Not to mention Zhao Zhou Yan's family members, even the black-clad warriors of the Tianzhongzhou Yan family who followed Yan and Zhao Song here looked shocked.

  When a disciple of Tian Lei Temple engages in combat with others, if the outcome is decided within a few moves, the winner is often a warrior from Tian Lei Temple.

  The longer the delay, the lower the chances of victory for the Tianlei Temple warriors. Victory would be swift, but defeat would come at the hands of others, usually after a long and bitter struggle.

  If it weren't for the opponent's boundary suppressing him, like today, a Tianlei Temple warrior being quickly defeated by an enemy of the same boundary would be something that hasn't been seen in the Eight Extremities' great world for how long?

  Yanzhao Ge stood still on the spot, Yan Shuang's broken right arm finally fell from mid-air.

  His broken right hand still tightly grasped the Zi Jin Lei Sword, and the Zi Jin Lei Sword was extremely spiritual, actively pulling Yan Flash's severed arm towards him.

  But just as the Purple Gold Thunder Sword moved, Yan Zhao Ge's Spirit Sword Bi Long caught up to it. A flash of green light and the Purple Gold Thunder Sword was pinned down.

  Under the shock of the violent energy, Yan's hand with the broken arm naturally opened its five fingers and released the hilt of the sword.

  Swallow flashed angrily at Yan Zhao Ge: "You..."

  Yanzhao Song calmly and naturally used his spiritual sword, Bì Lóng, to bind the Zi Jin Lei Jian.

  Under Yan's severe injury, his mental strength cannot be concentrated, and the communication with the Violet Gold Thunder Sword is not smooth. The Violet Gold Thunder Sword wants to make trouble, but it is easily suppressed by the Lingjian Bìlóng.

  Yanzhao Song calmly said: "You're lucky, remember to thank Lin Zhou and his son on your way back."

  Swallow Flash heard this and couldn't help but be shocked.

  Yanzhao song ignored him and put away the Zi Jin Lei sword, turned around and walked towards Yun Zhen Ling Hua, waving at Ah Hu.

  Ah Hu let out a loud laugh and together with other black-clad warriors, walked towards Yan Min and the others.

  Yan Min and others turned pale, only then remembering the words Yan Zhao Ge had said before. Wanting to struggle and resist, how could they be a match for Ah Hu and his men?

  Ignoring Zhao Zhou's family wailing and Yan Hua's face turning pale, Yan Zhao Ge continued to pick the Cloud Array Spirit Flowers by herself.

  Leaving behind a trail of blood, Yan Shuang and others fled in disarray.

  The old man who was protecting Yan Min said suddenly before leaving, regardless of Yan's embarrassed expression: "Lei Meng Gongzi is also in this Dongle Snow Mountain!"

  Yanzhao Ge heard this and remained calm and composed, leaving the old man slightly disappointed.

  Ah Hu returned to Yan Zhao Ge's side.

  "Prince, when Yan Fei just made his move, he clearly had a strong intention to kill you..."

  Yanzhao Ge carefully picked up the Ling flower and said, "Let him go back, he still has some use, take that broken arm of his with him?"

  "A Hu replied: 'Take him away. If treated promptly, there's still a chance to recover, but as a martial artist, his right hand will be of little use again.'"

  Yanzhao Song said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, he's practicing swordplay, his right hand is no good, but there's still a chance to practice with his left hand."

  Ah Hu scratched his head: "Young Master?"

  "I was cultivating in Yunzhao Mountain, and you received the message as usual and reported it to me." Yan Zhao Ge's eyes slightly condensed: "Do you still remember if there were any notable messages about the Heavenly Thunder Temple?"

  Ah Hu woke up: "Young Master, you just mentioned Lin Zhou and his son..."

  Lin Zhou, is another young genius of Tian Lei Temple, who was once a rival of Yan Shuang, and together they were known as the Electric Flash and Thunder.

  At the same time, he came from a noble background, his father being one of the high-ranking and powerful elders of the Heavenly Thunder Temple.

  Three years ago at the Tongtian Conference, Linzhou and Yan Zhao Ge were together known as one of the Four Young Masters of the world, with the alias "Thunderbolt Young Master".

