History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Yang Zhanhua looked at Yan Zhaoge up and down, but his expression did not change much, but everyone around Guangcheng Mountain could feel the sky becoming cold.

He tilted his head slightly and asked Huang Xu: "He is that Yan Zhaoge, right?"

Huang Xu nodded: "Yes, he is Yan Zhaoge. It stands to reason that Wu Shengxiu didn't make it. It would be right to get involved in the East China Sea enchantment. I never thought it would appear here now."

"It's good to live, it's him who is looking for." Yang Zhanhua said lightly: "I don't know if the boy is tall and thick, I won't kill you, but I will smash your mouth first."

Having said that, Yang Zhanhua no longer ignored the people of Guangcheng Mountain, and directly slapped towards Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge only felt that the world in front of him was instantly white, and no other scene could be seen.

As his cultivation practice continued to improve and his strength continued to increase, such a situation of near loss of perception has not been encountered for a long time.

Only by this trick can we know that Yang Zhanhua's strength is by no means comparable.

"The number of paths of the Youming Shengjiao in those years ... Well, could it be that the Sunri Sect's backer on the upper boundary of the realm was the Bright Sect who came from the same source as the dark Sect but was a dead enemy?

Yan Zhaoge thought, Taishan collapsed and remained unchanged.

Beiming next to him took a step forward, and his body glowed with ice and blue light, turning into a pair of light armor, showing the original appearance of the Aohan Wuyi.

The vast ice sea spreads out, and the ebb-dragon goes out to sea.

The fierce Kunpeng floated from the ice sea, scrolling the boundless giant force and the ice sea dragons, to meet Yang Zhanhua's infinite light in the palm!

The two sides touched hard, Kunpeng shattered, and the light was wiped out.

Yang Zhanhua raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this your confidence? Can you survive the seal of the East China Sea and save this person?"

Jin Jie also looked at Beiming Doppelganger unexpectedly: "Your Excellency is not weak, there are few people like you in the lower realm."

The Wusheng 1st Realm Powerful, with the Holy Soldier in hand, can compete with the Wusheng 2nd Realm Powerful.

However, Yang Zhanhua was an orthodox saint who passed the orthodox ancestors of the Ming Dynasty, and his strength was corrected among warriors in the same realm. Even if he was bare-handed, there weren't many people in the realm of martial arts who could fight against it with a low-grade saint.

Huang Xu from Sunri Sect, Zhang Kun and He Ning from Guangcheng Mountain were also shocked.

Yang Zhanhua only attacked the mountain. Although it was only a small trial, it also made the warriors of the eight worlds feel heavy.

In their view, the hero of Bihai City, Song Wuliang, has Bihaidan Heart Sword in his hands. I am afraid that he can't carry Yang Zhanhua from the upper realm in front of him.

"Unfortunately, that's all." Yang Zhanhua was slightly surprised, and his expression returned to calm.

The golden light rose above his head, and a golden crown floated.

The infinite light enveloped the four sides, as if burning the sun.

Feeling the tremendous power fluctuations among them, the hearts of the people on Guangcheng Mountain sink to the bottom: "Sacred soldier!"

Blessed with the power of the Golden Crown, Yang Zhanhua's momentum suddenly soared, overwhelming Beiming's avatar and Aohan Hanyi.

Fu Enshu stood behind Yan Zhaoge, frowning: "It's not just personal strength that is high ..."

Yan Zhaoge's face did not look unexpected: "It's like a person who is higher than the Wusheng Fourth Realm is difficult to come from the upper boundary of the world. Even if the strength comes, it will be suppressed to the Wusheng Triple Realm. I do n’t want to come down, but the inferior soldiers can. "

He looked at Yang Zhanhua and suddenly smiled: "Unfortunately useless, saying you are not qualified, you are not convinced, then let you know why you are not qualified enough."

Before the words fell, the roar of the dragons roared, and a splendid palace suddenly appeared in front of the Beimingwu Shengsheng, blocking the way of Yang Zhanhua and the Sunburst Crown he carried with him.

The gate of the palace opened and felt the spirit of a real dragon like Yang Yang. Yang Zhanhua was a little surprised: "Why are there so many dragons here?"

The glory of Qunlong Temple was released, covering Yang Zhanhua, and temporarily holding Yang Zhanhua and Xu Riguan together.

