History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Uncle Wei raised an endless chill in his heart.

The higher the cultivation base, the more clearly you can feel Yan Zhaoge's horror.

After his extraordinary master's cultivation became the realm, he could not clearly see Yan Zhaoge's movement to seize Wei Yunsheng.

When Yan Zhaoge stood still to speak again, he discovered that Yan Zhaoge had reached his eyelids in an instant.

The other party killed while chatting and laughing. Uncle Wei had already rescued him in the first place, but he still could only watch Wei Yunsheng's neck broken by Yan Zhaoge.

This made old man cold all over the body.

He was convinced that Yan Zhaoge's real age was not much different from his appearance age, but after confirming this, he was even more shocked and even had the urge to run around.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Old Man Wei and he smiled: "Since I've been waiting for you here, you don't have to think about leaving."

Old Man Wei rushed upwards, his palms out, and the palm of the sky fell on the cloud, pushing the palm to the extreme. The clouds above the sky dome cloud turned into a boundless turbulence, calling towards Yan Zhaoge.

Above the old man Wei's body, a huge figure appeared, but it was his martial arts.

It seems that there are portraits composed of heavy clouds of smoke, which are both magnificent and magnificent, deducing the essence of the sky and the palm of the sky.

Yan Zhaoge just smiled indifferently, and his palm was pushed forward flatly again, and it was played by the wide palm of the sky, as if the palm of the sky covered the sky.

No matter how magnificent and magnificent the sea of ​​clouds is, the sky is still covered by the sky.

As Yan Zhaoge turned his hands, the world seemed to turn with him, and the sea of ​​clouds suddenly became fragmented!

Old Man Wei gritted his teeth, sipped, and there were Taoist signs flashing in his pupils.

Between the flashes of runes, the light flow of the airway above the Laofeng City flashed, intersecting the vertical and horizontal, quickly forming a huge magic circle.

The power of the phalanx was falling down, to be blessed on the old man Wei, so that he was almost crushed by Yan Zhaoge, and he once again had a solid momentum.

If someone had previously told Old Man Wei that he was fighting a young man under the age of thirty, not only would he not be able to beat each other, but also to protect his life by guarding the big formation, the old man must spray him with a spitting star.

But now, he is only worried about one thing, that is, his own formation is not strong enough!

At the same time that the mind urged the family to guard the large formation, a spiritual bracelet on Old Man Wei's wrist also glowed, and Dao Dao Qi also blessed him.

Supported by the power of the Noble Spirit Soldier, Old Man Wei felt that he not only temporarily increased his strength, but even more easily manipulated the Guardian Array.

Seeing this scene, Yan Zhaoge kept on the palm, still falling as if the sky dome collapsed.

He seemed to turn a blind eye to Old Man's movements, but took a step forward.

I don't see how to act, just a simple step, but the time and space of Yan Zhaoge's feet seem to change at this moment.

The large formation that shrouded Laofeng City was actually delayed for a while.

A line of patterns lit up on the ground, but at the moment it seemed like a long snake, while Yan Zhaoge stepped on the tail.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and took another step forward, directly to the old man Wei.

That high palm, also suddenly fell at this moment!

High-grade spirit soldier, broken!

The sky falls into clouds, broken!

Old Man Wei desperately looked at the palm of his dome as if it were the top of the sky dome, trying to resist, but found that his body could not move.

"Give me a hand!" Suddenly, a sudden drink sounded, far away from the horizon, and instantly reached my eyes!

The sound made the whole Laofeng City seem to tremble, and the people in the city were dizzy and crooked.

Feng Yunsheng, Ahu, Zhang Qiansong and others all looked slightly awe-inspiring: "Wu Sheng!"

There was a fire in the sky, burning from the sky, instantly covering half of the sky, and then pressing towards Laofeng City.

The flame was blue, cruel and brutal, and penetrated the sky, making everyone in Laofeng City feel impulsive, as if they were going to burn and turn into ashes.

Then, a little white light, blooming from the boundless blue sea of ​​fire, rushed towards Yan Zhaoge!

White light spread out in the void, as if the white crane spread its wings, scrolled the road, and fell together.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said: "This should be the stone fire recipe among the five fires, and the Baihe treasure gun, one of the seven bird treasure guns? Sure enough, it is the orthodox of the Daxuan royal family, but it seems incomplete? No wonder , You are a distant relative. "

As he said, Yan Zhaoge still clapped at the old man with one palm, while the other hand clenched into a fist.

Yan Zhaoge clenched his fist in one hand, then hit it against the white light piercing himself in the sky.

This fist was shot, but it was the use of the Beiming Shen gun, and the gun art was turned into boxing. The fist was like the gun of the same big gun!

A black sea seemed to appear over Laofeng City. During the tide of the sea, a huge and unkempt pomfret leaped into Dapeng and went straight for nine days!

Fist-to-fist, gun-to-gun, the forces of the two sides met in mid-air, and the aftermath only made the guardian of Laofeng City on the verge of breaking.

And Yan Zhaoge's Guangchengtianzhang never stopped. In front of the other party, he took a good old man, Liuyang, and shattered it!

The blue sea of ​​fire in the sky burst, and a figure came out of it.

It was a middle-aged man in gold armor, with a majestic face, bloody and full body, and a terrifying and powerful spirit.

Ordinary warriors who are not firm in their will will lose heart and lose their fighting spirit if they are exposed to such an impetus.

"It is General Yang! General Luanxiang Yang Zhaozhen!" There were people in Laofeng City who recognized this middle-aged general, and could not help but exclaim.

Convenience is the great Qin warrior who has always guarded Luan Xiangzhou. He has a cruel temperament and kills Yingye. Before the large-scale anti-profound, he had countless lives. countless.

Only this General Yang, his eyes were flashing with anger.

It was darkened by the firelight, and it looked even more vicious.

Old man Wei was killed by Yan Zhaoge in his face, but his own shot was still blocked by Yan Zhaoge. Yang Zhaozhen suddenly felt dull.

Yan Zhaoge killed Old Man Wei with one palm, and took back his palm indifferently, calmly staring at Yang Zhaozhen: "Hey, come here in person? Is it to catch us and use us as a bait to set up and capture more dark Sect Warriors? "

Yang Zhaozhen stared at Yan Zhaoge: "It's not a dark descendant, who is your teacher?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "Is this important? In short, I'm keeping this person from the Dark Sect."

Yang Zhaozhen said coldly: "It's really not important, all anti-thieves should be blamed!"

After all, Yang Zhaozhen's figure moved, white light reappeared, scrolling heavily, and overwhelmingly fell towards Yan Zhaoge!