History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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In a sense, the martial arts inheritance of Mangmong Mountain and Tianlei Temple are somewhat extreme.

Before the incident of Lei Yingbiaoyu, the young disciples on both sides looked down on each other.

Tianlei Temple mocked that Cangmang Mountain was a turtle shell, while Cangmang Mountain mocked that Tianlei Temple had only a head and three axes.

Now there is another incident of Lei Yingbaoyu, the two sides formally become enemies, and the atmosphere between them becomes even more tense.

At the moment, the two groups of horses just happened to meet head-to-head, so that even the comparison between Xu Fei and Tang Yonghao over there couldn't take a closer look.

The Biography of Tianlei Palace headed by Xie Ziyi, and the Biography of Mountain Crest headed by Ji Hanru, looked at each other, as if sparks rose in the air.

However, the people in the vast mountains are defeated faster.

Liu Shengfeng is absent, no one can compete with the evil son Yi.

What's more, even if Liu Shengfeng is here, most of them are not rivals of Xie Ziyi.

Only Zhao Hao, his eyes indifferent and daunting, did not retreat in the slightest.

Evil son Yi coldly glanced at him, but he didn't say much, and looked away, apparently disdainful compared to an opponent in the Negang realm.

Behind him, a young man of similar age to Zhao Hao, came out with a sneer at this time: "This young man from the vast mountain has a very good face, let's discuss it."

A faint sneer appeared in the corner of Zhao Hao's mouth, said indifferently: "Okay."

Yan Zhaoge looked at this scene quite interestingly, with a look on his face that seemed to be a smile.

The result was completely as expected by Yan Zhaoge, Zhao Hao won.

Zhao Hao's performance also attracted other people's attention, not only because Zhao Hao showed the cultivation status of the late master of Neigang, but also because of his victory, it seemed very relaxed.

Si Kongqing and Zhang Yao looked at Zhao Hao. In terms of age, they belonged to their peers.

"More than half a year ago, seeing him in the vast mountains was still in the early stage of Neigang." Si Kongqing turned to Yan Zhaoge and asked, "When I heard that we went to the Eastern Tang Dynasty, he only practiced the eighth and nineth levels for?"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhang Yao and others on the side were startled: "Is it before the battle of the Eastern Tang Dynasty? How long did it take for him to improve to this level?"

Yan Zhaoge had nothing to do: "Actually, the cultivation level was even lower in the early days. It is hard to say whether there are five levels of physical training. He has been promoted to this level, which may be shorter in about two years."

Zhang Yao was somewhat speechless, and Li Jingwan frowned slightly: "The realm of fast promotion is one thing. Under the same realm, the fighting power is very strong."

Yan Zhaoge smiled without saying a word, which was expected.

Because of their different opportunities, the strength of the same realm will also be high and low.

Although Zhao Haoren's eyes are higher than the top, his actual combat level in the same realm is indeed stronger than Lin Zhou and Ye Jing.

The lower the level of cultivation of the three, the more obvious Zhao Hao's advantage is, and this advantage will last for a long time.

Some disciples in Tianlei Hall suffered a loss under Zhao Hao, and Xie Ziyi had a bad identity, and people of the same age as Zhao Hao were also lack of confidence after witnessing Zhao Hao's cultivation as a strength.

Lin Zhou and Yan Shan did not come. The core heir to Tian Lei Dian came from this time, and there was a small break in the age, so that Ji Hanru in the vast mountains also lost his opponent.

Tian Leidian wanted to get back to the scene, and for a time became extremely embarrassed.

Finally, a female disciple named Chen Lin stood up and fought against Xiao Yu in the vast mountains.

Although Chen Lin is a woman, she has a fierce personality, a fierce start, and rich practical experience. Although Xiao Yu is talented, she is a man who can't talk about it. With inexperience, Chen Lin has some advantages. Finally pulled back a bit.

Ji Hanru and others did not say anything, Zhao Hao looked at Xiao Yu's eyes less friendly and full of contempt.

On the other side, the competition between Xu Fei and Tang Yonghao has been completely heated up, and the two sides are inseparable.

Although there was no deadly enmity between each other, and there was even some sympathy, the two of them did their best at the moment and did not make any reservations.

The battle between them has become the most potent of gunpowder since the beginning of Tongtian Huimeng.

In the course of the fight, there were several defeats and several injuries, and even almost the scene of dying together.

A battle for the dragons is hard to separate. Although both Da Ri Sheng Zong and Guang Cheng Shan hope that their disciples will win this match, if the two Miaozis with amazing potential fight for the same thing, both parties will not be happy to see it. the result of.

In the end, this competition can only be tied.

After the battle of Xu Tang, most of the people who watched the battle can finally withdraw their attention, and then start to find their opponents. Although they experienced the battle of Xu Tang, it seems that they will eat the big meal first, and the rest will become desserts after dinner, but Tongtianhui At this point, the League finally finally became lively.

On the floating island, although only young disciples from various schools came to the island, the big brothers who led the team to Qingzhe Lake were also paying attention to the progress of Tongtianhuimeng.

Although there are other things in the heart, it does not affect them to observe the outstanding descendants.

Every year at the Tongtianhuimeng League, a lot of geniuses and talents will appear, and four will be shocked.

However, Zhao Hao's performance is still very eye-catching.

"Fang Zhun, how is this old disciple?" An old black-bearded man was smug: "Tell you, it's no worse than your Yan Zhaoge in Guangcheng Mountain!"

On the side of the vast mountain elder Shi Weng, the expression is indifferent, but his eyes are somewhat helpless.

It was him who was responsible for leading the team to Qingzhai Lake this time, and this black-bearded elder, Elder Mo, has been active in Zeyu recently, and has also rushed to Qingzhai Lake to join in the fun.

This old cultivator is higher than him. When he comes here, there is a sense of arrogance and dominance.

Zhao Hao didn't know how to get into the eyes of Elder Mo before, and he was adopted as a personal disciple.

Although Zhao Hao did show strong strength and potential, the elder Mo's escort was also one of the important reasons for Zhao Hao to quickly get rid of the shadow of the Juling Xuanshi mineral vein event.

Elder Mo looked sideways at Fang Zhun: "If you don't believe, let Yan Zhaoge, who is in the mountains, retreat to the state of late Neigang, and practice with my apprentice?"

Fang Zhun smiled lightly: "It depends on Zhao Ge's own meaning."

Yan Zhaoge received Fang Zhun ’s voice and smiled dumbly: "His apprentice is not as tall as me, blame me? It ’s okay to play a game, but I ’m not a sparring partner of his apprentice. If this senior is really interested, , Uncle 2 may wish to ask me, is he happy to suppress his cultivation to mid-innate, practice with me? "

"If I play two games, I don't mind training in the next game."

"Good." Fang Zhun Shi Shiran replied: "I asked."

This question is gone.

Yan Zhaoge shrugged carelessly, looked up at the sky.

This elder named Mo is known to have the highest level of nails buried in the veins of the vast mountains.