Yang Zhanhua uttered a roar, and his whole body was shining brightly, rushing out of the glorious envelope of the Dragon Palace.

His strength is indeed strong, rushing from left to right, and the dragon palaces above are constantly shaking, as if they will be overturned at any time.

Yan Zhaoge looked at everything calmly and calmly, but he felt the martial arts conception of the other party in his heart.

Jin Jie's expression was gloomy.

Although Yang Zhanhua could soon get out of trouble, his vision still made him feel dull together.

The people around Sunri Shrine and Guangcheng Mountain watched. Jin Jie shook his head and took a step forward. The whole person instantly became sharp and extremely sharp.

Although not as grand and as domineering as Yang Zhanhua, Jin Jie feels more violent.

The long sword in his waist came out of the sheath, turned into a blue light, and aimed directly at Yan Zhaoge.

Jin Jie did not help Yang Zhanhua, otherwise the other party might not appreciate it, but he won Yan Zhaoge without any hesitation.

But his sword is fast, Beiming's avatar is faster, and he is wearing Aohan armor, blocking him in front of Jinjie.

"It's a pity that the sword was damaged before and stayed in the upper realm to warm up." Jin Jie frowned, but his strength was also extremely strong, totally inferior to Yang Zhanhua, a high-grade spirit soldier was in hand, and also showed extremely powerful strength Jianguang unfolded and enveloped Beiming's avatar.

Jin Jie gradually found that something was wrong when he calmed down.

The Beiming avatar in front of him was silent and silent. Although a martial arts practice was shocking and vulgar, and it was displayed most vividly, it always felt a little dull.

Jin Jie watched carefully, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind: "... shouldn't it?"

At this moment, the audience, whether it was the Sun Sect or Guangcheng Mountain, were also surprised.

Coming from the upper realm, the two martial arts double-strongs could not take Yan Zhaoge for a time, which inevitably surpassed their expectations.

"That palace, what is it baby? Why did Wu Sheng help Yan Zhaoge? That holy soldier looked like a rumored, former Aohan Wusheng of Binglong Wusheng, but this person was not Binglong Wu. Holy, what the hell ... "

Everyone was puzzled in their hearts. At this time Huang Xu, the Sect Sect Master Huang Xu, stepped into the void and stepped forward, walking towards Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at him and said lightly: "You will choose the opportunity."

Huang Xu said: "But you will not choose the timing, I am you, it will not appear."

Jin Jie did not fall. Although Yang Zhanhua was trapped, he could get out of sight. Their side still managed to win, and Guangchengshan saw no real chance of a comeback.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to win Yan Zhaoge, not only made credit, but also did not allow the Guangming Sect of the upper realm to overestimate his own big sun sect.

Huang Xu really made good calculations, the only question was whether he had the ability to win Yan Zhaoge.

A black and bright light group appeared in the hands of Huang Xu, and he lifted it high, and the void suddenly shocked him.

The holy soldiers that belonged to the vast mountains, and the sky axe!

Huang Xu fell with an axe, and a crack appeared in the void, descending on Yan Zhaoge's head.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge, instead of avoiding it, he chuckled.

In the flash of purple light in his hand, a dark green bamboo stick suddenly appeared.

The bamboo stick is divided into five sections and is five feet long.

No aura is exposed, nor does it show the slightest difference, just like ordinary bamboo poles.

But Yan Zhaoge picked up the bamboo stick and hit his face with Huang Xu!

The dark green bamboo stick touched the sky axe.

The result turned out to be that the Paladin shuddered!

Huang Xu stunned, the sage was shaking with a five-foot bamboo stick?

Sky Axe had a meal in the air, but Yan Zhaoge's movements didn't stop at all. Immediately again, he continued to fight Huang Xu.

Huang Xu was frightened, and his robe gleamed with radiance, and nine rounds of golden sun on the robe rose together.

"Snapped!"

With a muffled sound, nine suns fell together!

A top-grade spirit soldier was beaten by Yan Zhaoge with a stick!

Huang Xu was dumbfounded!

"How to fight between Guangcheng Mountain and Dayi Shengzong is also a matter of the Eight Greatest Worlds." Yan Zhaoge smiled aloud: "You now have an outsider come in and lift the table, telling me that you are not going to follow the original rules Alright? "

"Also, it's a kind of patience to find people. Everyone has their own skills. If you lift the table, then I will burn the house, and you and the people you find don't want to go."