History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Looking at Yan Zhaoge's hundred steps, he condensed himself into a soldier, and Chao Yuan Long suddenly looked black.

He, who was seriously injured, could no longer support his spirit and passed out.

The second fiasco under the singer Yan Zhao has made him depressed.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge go one step further at this moment, the mid-advancement of the Grand Master at the midst of the promotion of Wai Gang seemed to drink water to eat, and Chao Yuanlong collapsed completely.

In this way, he endured the method of the sun god with huge side effects to penetrate the body, forcibly breaking through to the Master of the Gang of Gangs, what is the point?

Obviously in Zhenlongyuan, everyone is also the state of the late master of the Negang. In such a short time, how can Yan Zhaoge break through the difficulties and promote the grand master of the middle of Waigang so quickly?

Is everything that Zhen Longyuan had dealt with before?

In addition to Chao Yuanlong, other disciples of Dayi Shengzong who had seen Yan Zhaoge shot in Zhenlongyuan were also dumbfounded.

Xiao Sheng, his body shook, almost fell directly from the air.

Nima!

How long did Lao Tzu spend from the late period of Neigang to the middle period of Waikang?

Xiao Sheng's eyes widened, and he didn't even dare to continue thinking.

Yan Zhaoge's qi condensed into a long whip in his hand, shaking in the air and making another noise.

"Exposure too early? Endure? Why should I endure?" Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "What can you do if you know it? It's like how you can treat me?"

"There are many others who can beat me in this world, but it does not include you Xiao Sheng."

Yan Zhaoge waved his other hand, and Dao Dao gas condensed into a huge ice-blue long sword in mid-air.

The cold light shone above the blade, and there was a faint dragon-shaped light and shadow shimmering.

Daodao white ice dance emerged, surrounded by long swords, as if the ice dragon was hidden in the clouds.

Xiao Sheng took a deep breath: "Yan Zhaoge, you seem to have forgotten something."

"You are now, only in the middle of the gang."

"Unless you can be promoted to the late stage of the Wagang immediately, otherwise you will die today!"

In the long roar, Xiao Sheng roared and fell from the sky.

The golden light, like sword rain, fell towards Yan Zhaoge.

Singer Yan Zhao waved, and the ice-blue long sword slashed continuously in mid-air, as if the dragon was flying in the sky, intercepting the golden streamers one by one.

Although the golden light is heavy, Xiao Sheng is after all the post-Waigang cultivation. Every golden light is extremely condensed, not necessarily worse than Yan Zhaoge's Jiangang.

But Yan Zhaoge's Jian Gang can be located at the weakest position of Xiao Shengjinguang every time.

So much so that Jian Gang blocked the stormy golden streamer even though it was an enemy.

It's just those golden streamers, but it's just a trick for Xiao Sheng to attack.

The golden light that was broken by Jian Gang, although broken, seemed to be diffused in the air like a mist, and did not completely disappear.

Many surviving golden lights shrouded the four fields, but instead formed a scene of the sky and the sky and the evening sunset.

Xiao Sheng's mouth overflowed with cold smiles, and his palms and palms changed, and he launched to Yan Zhaoge.

The world of the golden light cast by its gangue collapsed towards the center and slammed into Yan Zhaoge!

The mystery of the evening light and the illusion of the illusion is completely urged by Xiao Sheng at this moment, which is far from being comparable to the interpretation of the puppets of saints on the same day!

The world in front of Yan Zhaoge is like the moment when the sun sets and the darkest dusk leaves only a despair in front of him.

"what!"

Yan Zhaoge took a sip, recovered his fists, and received his lower abdomen together.

The left hand was firmly pressed against the lower abdomen, motionless.

The right hand trembles lightly, patting the body non-stop.

Two hands, one motion and one static, one yin and one yang, one condensate and one agility, reached a perfect state of harmony.

Dinghai Lingquan in the left-hand six-soul magic fist, turning the image of the spirit turtle.

The sky snake king fist in the six spirit demon fists in the right hand turns the sky snake image.

Turtles and snakes intersect, dynamic and static, yin and yang.

