History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Chapter 32 32. Mr. East and the Sage of Dayi (recommendation ticket!)

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Seeing the other party's apparel and apparel, and then listening to what the other party said, all the disciples of Guangcheng Mountain suddenly showed anger.

The bearded man in white came closer, but looked away: "Human, it should still be in the moment."

In that direction, there is another stage.

"The big day sage, under that broad daylight, Huahong soared, shining in the world ..." There was a sullen voice behind the stage.

It is not only the forces of Guangcheng Mountain in Linyuan City, but also the stronghold of the Sunri Sect, which has considerable influence.

So naturally there are storytellers or trick entertainers who sing the legend of the Sun Sect.

Most of these people have mixed meals, and they have no special tendencies and ideas. People will perform whatever stories they like to see.

The most popular legend about the sun sect in the folk is their predecessor, who is also a legend.

According to folklore, this monarch soared in daylight, and in the world of warriors, there are more rumors.

It is said that he went to a higher level and walked away.

It is also said that he is still cultivating in the mysterious forbidden area inside the Great Sun Sect.

There are also rumors that he was actually dead, and so on.

Anyway, I have n’t seen him for a long time, and there are various opinions.

Under the leadership of this person, Day Sun Shengzong fell behind in Zhandong Pavilion, began to rise, and finally reached the status of the new generation of the first holy place.

The man in white looked at the stage over there, and the meaning was self-evident.

The disciples of Guangcheng Mountain were sullen.

"Xiao Sheng, how did you become a bearded man?" Yan Zhaoge looked at each other with some surprise and amusement.

Xiao Sheng didn't answer, but his ears flickered, as if listening to something, while staring at Yan Zhaoge carefully.

"The blood pulse sound is almost inaudible, but dignified but smooth ... Blood is like lead and mercury. Have you been promoted to the level of Grand Master Gang? Have you completed the second bone marrow washing so soon?"

"But it doesn't matter." Xiao Sheng said, looking up and down Yan Zhaoge up and down: "Yan Zhaoge, you beat my big sun sect in Zhenlong Yuan, wouldn't you think you beat it white?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Do you want to give Chao Yuanlong their heads?"

Xiao Sheng stepped forward and came to Yan Zhaoge: "Otherwise do you think?"

The people in Guangchengshan didn't recognize each other at first, but when they heard Xiao Sheng's name, they immediately reflected on who he was.

The grandson of the elder Taizongzong elder, together with Chao Yuanlong, is also called the four masters of the first day of Yangzongzongzhuang, but the practice time is longer and the cultivation level is higher.

"Grandmaster of the late Gang ..." Si Kongqing frowned slightly, watching Yan Zhaoge and Xiao Sheng.

Like Chao Yuanlong before, in the late period of the Neigang, the realm of the master was rare. Xiao Shengwu walked along the road, and he was also a leader in the same realm, with a more brilliant record than Chao Yuanlong.

Compared with Chao Yuanlong who took the slant to practice the unpopular martial arts, Xiao Sheng went all the way to practice various orthodox martial arts.

But that's it, he still stands out among the young geniuses of the Holy Sun.

In the past, the realm of the early master of the Wagang was better than the opponent of the master of the middle master of the Wagang, making it famous in the world.

Although all the disciples of Guangcheng Mountain had confidence in Yan Zhaoge, Xiao Sheng's cultivation practice was too high, and his fighting experience was too high, which inevitably caused them to drum.

Xiao Sheng's voice was rough and bold, but his tone was slow: "How did you beat Chao Yuanlong at the beginning, I will give them back today."

"In addition to Chao Yuanlong, you also beat me other brothers. Today, besides you, these people behind you, I will pick someone to accompany you."

Like Xiao Sheng pressing people with realm like this, everyone couldn't help but feel dissatisfied: "I thought I was in Guangchengshan and there was no guru in the later period of the Gang, what happened?"

Yan Zhaoge looked as usual: "Martial arts under the age of forty are traditionally different from three to five years old and divided into different age groups."

"The gap between you and me is a bit bigger, but I don't care. We will just count as peers."

"Ahu, you don't have to intervene."

Ahu stared at Xiao Sheng with a bad look, nodded as he listened to Yan Zhaoge's instructions, and retreated.

Xiao Sheng stared at Yan Zhaoge: "How can I not mention it first, I still have some courage."

"I don't bully you with cultivation as your realm. Your sword breaks Chao Yuanlong's Sun Golden Needle Qigong and Zhongtian God Palm. If you want to have a unique style of change, I will compare it with you."

With that said, Xiao Sheng grabbed his hands with a long distance.

In the distance, the puppet show artists who performed "Mr. East Slashing the Devil's Demon King" and "Big Day Sage Bai Ri Fei Sheng", only felt suddenly light.

Then they found that the puppets representing Mr. Dong and Saint Sun were all gone.

The audience is also in an uproar, looking around, but no one knows where the puppet went and how it disappeared.

The two puppets were all in Xiao Sheng's hands, and Xiao Sheng held the cross board for manipulating the puppets, and the puppets were carried with a line under the cross board.

"I heard that you use bamboo as a sword, you can manipulate it freely, and you want to have a subtle control of the gang qi, which is enough to play this game with me."

Xiao Sheng said with a smile: "This little thing is more fragile than bamboo, but if it is too strong, it will burst first, so you don't have to worry about me bullying you with the realm of cultivation, this is equivalent to Limits the maximum limit we can mobilize gang qi. "

"The urged qi is the same for everyone. If we want to win, let's be more subtle than the martial arts change, and who is more nuanced with the qi."

With that said, Xiao Sheng threw Mr. Dong's puppet to Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge grabbed the puppet and suddenly laughed: "If I remember correctly, your ancestor, who was shaken by the ancestral ancestor of the Tianzun ancestor into the crater for half a year, dared not come out.

"It wasn't until the Flame Demon invaded that he had the privilege of opening the Heavenly Patriarch Patriarch's opening, did he crawl out of the crater?"

Xiao Sheng looked at Yan Zhaoge and said coldly: "People in Guangcheng Mountain can only say that those people who like to live in the past will be like dust in history."

With that, his palm shook and his body was full of vitality.

The root of the puppet is broken, but the puppet is suspended in mid-air but does not fall to the ground. The surface of the body suddenly has a light metallic luster.

Excited by the gang gas, the poor puppets suddenly glowed like they had their own lives.

The puppet's limb movements directly hit the puppet of Mr. Li Zhao, Yan Zhao singer!

Under the palm of the slender and small puppet, there was a breath of wind!

There was even a loud noise in the air, as if it was blown up!

Everyone in Guangcheng Mountain saw this, and his heart was awe-inspiring: "No wonder he knows how Brother Yan has defeated Chao Yuanlong and dare to challenge in this way!"

Yan Zhaoge smiled, turned his palm and disconnected the puppet's thread from his hand.

Driven by the qi, Mr. Dong's puppet's eyes seemed to flash.

At this moment, Mr. Dong turned into the Heavenly Sovereign, with awe-inspiring vitality.

The wooden long knife in the puppet's hand flicked through the air, leaving a trace clearly visible to the naked eye.

"Good performance, Yan Zhaoge, anyway, it also makes me a little fun." Xiao Sheng's eyes at this moment were gloomy, like snakes.

Under his control, the puppets of the sage of the sun were flying with their palms and attacked the puppets of the singer Yan Zhao!