History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Like Zhang Yao, Ye Chongzhou and others who were captured by Liu Shengfeng at the beginning, these Guangshan Mountain Warriors obviously suffered persecution and torture.

The other party's intention is to force them into despair, hatred, fear, and anger, and finally lose their state of mind. Under the influence of the Nine Nether atmosphere, they quickly breed magical thoughts, and even fall into demons.

And those who are incomparable martial arts have different levels of cultivation, but five of them especially make Yan Zhaoge and others care.

Among the five people's breaths, the breath was like thunder, the vibration of acupuncture points was like a god, and the qi was full of spirituality, but it returned to the original, and it was clearly a master.

The five great master warriors have different levels of cultivation. Among them, the white-haired elders, Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei, all recognized it, but they were a grand master of the late Yunling realm from Guangcheng Mountain.

It's just that the old eyes are yellowing, seeing blood, and they have clearly fallen into the devil.

However, the people who attracted the attention of Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei were always the people next to the white-haired old man.

The masked man who once played against them.

The eyes of several other Grand Masters also looked at Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and Ahu.

Only the man shrouded in black robe, Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes scorched, and looked at the stone iron on the golden tower fighting Sima Chuan.

His entire face was covered under a mask, and only two yellow eyes radiated with dazzling blood.

The stone and iron on the golden tower, although suppressing the golden tower and fighting with Sima, but always watching the six roads and listening to all directions.

The arrival of a group of people below could not escape his eyes.

Looking at the masked warrior, staring at the pair of burning eyes, Shi Tie remained firm and Gu Jing's eyes flashed suddenly.

On the other side, the old man with white hair looked at Yan Zhaoge and others.

Other martial warriors also watched Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and Ahu on alert.

The captured Guangcheng martial artists saw Yan Zhaoge, Shi Tie and others, and their faces were rejuvenated.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at the old man with white hair, and his eyes fell back on the man wearing the mask.

Staring at each other, Yan Zhaoge said slowly: "A new mask?"

"But it doesn't make much sense. I should have seen it in that exotic space."

Yan Zhaoge sighed: "Brother Shi Songtao, right? Although I hope you can return home safely, I really didn't expect it to be this way."

The masked warrior finally withdrew his gaze from Shi Tie and looked at Yan Zhaoge, indifferently.

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "Do you think I'm cheating you? Even if you weren't sure before, you just stared at Master Bo's gaze, and it has already explained everything."

Xu Fei on the other side looked at the mask on the other side's face and could not help revealing the sadness in his eyes.

Yan Zhaoge said quietly: "If I didn't guess wrong, you don't have to use the original martial arts. In fact, you are not worried that we see through your identity, but because you dislike Guangcheng Mountain and the martial arts taught by Master Master Learn, so I deliberately give up and do n’t use it. "

"You cover your face with a mask, although you don't want to be recognized by others, but you don't want to mention it again. You were a disciple of Guangcheng and the son of Master Uncle."

Yan Zhaoge's tone is complex: "You hate being mentioned by others, not shame or facelessness."

The crowds of martial artists who were present at the scene also had different looks, and there was a clear shock in their eyes.

The white-haired old man turned his head to look at the people around him, and his expression was a little weird: "You ... you are Song Tao, the son of Shi Tie? You were not ..."

The masked warrior was still silent, but looked at Yan Zhaoge's eyes, more angry.

Yan Zhaoge sighed: "Since the identity has been broken, why should you continue to wear that mask? In your own heart, you are not shameless."

The black mask was finally removed, revealing a familiar and unfamiliar face to Yan Zhaoge and others.

It was a young man in his early thirties.

The facial features are 90% similar to those of Shi Tie, as if they were carved in a mold.

Xu Fei's mouth is full of bitterness, almost squeezing three words from his teeth: "Shi, Shi, brother!"

This grand master who almost assassinated Xu Fei in the battlefield of Qingzhe Lake's Demon Realm is the son of Shi Tie who has been missing for many years. The former genius character of Guangcheng Mountain is Shi Songtao!

Shi Tie knocked back Sima Chui in the air, and his eyes fell on Shi Songtao, unable to move away for a long time.

Shi Songtao, who took off the mask, no longer minds whether his voice will be recognized by others, and finally said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed, I'm back from hell."

A simple greeting made Yan Zhaoge and others cold all over.

The bitterness and coldness contained in that plain tone seemed to be carved into the bone.

Xu Fei said with difficulty: "Brother Shi, have you been in the abyss all these years? At that time, did they save you?"

Shi Songtao nodded lightly: "Otherwise, are you?"

He looked up at the stone iron on the golden tower: "Is he?"

Shi Tie set foot in the void, and the whole person seemed to become a stone statue, standing still.

"Sister Xu, what do you want to say? Want to say, your master, my father, was also forced to have a hardship?" Shi Songtao's tone was very indifferent, which made people feel cold from the bones: "The hardship, everyone has, but not It means that others can understand and accept. "

Shi Songtao looked up at Shi Tie: "He chose to protect the interests of Guangcheng Mountain, took care of most people, made a choice, and sacrificed me."

"Sacrifice me, sacrifice me."

Shi Songtao said lightly: "If only that, I don't actually hate him. He gave birth to me, so I should return this life to him."

"But, it's not just me who was sacrificed!"

Shi Songtao's tone finally fluctuated, and the blood in his yellow eyes was burning, as if a flame was burning: "My wife and my son were also sacrificed together!"

"Yu Zhen, my wife, she is not a disciple of Guangcheng. Just because of marrying me, just because you are the daughter-in-law of Shi Tie, will you also sacrifice for Guangcheng Mountain?"

"Jun'er, he was only three years old that year, ignorant of ignorant children, would he also lose his life for this?"

Shi Songtao stared at Shi Tie: "Some questions, I always wanted to ask you."

"If the people killed are other Guangcheng disciples, and you can save us while safeguarding the interests of the Sect, which side do you choose?"

"If two people are killed, one side is another Guangcheng disciple, and the other side is our family of three, which side do you choose?"

Shi Tie's face was expressionless, like a statue, but a low voice echoed in the air: "It doesn't matter who it is."

Shi Songtao heard this and laughed: "It really is the answer you will make."

"In your mind, the whole is more important than the individual, and the majority is more than the minority. The role of the teacher is above personal emotion."

While talking, Shi Songtao suddenly stepped forward: "So, now you try to make another choice."