the Golden Palm's remaining power, his body suddenly flashing like a clear breeze, ethereal and far-reaching, swift and agile.

  This is another ultimate technique in Tai Shang Bag Jing, Wind and Fire Two Calamities.

  Fire Tribulation unleashes its power, Wind Tribulation transforms the body.

  The withered old man has sealed off all possible escape routes for his opponent at this moment.

  The old master of the Great Sun Holy Sect was furious.

  His opponent is equally matched in strength, but his fighting style is extremely flexible, making it difficult for him to exert his power.

  It's hard for the frail old man to win, but he can't break through his opponent's defense either.

  Not to mention winning, even thinking about dealing with Yan Zhao Ge and others, for a while, could only stare blankly.

  "Zhao Ge, you all leave this place first." The thin old man said calmly while dismantling his opponent's attack.

  Yanzhao Ge and others immediately retreated, the two great masters let go of their hands and feet and fought a big battle, just the ripples could sweep away and destroy the surrounding area.

  But just as they hadn't gone far, a loud and fierce voice suddenly rang out, deafening: "You can't go!"

  At the sound of this voice, Yan Zhao's eyebrows suddenly raised.

  "Ghost Axe Old Man, Han Sheng!"

  "How dare he stick his head out in this situation?"

  A white-haired old man with a long beard suddenly appeared amidst the swirling black fog.

  A body of terrifying aura, in no way inferior to the two great masters who were currently exchanging blows on the scene.

  It was Han Sheng, the ghostly axe old man who had a few points of connection with Ye Jing, who suddenly appeared in the Dragon Abyss at that time.

  Ghost Axe Old Man Han Sheng appeared, his eyes also fell on Yan Zhao Ge.

  The Yan Zhao song looked away, only to see that in the eyes of the other party, apart from ferocity, there was a bit more greed and inquiry.

  "He wants something from me." Yan Zhao Ge's mind was racing with thoughts, and in an instant, a guess emerged.

  Without waiting for a moment, Han Sheng let out a loud roar, stretched out his palm, and a dark energy condensed into a massive hand that covered the sky and sun, swooping down towards Yan Zhao Ge.

  The withered old man's eyebrows furrowed instantly, and he unfolded the Wind and Fire Two Calamities. His body shifted, and he blocked Han Sheng in front of him.

  He stretched out his golden palms and instantly swept Han Sheng in as well.

  But while gaining one thing, they lost another, and on the other side, the pressure on the Great Saint Ruler of the Day suddenly eased greatly.

  The Great Sun rises across the sky with its majestic body, forcibly breaking through the interception of the old man's Golden Palm, and rushes towards the Yan Zhao Song!

  Xu Chuan's heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale as he looked at Yan Zhao Ge.

  "Yan Shao, you must tell me, was this also within your expectations?!"