The lower abdomen of the human body, hidden inside the muscles and muscles, has a famous acupuncture song, also known as the blood gate, the most important middle point of the blood circulation of the martial arts.

By stimulating the blood gate and cooperating with the heart, the whole body's blood immediately boils, with vigorous energy and an unprecedented potential.

Before the Great Destruction, there was a cloud in the Jin Jing Collection of Zhen Wu Quan Jing.

"Blood Gate Business Song, the God of Beiwu Zhenwu!"

In a hurry, two qi and blood gathered on Yan Zhaoge Shangqu points and held together, like a chaotic primordial body before the world first opened.

At the next moment, the Qi and Blood Yuan Fei violently oscillated, far exceeding the usual strong power, erupted from Yan Zhaoge's body!

The two hands pushed forward flatly together.

The left hand gang gas turned into a giant shield, just like a turtle.

The right hand Gang gasified into a thick long whip, just like the king of the snake.

Turtles and snakes intersect and rush forward together.

A giant image appeared faintly.

Beidou Zhenwu Great Emperor!

Tortoise and Snake fight together, the true martial arts!

As if pushing the mountain to fill the sea, pushing towards Xiao Sheng, forcibly breaking his lingering afterglow!

Xiao Sheng was shocked, his palms changed, and the evening light turned into an afterglow, and he quickly turned into an offensive.

The afterglow illusion, confused, is hard to distinguish between true and false, and the direction is wrong.

Xiao Sheng's figure rose rapidly in the air, relying on the advantage of the grandmaster in the late stage of the gang to be able to float in the air.

He suddenly felt cold sweat: "This is the power that the mid-level master of the Gang can have?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said: "In the middle of Waigang, hitting you is enough."

"Take me another blow!"

Yan Zhaoge pressed hard, half of the valley ground was crushed and depressed by one foot!

With the help of anyway, Yan Zhaoge rose to the sky, and the cannonball hit Xiao Sheng straight!

Xiao Sheng snorted coldly, suddenly in the air.

I saw that his whole person was swift and violent, and instantly moved a large distance away from Yan Zhaoge.

Day Sun Shengzong inherited martial arts, one of the seven methods of day sun, day sun rises horizontally.

The only pure physical martial art in the Seven Days of Dari, Shi Unfolded, was strong and swift, and was as unstoppable as the rise of Dari.

After Xiao Sheng avoided Yan Zhaoge's blow with his body method, his figure immediately became vertical again, but instead rushed to Yan Zhaoge.

It is precisely to catch Yan Zhaoge up and down only with explosive power, not like his general weakness of continuing to float and move.

Xiao Sheng rushed at the moment, it was time to get stuck when Yan Zhaoge's old power was exhausted and the new power was not born!

A golden wheel rises, illuminating all directions, directly hit Yan Zhaoge!

Spirit soldier, Huiri wheel.

Xiao Sheng's face was cold, and he tried his best at the moment.

Yan Zhaoge was already prepared, and the accumulated strength of the Blood Gate Shangqu Point broke out again.

The body, which had already begun to descend, forcibly stopped in the air for a moment.

Yan Zhaoge's right hand robe sleeves were stretched out, and suddenly they roared out like dragons and glories!

This time the weapon in the Yan Zhao singer is no longer a bamboo branch, but a blue-green short sword!

The sword aura flashes, and there is a clear and true, not unreal shocking dragon!

Spirit Soldier, Spirit Sword Bilong!

Yan Zhaogeren and Jianhe joined together, soared into the sky, suddenly pierced the sky, and instantly killed Xiao Sheng!

The sword is facing, the seven stars converge, the Beichen arches the picture, as vast as the sky!

Guang Cheng Shan Ancestral martial arts, one of the Taiji eight poles, the Seven Star Sword!

Xiao Sheng had no choice but to let Huiri round against Yan Zhaoge's spirit sword Bilong.

But not waiting for Xiao Sheng to relax, he saw Yan Zhaoge holding the Spirit Sword Bilong in his right hand, and his left hand protruded from the sleeve of his robe.