History’s Strongest Senior Brother

After Gao Fang went in, there was no slight movement inside.

The tall and thin middle-aged scholar first felt relieved: "It seems that it does not cost much. The strength of those people's cultivation base is lower than expected, and they were all taken down by medicine."

However, the tall and thin scholar soon became confused again: "However, if the cultivation is not high, how can one kill the bloody snake?"

He patiently watched the house where Yan Zhaoge and others lived.

But as time went on, there was always no movement inside, nor did Gao Fang and other eagle feather gate warriors come out.

Tall and thin scholars vaguely felt wrong.

There is no concussion and fluctuation of the power of blood, let alone those foreigners, even Gao Fang and others do not seem to be hands-on.

Although the half-demon warrior shouted, but if faced with the threat of death, in order to gain the power to defeat or survive, there will always be people who no longer stick to their human body and choose half-awakened bloodline to become half-demon warrior.

Based on the middle-aged scholar's understanding of Gao Fang, the old man's persistence in this respect is not as stubborn as he usually looks.

But not to mention Yan Zhaoge and others, middle-aged scholars did not feel any signs of Gao Fang awakening the bloodline to become a half-demon warrior.

"Is it because the opponent is too strong, and he instantly slays Gao Fang, making him unable to even awaken the bloodline?" The middle-aged scholar was taken aback by his own thoughts: "Should not be afraid, Gao should be good at Kanghejing. It is also a figure who can be counted, otherwise how can he occupy a place in front of His Royal Highness? "

"Can kill him in an instant, how strong should the opponent be?"

"Couldn't it be done at all?" The middle-aged scholar's eyes narrowed: "It is the other party who brought out something valuable and touched the high-definition. Instead, the two sides conspired with the decryption?"

He was awake in his heart, and if the Crown Prince was too crowded in front of him, he and Yingyumen were both occupying space.

Apart from his words, it can also play a role in making a place ...

Thinking of this, middle-aged scholars are more vigilant in their hearts.

No matter what is possible, he has made up his mind not to enter the door.

But knowing yourself and knowing each other, what is the truth of the matter, he must know what is in his mind, so that he can plan his next action.

"It's hard to live by others, it's hard to live with me. The power of my bloodline training, but the Shadow Snake." The middle-aged scholar sneered, his body stood still, but the power of the bloodline was activated, and the next line of light on his clothes lit up.

The power of the invisible shadow has turned into a line, looking into the house in front of you, silently, without trace.

The eyes of middle-aged scholars turned dark yellow, turning into a vertical pupil like a snake's eye.

His eyes looked dim and blurred, as if he were blind.

But at the next moment, the scenes appeared as if burning, and then gradually became clear.

With the continuous penetration of the power of shadow, middle-aged scholars' ears also sounded from afar.

The power of Shadow went all the way, entered the mansion, and then came into the hall.

Then the middle-aged scholar saw a stunned scene.

In the hall, Yan Zhaoge looked relaxed and could not sit still. Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei and Ying Longtu also sat in their seats.

Ahu got up and stood in the middle of the hall, and the eagle grabbed a man like a chick in his hand.

The man was old and hot on weekdays, as if the eagle feather door master was flying high, but at this moment, he changed from an eagle to a chick in the hands of others.

Around Ahu's body, a group of martial arts eagle feathers fell side by side.

"This ..." Although it was not that the two sides conspired to deal with themselves, the scene in front of them was even more horrifying. The middle-aged scholar only felt a cool air rising from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to the top of his head.

Then, he saw Yan Zhaoge's eyes turned towards himself!

The middle-aged scholar subconsciously wanted to interrupt the power of the shadow he was exploring, but before he could move, he saw Yan Zhaoge's figure flashing and he stepped on it.

Then the middle-aged scholar discovered that he could not recover the power of the bloodline of exploration, as if the entire person had been trampled by Yan Zhaoge and could not move.

"Who are they?" The middle-aged scholar was horrified.

Yan Zhaoge's expression is a little weird now. He looks down at his feet and is stepped on by himself, like a living creature's shadow, and then turns his head to see Ahu caught in his hand, languishing high.

"How do you feel that there is something wrong?" Yan Zhaoge muttered.

Feng Yunsheng looked at the shadow at the foot of Yan Zhaoge: "Shouldn't it be a monster like the shadow snake, but a demon blood warrior who refined the bloodline of the shadow snake?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "If you look at it, you will know."

With that, he grabbed the volley in his hand, and suddenly grabbed the shadow in his hand, and the real element surging, this phantom black shadow seemed to turn into substance.

Then Yan Zhaoge pulled the shadow like pulling a rope.

The middle-aged scholar outside the mansion immediately couldn't help himself, and was dragged towards the house.

He wanted to struggle, but felt like he was fluttering like a straw, unable to resist the great power from inside.

It was equally unsuccessful to attempt to completely interrupt the power of Shadow that was released from the outside world.

At this moment, he was dragged away even if he wanted to awaken the bloodline into a half-demon warrior.

The other eagle feather gate warriors guarding outside the house looked at the middle-aged scholar with a stunned look like a bite-fish caught in the house and dragged into the house.

Although he has always been alone, this middle-aged scholar has always been on equal footing with his master, and is famous in Kanghe Jingli.

Now that it has been dragged away like a dead fish, how can it not make the crowd of eagle feather gate warriors dumbfounded?

I saw that the middle-aged scholar was dragged to the ground, rammed all the way, collapsed the wall of the house, and then disappeared into the dust all the way.

The middle-aged scholar was dragged to the ground, feeling his body swipe across the garden lawn, across the step promenade, and knocked his head on the threshold of the entrance door of the hall in the house, breaking the threshold and being dragged straight into the hall.

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin, looked at the middle-aged scholar, looked at Gao Fang again, and slowly asked, "Which of you, in Furan Guokanghejing, what level of warrior are you?"

The middle-aged scholar was ashamed, feeling that even if he awakened his bloodline into a half demon, or even completely awakened as a monster, he was unable to fight Yan Zhaoge.

He can only do the final struggle: "I and the high gate master are the princes of the Crown Prince. Although you are strong, you have to run rampant in Kanghe Jing, but you are self-defeating!"

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "You come to calculate me, I will kill if I pull my neck, will it not perish?"

The middle-aged scholar quickly said, "We have no intention of killing you. We do not hide it. We just took a fancy to you and wanted to snatch it, and dedicate it to His Royal Highness. You rescue the eagle feather warrior, and you just want to seek An opportunity to contact His Royal Highness is to present the best of them. "

"Your excellency is strong, we will indemnify ourselves later and will introduce you to His Royal Highness."

Yan Zhaoge looked at him and asked, "Can the two of you speak in front of Prince Furan?"

The middle-aged scholar thought Yan Zhaoge was excited, and immediately said, "Before the Prince's Hall, I and Gao Men are ranked as the most relied on Liu Qing."

He paused for a moment and said, "However, the strength of respecting the driving force is the owner of the country. If you want to come, you will be regarded as a guest of honor. Of course, His Royal Highness is the arrogant of heaven who is expected to visit the gate of the Blood Cloud Sect ..."

Yan Zhaoge waved his hand to interrupt him: "Not so troublesome."

The middle-aged scholar stunned, Yan Zhaoge sat back in his seat, and suddenly smiled: "Since Prince Furan attaches great importance to you, then I detain you here, he should take the initiative to ask about it? I Just wait for him here. "