History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Yan Zhaoge cut out with a sword, and thousands of stars gathered as if they were one.

The green dragon roared into one body with the galaxy, and seven light spots appeared on the surface of the body, just like the Beidou sky hanging.

A dragon rides seven stars, turning the endless sword light into one, and the goal is directed at Fang Zhaohong.

Fang Zhaohong's mind was slightly relaxed, and all the changes had disappeared. There was only one left.

The spirit rhythm of his spirit rhythm island is about kung fu. About deducing changes, figuring out the opponent's next thoughts, constantly falsifying the truth and finding the one or several with the highest possibility, and then responding carefully.

Previously, Yan Zhaoge's swordsmanship was countless, and countless possibilities poured into Fang Zhaohong's mind, each of which seemed so real, making it difficult for him to make calculations and choose.

It's simple now, it's just one kind of change.

It should be said that Yan Zhaoge is not going to change this sword at all!

This is the same sword, but it seems to transform from decay into magic, and it is as simple as it is complex, making it difficult for Fang Zhaohong to deal with it.

All the powerful forces are condensed into a sword, and Fang Zhaohong's power is broken, and then a sword stabs, and even his retreat is blocked.

At this moment, Fang Zhaohong only felt that he couldn't do it if he wanted to retreat.

The Yuan symbol formed by the connotation of his martial arts and Zhenyuan Gang Qi, at this moment, facing Yan Zhaoge as if he was an invincible sword, began to crack in inches, as if to be broken!

The coming and going of this sword is clear.

But just can't stop it!

Fang Zhaohong was shocked and screamed, his body suddenly turned, as if turning into a streamer, and he would rush into the mirror of the top-grade Lingbing Xuan.

At a critical moment, Fang Zhaohong once again exhibited the awe-inspiring knowledge of Lingxi Island, and the light was instantaneous.

Xuanguang Mirror stayed in place at this moment and became Fang Zhaohong's stand-in puppet, forced by Yan Zhaoge and Jianguang, and violently shaken, but Fang Zhaohong couldn't take care of that many at this time.

"Can't go." Yan Zhaoge's expression was indifferent. He held the Qingyuan sword in his right hand, and his left hand was ready for a long time. His five fingers spread out, and then he closed his fist.

In the palm of Yan Zhaoge, there seems to be a chaotic existence.

As the five fingers spread, the chaotic airflow spread out and filled the emptiness of the Quartet.

When Yan Zhaoge's five fingers folded and clenched his fists, the chaos in that side seemed to turn into a black hole.

All tangible and intangible objects in the surrounding void seemed to be pulled by the boundless giant force, and were thrown into the left palm of Yan Zhaoge together.

In the space in front of him, the Xuanguang mirror shook even more violently, and a lot of light was emitted from the air, shining endlessly.

A touch of blue light was sucked out of the Xuanguang mirror, and Fang Zhaohong's figure reappeared.

And that terrifying sword light has already arrived in front of Fang Zhaohong!

Fang Zhaohong summoned Xuanguang mirror to protect him, but Yan Zhaoge's sword edge was so fierce, the light flashed, and Fang Zhaohong's body was spurting blood!

Turned into the sword light of the Green Dragon, he shattered Fang Zhaohong's Yuanfu, penetrated his body, and the domineering True Yuan raged in his body.

Fang Zhaohong gritted his teeth and struggled to survive.

He now knows that he is not Yan Zhaoge's opponent, just to escape from here.

Fang Min and other Xiu Xiu disciples have been sent out by him to return to Lingxihai for help.

As long as he doesn't die here, he has the possibility of escaping from birth.

But the sword light that turned into a green dragon did not dissipate after penetrating his body, but instead meandered and hovered over Fang Zhaohong.

The dragon scales erected, as if the infinite swordmands skyrocketed together, bombarding Fang Zhaohong continuously!

Yan Zhaoge's left hand kept non-stop, and as his hand grasped the fist movement, the huge suction dragged Fang Zhaohong to himself.

Then, Yan Zhaoge's left hand turned into a bright glazed color, flashing golden light, like a diamond!

Feeling the terrifying power of Yan Zhaoge's left fist, Fang Zhaohong's heart cast a shadow of death.

While Fang Zhaohong appeared and attacked Yan Zhaoge, Yang Chufan and three other Lingxi Island warriors also appeared from the entrance of the exotic space, and then rushed to Yan Zhaoge.

But when they approached, they saw a scene that shocked them.

Although I saw the process of Yan Zhaoge's killing Jiang Xiong, I still didn't expect that even Grand Master Fang Zhaohong of Yuanyuan Fu was totally not Yan Zhaoge's opponent!

"May I guess, how much effort do I need to fight against waste like you?"

Yan Zhaoge's laugh at the time, then came to everyone's mind, could not help a cold air straight from the soles of his head.

Yang Chufan and others all felt bitter in their hearts. At the moment, it was known that Yan Zhaoge was not joking.

With bare hands, he killed the "Usha" Jiang Xiong, a middle-class spirit soldier, and Yan Zhaoge didn't do his best!

At the moment, Fang Zhaohong at the level of Yuanfu, in the face of Yan Zhaoge, was also beaten to no avail!

Yan Zhaoge's eyes swept the three of Yang Chufan's eyes, and they saw that they were rushing towards themselves, six palms, three blue lights, and attacking their vests. Obviously they wanted to cooperate with Fang Zhaohong, but unfortunately they could not estimate Fang Zhaohong lost so quickly.

"Ill!" Yan Zhaoge's heart moved, and Yongye Leijian once again set off the boundless darkness, blocking his opponent.

Yang Chufan and others did not expect that the situation would turn out to be like this.

The white thunder burst, and Yang Chufan suddenly fell into three.

Just struggling to gain a firm foothold, I saw Yan Zhaoge urging the vajra body method, and the left fist was as bright as vajra. Yang Chufan hurriedly shouted, "The driver is merciful, there is a misunderstanding ..."

The voice has not fallen yet, Yan Zhaoge's fist has been shot down!

Fang Zhaohong's eyes were about to break, and there was a bang, blood spattering.

Looking at the blood spurting in front of him, Yang Chufan's eyes straightened and their tongues gaped, as if being pinched by their necks.

Yan Zhaoge turned to look at Yang Chufan and then said casually: "Misunderstanding? Now for misunderstanding, why did you just go?"

A Lingxidao warrior was unable to control his emotions, and roared with sorrow: "You killed Brother Fang, and you had a blood feud with my Lingxidao!"

Yang Chufan shook his head again and again with a ridiculous expression: "Why did the Evil Saint Sect come out of a person like you? You first killed Jiang Xiong and then the Brother Fang. Won't let you ... "

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Although I don't know who this surname is, it seems that your status on Lingxi Island should not be low."

"I have offended the Sha Luozong, and then offended you, no doubt worse."

"Not to mention, I'm going to the Wufang Sea where Changli Mountain is located, and also going to the Lingxi Sea occupied by your Lingxi Island."

"Are you trying to say this, are you?"

Yang Chufan stared blankly at Yan Zhaoge. Yan Zhaoge's expression was dull, and the sword edge in his hand showed: "The truth is true, but it does not mean that you are bothering me.

"If you like to die, then you are all done."

Jian Feng is everywhere, blood is bright.