History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge punched with a right hand, and then immediately took a step forward, left elbow slammed!

Then take the third step, his figure sank slightly, his right shoulder slammed forward!

Thunder and thunder three combos!

Yan Zhaoge's first blow with his right fist directly smashed Liu Shengfeng's new arm into black light!

Liu Shengfeng was shocked, too late to evade, and could only resist, the mountain god body re-achieved because of the fall of the devil was operating to the extreme.

But Yan Zhaoge's left arm flexed his elbow like thunder, and hit Liu Shengfeng's heart!

Liu Shengfeng suddenly looked pale!

Mountain God overlord body, break again!

Next, Yan Zhaoge flicked his thunder to push his third shot, his right shoulder crashed into Liu Shengfeng's chest and abdomen!

With a muffled noise, Yan Zhaoge seemed to hit the mountain with his shoulders down, and Liu Shengfeng's body flew out backward!

In the scream, Liu Shengfeng was spurting blood, and his whole body was blown away by Yan Zhaoge.

A large piece of his chest was recessed downwards, and many of Baisen's broken bones were twisted and inserted directly outside the bleeding meat.

Liu Shengfeng fell to the ground like a rag pocket, his whole body was paralyzed, the air intake was less and the air was exhausted more, his mouth whined, and the blood foam kept overflowing.

Although his strength has improved because of the fall of the devil, Yan Zhaoge at this moment has made greater progress than when he played against him!

Under the gleam of thunder, Yan Zhaoge's eyes were cold, and he looked at Liu Shengfeng who had fallen to the ground calmly: "I said, Brother Ye and Sister Zhang have the opportunity to avenge you with your own hands."

Liu Shengfeng's eyes widened, his body twitching and struggling, but even a small finger was difficult to move.

As if to prove Yan Zhaoge's words, on the Golden Tower, the fragments of Lei Di's Eye flickered in an instant, releasing endless thunder.

After a while, the light of Lei Di's eyes suddenly dimmed and disappeared, as if the horror scene of the genius was all hallucinations.

But the sound of "crackling" sounded constantly.

The light on the golden tower suddenly dissipated, the surface tarnished, and it became like an ordinary stone pillar.

The surface of the tower is covered with cracks, which keeps breaking and falling down, like falling a meteorite rain.

Wrapped around the tower, like a chain of black lines, shaking together, then seemed to bear an irresistible distance, stretched straight.

Then, these black lines are broken!

Innumerable arrays of patterns are rewinded, retracted into the surrounding black mist, and the entire array begins to reverse!

Elder Mo's roar rang in the sky, and there were other extremly powerful people in the distance who were screaming and screaming one after another.

The most desperate thing for Liu Shengfeng was that he lay down on the ground, struggling to twist his neck to see the red light door in the sky.

It was difficult for him to move his neck, but the afterglow in the corner of his eyes could barely be seen. The red light gate originally standing on the top of the tower in the sky, then began to gradually disappear as the tower collapsed!

No matter what you know, the real gate of the Nine Nethers projected on the ground, the gate of the Nine Nethers that has already been opened, has no hope!

Ye Chongzhou, Ruan Ping, Li Jingwan, Xiao Yu and Zhang Yao are all dull at the moment.

In their sight, in just a moment, the situation on the verge of despair was suddenly reversed!

In the Red Light Demon Realm, the towering pagoda shattered and collapsed into countless gravel, and the heavy rain generally fell.

The body of Yan Zhaoge stands below, as if the gods were descending.

The terrible breath of Jiu You, after a slight meal, madly oscillated, but showed the image of the end of the road.

In a flash of thunder, all the power was burned out in an instant, and the power was powerful.

Under the urge of Yan Zhaoge, the fragment of Eye of Lei Di made other people unbelievably shake the core hub of the Demon Realm.

After a single burn, the fragments of Lei Di's Eye could not be restrained and fell into a dormant state. The purple orb became dull and dull, with no breath, and entered dormant waiting for recovery.

Yan Zhaoge's own spirit is closely connected with the fragments of Lei Di's eye, and at this moment, it also began to decline rapidly.

But at this moment, a sword lights up!

The sword is bright and bright, bright as fire, and instantly illuminates the dark space, and the goal is directed at Yan Zhaoge!

Yan Zhaoge's expression remained unchanged, calmly looking at Zhao Hao striking himself.

Zhao Hao stared coldly at Yan Zhaoge, with a crimson long sword in his hand, with ambilight, as if flying by fire, he was a spiritual soldier!

Xiao Yu's eyes widened with difficulty. As a fellow student, he knew that Meng Mang Mountain did not give Lingbing to Zhao Hao.

Yan Zhaoge was not surprised that Zhao Hao had a good chance to carry treasures with him, but he only watched the sword edge attacking him.

"You are now in a great loss of strength. I didn't disdain the danger of taking advantage of others, but your cultivation level is higher than mine. Now you and I are just a fair battle."

Zhao Hao said coldly: "In the Tongtian Huimeng, I contacted through the old man Mo, and I want to fight with you in the next realm, you dare not fight."

"But now, you dare to fight, you don't dare to fight, you can't fight!"

The long sword in his hand, between the electric light and the flint, the sword spread like a flame.

The sword light is like fire, and there seems to be a little bit of starlight, and meteors are falling from the sky.

Under a sword, there is a fierce and subtle sword meaning, starlight and firelight seem to be one.

The sword light of the crimson long sword gradually changed from red to gold!

The golden firelight scattered all over the sky, and then all the forces condensed into a line again, and the goal was directed at Yan Zhaoge!

Red Fire Sword, the sky of sparks!

"Yan Zhaoge, pull the sword!" Zhao Haobo shouted, "Come to fight!"

With his loud applause, the sword's enthusiasm soared. Although he was still the master of the later period of Neigang, under one sword, it seemed that he could split the world.

At this moment, Zhao Hao's body seemed extremely tall, and there was a faint figure in his pupil.

The man was fighting with swords, arrogant and overbearing, unscrupulous and rampant in the world.

A sword was swung out, and it seemed like nothing could stop him.

Obviously, Zhao Hao was only the cultivation practice of the late master of Neigang, but the horror of the sword was shrouded in all directions.

Ye Chongzhou, Zhang Yao and others were all stunned and shocked.

Only Yan Zhaoge always looked as usual, but looked at Zhao Hao with a slightly strange look.

Facing Zhao Hao's sky of sparks, although Yan Zhaoge is extremely weak at the moment, he is still not in a hurry.

A blue light illuminated and greeted Zhao Hao's golden sword light.

Yan Zhaoge Dantian Qingqi spread out, chaotic air mass emerged, ice and fire mixed, Yin and Yang melted.

His gang gas is no longer hot or cold, but always chaotic, without yin and yang, without beginning and end.

In the next moment, this chaos bursts!

It's not the blue dragon in the sleeve, the seven-star sword, the Taiji Yunlong sword, or any other swordsmanship, nor any other martial arts.

Yan Zhaoge's mind is empty, and what he has learned at this moment seems to be all in one furnace, and then in an inexplicable form, multiple forces merge and burst together!

As if everything is contained in chaos, and then chaos is broken, the universe reopens!

The green sword light and the gold sword light meet directly in the air!

Jin Guang shattered, looking at Zhao Hao's incredible look, Yan Zhaoge whispered softly: "Gao Zhe, do you want to die again?"