History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge glanced around the deep valley, and saw a valley mouth in one direction, completely collapsed.

From there, it seemed that there were traces of torrents of eruption, sweeping the bottom of the valley, bringing great destructive power, and burying the people at the bottom of the valley.

It was not a simple flood, but it was like a star stream spring spraying, but it was more violent than the spring eyes. The star light turned into a flood, annihilating all the existence in front of it.

Yan Zhaoge lowered his head and looked at it. At the moment, several corpses at the bottom of the valley, under the starlight bombardment, had become wreckages of broken limbs.

However, with Yan Zhaoge's eyesight, he can still see that two of them were not killed under the starlight, but were killed before they were hit by the starlight.

One of them is the youth in front of him who is protected by spirit soldiers and whose body is preserved.

The seven sword marks on his chest, when Yan Zhaoge saw it for the first time, he roughly recognized it as the handwriting of the Seven Star Sword.

With such a flush of star floods, it is basically impossible for others to forge scars.

"Does Shi Jun move his hand?" Yan Zhaoge's spirit first came back. Shi Jun might have been here before, but he was first found by these blood dragon martial artists.

Fight broke out on both sides, Shi Jun killed the two, but outnumbered them.

Or maybe it was Shi Jun ’s pre-arranged institution, perhaps it was the crowd that inadvertently triggered the tide of starlight.

Shi Jun succeeded in breaking through the cover of the star tide, and the blood dragon martial arts here were stalked and swallowed by the tide.

Check it again. There should be no Shi Jun behind him, Yan Zhaoge feels more relaxed.

The traces here show that all this happened not long ago, and the jade dagger in his hand also indicated that he was not far from Shi Jun. Continue to follow, I believe that Shi Jun can be found soon.

but……

Yan Zhaoge looked strangely at the young man with seven sword marks on his chest.

He died in the hands of Shi Jun, and he is not very old. He should be cultivated as a warrior in the realm of guru, and he should not have reached the innate state.

Less than a congenital realm, there is an inferior spirit soldier with him. This person's identity must be extraordinary.

Yan Zhaoge has made it clear that the refining level of the vast world is roughly similar to the overall level of the Eight Greatest Worlds.

Even a large sect such as the blood dragon faction, who is cultivated as a warrior who does not reach the congenital realm, but has spirit soldiers in hand, is also a special case.

Either you have a good fortune, you get it out of chance, or you have an unusual family background.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at the young man and said in secret: "... shouldn't it be so coincident?"

Gently patted his head, Yan Zhaoge ticked his mouth: "If this is the year of Wei, then in this situation, he should not be allowed to run around casually, even if he wants to find Juner and Shen Ying personally, It's only right if there is a blood dragon master. "

"In that place, Grand Master was still able to withdraw, so that the people outside the Blood Dragon School might have been informed of the existence here."

While thinking about it, the eyes of Beiming's avatar beside Yan Zhaoge flickered slightly.

Yan Zhaoge communicated with his intentions: "Someone enters this exotic space from the entrance? And, cultivation is ... very high!"

In the next moment, Yan Zhaoge himself can also feel the violent shock at the entrance of the exotic space.

The opponent's movements were unrestrained, and there was no sign of concealment, and he directly forcibly tore the purple cloud smoke at the entrance by force and broke in.

The entrant came at a speed, and soon reached the mouth of the deep valley.

Yan Zhaoge pouted, looked up, and saw a silver-haired old man staring down at him.

Seeing the corpse of the young man on the ground, the silver-haired old man suddenly gave a sorrowful roar, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Yan Zhaoge felt the strong breath from the silver-haired old man and touched his chin: "Nian Chen?"

The blood dragon faction, masters who have mastered the Jiulong's Jiulong fingers, will cut off their left thumb.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes fell on the old man's left hand, and he saw that this palm had only four fingers and his thumb was missing.

He smacked his lips: "Really."

Nian Chen stared at Yan Zhaoge with great anger and said, "You are ... Yan Zhaoge?"

This elder of the blood dragon school has just left the border. Before that, Qian Xiu has been shut down to stay away from the world. Recently, he only came out because of Shi Jun, Shen Ying, and Nian Wei.

After going out, he put all his thoughts on searching for Shi Jun's whereabouts.

Yan Zhaoge's current name is really loud, and the doormen will naturally report to Yan Chenge the story and experience of Yan Zhaoge.

But Nian Chen has always been arrogant, and at this moment, because of the death of Nian Wei, his anger rushed to the top of his head, and suddenly there was a dragon chant.

The more angry, Nian Chen instead of underestimating the enemy, even if Beiming avatar stood quietly beside Yan Zhaoge, like a statue, Nian Chen noticed its existence.

Dao Daoguang, turned into a blood dragon in the air, and then condensed into a huge light and shadow.

This light and shadow dragon has a single body with one arm and nine fingers on a huge claw.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Nian Chen calmly and sneered: "If I do it, a master warrior can still leave a corpse? Shouldn't you think that a low-grade spirit soldier can protect him?"

Nian Chen stretched out his hands, and the nine fingers gleamed brightly, showing the sharp cuffs of the nine red bloods and the golden light.

Wearing finger cots, Nian Chen's hands are like the claws of a dragon.

The anger on his face converged at the moment, and his anger was turned into ruthlessness: "The seven sword marks are the handwriting of the young animal named Shi!"

"But it's not your hands, it must be related to you!"

Beside Nian Chen, other blood-dragon martial arts appeared at this time, and one of the middle-aged men was so extraordinary that he was able to reach the state of a grand master in the late Yuanfu period.

He saw the corpses of Gu Di Nian Wei and others, his eyes flashing with pain and deep worry.

Yan Zhaoge glanced and recognized that the middle-aged man was the missing father of Shen Ying, Shen Shicheng, the current head of the Blood Dragon School.

Shen Shicheng both deplored the fall of his disciples and worried about his daughter.

He looked at Yan Zhaoge and said with a deep voice: "Yang Zhaoge, son of Yan, Daming has been so sturdy recently, Shen really doesn't want to see you here."

"If you stay in Changli Mountain, it's enough. Since you are here, it means that you and Shi Jun are bound to be related!" Shen Shicheng shook his head slowly: "Shi Jun, apprentice, mysterious origin, so are you."

"You said that you are looking for Changli Mountain, which is very common, but that Shi Jun's apprentice is also a guest living in Changli Mountain. It is not under the gate of Changli Mountain. Changli Mountain Gate people help them to understand their apprenticeship. , Why did it appear here? "

Shen Shicheng asked in a deep voice: "Yonggongzi has always been bright and upright, wouldn't it be said that all of this is a coincidence? Or, you want to deny that the sword marks on my teacher's nephew Nianwei are not what Shi Jun did?"