History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Shi Tie's double fists came out, and besides Yang Ni, Sima Chui, who had just recovered some vitality, was hit again with severe wounds and vomiting blood!

But his three opponents were also cruel at the moment, and in the roar, they attacked Shi Tie again, fighting desperately!

As Yang Nie froze, the purple light surged up and down the body, turning into a purple gang wind, rushing towards Shi Tie.

Sima dyingly grabbed his spear, pressed against Shi Tie's figure, and sprinted towards the ground below.

Elder Wang also struggled to pounce!

"Never let you ruin Guangcheng!"

In the roar of Shi Tie, the left hand held Elder Wang ’s iron palm and punched it, directly knocking the head of the fellow teacher who fell into the Nine Nether!

But his figure was caught by Yang Ni's knife.

The sky above me turned completely purple.

The earth underneath, the scorching power turns thousands of fertile soil into sands!

Between heaven and earth, there is a violent black tornado, rolling the body of stone iron, falling down to the earth that has turned into a desert below!

Shi Tie suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Ni's right hand holding the knife, dragging him down together.

Yang Ni also did not dodge, urged his own strength to the extreme, and Tao Ziguang penetrated into the desert below.

The shining glory flashed into purple lines, forming a fierce array.

Then the vast purple light rose into the sky, as if countless sharp blades, pierced into the stone iron back together.

Shi Tie seemed to feel no pain at all, raised his right fist, and hit Yang Ni!

Yang Nie was caught by Shi Tie's left hand, unable to dodge, and could only watch Shi Tie's right fist hit his chest!

The power of destruction is completely condensed into one point. Shi Tie's fist is like a god of the world, punching Yang Ni's body with a punch!

Flesh, internal organs, bones, everything, shattered!

Yang Nie's eyes widened, a spit of blood spewed out, and Shi Tie was all over his face.

The last grandmaster of the Black Night Mountain, Nine Heavy, the strong man in the late Yuanfu period, will not die!

With a punch, Yang Ni was killed, and Shi Tie's figure was also impacted by Sima Chui's lance in the desert below.

The spear, like a nail, nailed the stone iron to the ground!

When Yang Nie died, the purple array was still playing its final role. Dao Ziguang flew up like a purple chain, wrapped around Shi Tie and the spear, imprisoned Shi Tie in place!

His three opponents, the only one who was still alive, stood in the void and looked at the stone iron lying on the ground below.

The stone iron at the moment, the whole body up and down, seems to be broken stone statues, dim and dull, mottled and ruined.

Only his left fist still shone brightly.

Sima opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but first he spurted blood.

He was badly injured, and the situation was extremely bleak.

"There are injuries, one enemy and three, and two people can be killed." Sima Chui kept coughing and stared at Shi Tie: "You are surnamed Shi, you deserve the name of Iron Lion King!"

Shi Tie was expressionless, said nothing, and struggled to get up.

But the purple light chains bound him.

The black spear that penetrated his body and nailed him to the ground was connected to the purple light chain, and a fierce force erupted.

Shi Tie didn't move. Once he wanted to move his body, his body was suddenly hit.

Sima Cui's eyes fell on Shi Tie's left hand: "I'm going to kill you now, it's as easy as a palm."

"But it must be close to you."

"However, if you are close to you, I know that you still have the power of the last blow. If I want to kill you, I am destined to be buried with you!"

Sima Chuei's face was disappointed, he shook his head and looked up at the mountain peaks towering into the distance: "Where, what the hell are you doing?"

"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing, but I know that what you want to do, I let you not do it right."

Sima Chui coughed up his blood while smiling hardly: "I kill you, you have the ability to pull me to death, I will not kill you, I will not die, although you will not die, but I can break your things . "

"It may not be your personal affair, but the whole sect of Guangcheng Mountain, ha ha ha ha!"

Shi Tie's eyes flashed wildly, grasping the black spear and shaking, but the black light and the purple light bombarded him, imprisoning his body, making him unable to move.

Sima Chui said with a smile: "Slow down slowly, spend more time, you can break the formation, pull out my Yinlong gun, but you may not have me faster."

In the laughter, Sima flew towards the lonely peak.

Above the solitary peak, Xu Fei stood in the middle of the character "Tian", his hands raised up to the sky, his palms turned up, like holding the sky up.

Ying Longtu was beside him, kneeling on one knee and pressing his hands together on the character "Tian".

The golden tornado surrounded the two and grew stronger. They completely enveloped the entire towering lonely peak, rolling the heaven and earth aura around them.

While the two were working hard, the war in the distance and the earth and the earth were shaking. Xu Fei and Ying Longtu both watched the direction nervously.

Suddenly, after a violent collision, the battle seemed to subside.

Subsequently, a strong breath, Xu Fei and Ying Longtu approached here.

Closer, Xu Fei suddenly sinks to the bottom of the valley, because he can tell that it is not the punching breath of his master Shi Tie!

Sure enough, the figure of "Jiao Jiao" Sima Chuo appeared in front of Xu Fei and Ying Longtu.

Sima looked at the golden tornado that enveloped the mountain, and after a moment's inspection, he smiled.

He didn't have a spear in his hand, but with one punch, Zhenyuan naturally turned into a black dragon, just like an indestructible spear, piercing the mountain!

Where the dragon flew to the sea, where the black light flashed, the roar of the violent and evil dragon mixed with the tornado.

The black dragon flew its claws, tearing the golden tornado wildly.

Even if he was seriously injured, he was almost in danger, but Sima Chui's strength is far from Zhu Qian's.

The golden tornado suddenly became precarious under the attack of Jiaolong, a manifestation of his martial arts spirit.

The establishment of the "day" character is at the last moment.

Over the solitary peak, a complex mysterious mysterious pattern appeared, as if it had shrunk a lot in the Guangcheng Mountain Shoushan Formation.

The pattern coincides with the character of "tian", and then there is a torrent of air expanding in all directions.

Sima Chui snorted, and the violent force interfered with the golden tornado and the "tian" character, making the "tian" character run slowly.

The two sides were caught in a stalemate and wrestling.

Sima Chuao smiled and began to spare his full strength. The golden tornado was gradually torn by his power!

His fist started to come close to the Gufeng, and the mountain began to shake violently as if it was about to collapse!

The Gufeng collapsed, and the character of "tian" collapsed!

Xu Fei and Ying Longtu at the top of the mountain are desperately trying to stabilize the character of "Tian" and are entangled with Sima Chu.

In the distance, in the desert, Shi Tie was expressionless, holding in his hands the black spear that penetrated his body.

"Squeak ... creak ..."

Shi Tie pumped the black gun that penetrated his body bit by bit!

Purple light and black light flash alternately.

Shi Tie's body and skin were fleshy.

The old man beaten by iron, trembling at this moment.

Only hands, stable as a rock.