  Unlike Xu Fei, Lu Wen and Yan Zhao Ge of Guangmou Mountain, or Tang Yonghui, Xiao Sheng and Chong Yuanlong of Dari Sacred Sect, who were basically the only ones in their respective age groups.

  Lin Zhou and Yan Shan are truly peers, the two have been fighting since their youth for over a decade until now.

  They each stood on top of their respective peaks, and were also the two great elders standing in front of the Heavenly Thunder Temple, who were also rivals.

  Just like Huang Xu, the master of Taiyi Holy Religion, and Pu Zhao Jun in the past, as well as Fang Zhun and Yan Di nowadays.

  Lin Zhou's father and Yan Shuang's master have also been competing for the position of the next head of the Tian Lei Temple.

  Yanzhao Song nodded: "Lin Zhou's family is at a disadvantage in the competition, and the inferiority is obvious. If nothing unexpected happens, it is likely that Yan Shuang's master will win, and the outcome will be clear soon."

  "If so, Yan Flash is courting death, I don't mind helping him achieve it."

  "In this way, the young generation of Tianlei Temple, Lin Zhou doesn't say thoroughly monopolize the limelight, but under Yan Shanshi's door, it will be difficult to bring out a junior disciple who can compete with Lin Zhou in a short period of time."

  "Although it's limited in its effect, at least it adds some weight to Lin Zhou's family old man, so he won't lose so easily."

  The more intense the internal strife in Tianlei Temple is, the better it will be for Guang Cheng Mountain.

  Ah Hu nodded thoughtfully: "But recently, the internal competitive situation in the Heavenly Thunder Temple seems to have changed suddenly."

  "Lin Zhou's father, consecutively came up with several clever moves, and actually gradually turned the tide of the situation, his right to speak and influence in Tian Lei Temple rose sharply, even having a come-from-behind momentum."

  "Lei Meng Gongzi Lin Zhou himself, his cultivation suddenly advanced by leaps and bounds, leaving Yan Shanshan, who had always been on par with him, far behind."

  The competition turned around, Lin Zhou's old man took the upper hand, and if Yan Shan's master lost to Yan Shan again, the competition would be even more unfavorable.

  The Yun array Ling flower picked up, Yan Zhao song carefully kept it: "Not bad, suppress the strong and support the weak, so that both sides have been in a stalemate, which is the most pleasant result for us to see."

  "As for Yan Shuang, he should carefully nurse his wound first, and then practice his left-handed swordsmanship well. After practicing well, his main opponent is still Lin Zhou."

  Yanzhao Ge raised an eyebrow: "I have a premonition, even if we intentionally or unintentionally give Yan Shanshi's master convenience, Lin Zhou father and son's advantage will still become greater and greater."

  "The good times of Yan's disciples are over."

  "Ah Hu was somewhat perplexed: 'Young master, why is that?'"

  Yanzhao Song said: "It's just a premonition, can't be clearly stated."

  He handed over the container holding Yun Zhen Ling Hua to Ah Hu: "Be low-key and careful, try not to disturb others, and send it back to Guang Cheng Shan as soon as possible."

  Ah Hu thought for a moment and said: "My goal is also very obvious, it's easy to attract attention, it's better to let others send."

  Yanzhao Song nodded: "You arrange it, just remember that the things are very important, and hand them over to my old father personally."

  Ah Hu agreed and went down to make arrangements.

  Yanzhao Ge looked at Ah Hu's departing back and had some words that he didn't find it convenient to say too clearly.

  Regarding Lin Zhou's father and son's rise to power, Yan Zhao Ge is actually more than just a premonition.

  Combined with some intelligence at hand, there are more speculations about the Yan Zhao Song.

  "Lin Zhou, interesting..." Yan Zhao's song slightly raised an eyebrow, and many thoughts flashed in her mind.

  In the original master's memory, three years ago at that Tongtian Conference Alliance, Yan Shanshan closed himself off and didn't attend, but Lei Meng Gongzi Lin Zhou had met him in person.

  However, in front of Yan Zhao Ge, at this moment, two other people's shadows faintly appeared, overlapping with Lin Zhou.

  "Disperse and thoroughly search the Dongle Snow Mountain. The 'Thunderclap' of the Thunder Temple must have appeared in a place at the same time, there must be a problem here." Yan Zhao Ge pondered for a moment before coming back to his senses and instructing his entourage.