History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge held the Huihong sword, and the blade pointed towards him, and it was shattered.

Everyone who faced his sword front seemed to have an infinite vision in front of him.

Mountains and rivers rewind, the world ruptures, all beings wither, and everything annihilates.

The world is like going to the end of the world, everything is at the end, only demise and silence.

Yan Zhaoge Ping picked up the sword in his hand and smiled: "I practiced a sword sword, and I practiced harder. I just lay the foundation. Only by killing and seeing the blood, can I really practice it, just like completing the final start for the sword . "

"And, it needs a level of sharpening stone."

During the speech, Yan Zhaoge stabbed with a sword.

Jianfeng a little white brilliance circulated, to the fierce and evil.

Even the Yanhong Zhao singer's inferior Shenghui Huihong sword, which urged Kendo, was buzzing, as if he could not bear his master's kendo.

All Guangzong martial artists changed their faces.

Yan Zhaoge actually wanted to slaughter them in order to completely refine his own sword of extinction.

Outside of Nongyuxuan, the elder Guangmingzong of Nawusheng Triple Realm was furious and greeted him first.

The magnificent and overbearing power shot down towards Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge's Jianfeng slanted his fingers. In the infinite amount of light, there was suddenly a black dot. This black dot has a trend of continuous expansion.

When the other party saw it, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he only felt the immeasurable light of his true element, which was continually annihilating.

He quickly strengthened his shot strength, but who knew Yan Zhaoge was a trick.

After the sword was over, the figure turned upright, waiting for other warriors of the Bright Sect to come up, and it had already changed its position.

Yan Zhaoge appeared behind the warrior of the Ming Sect in the Triple Realm of Wusheng, and directly shot the overbearing Fan Tianyin.

The opponent turned back and took Yan Zhaoge's move. Although he was not injured, he was not stable, and his body retreated.

Suddenly there was a huge suction behind him, but the gates of the Dragon Hall were open, like monsters with huge mouths.

The opponent slapped his hand back to repel the Dragon Hall, but Yan Zhaoge came back with a sword, forcing him to stop Yan Zhaoge's attack.

Yan Zhaoge then showed the bite furnace and accurately intercepted the other party's attack.

Immediately afterwards, it was another palm, and the opponent continued to retreat and fell into the dragon palace!

The strongest of Wusheng Triple Realm, the Dragon Hall is difficult to suppress itself, and can only barely close him for a few breaths.

But for Yan Zhaoge, it was enough, and the tiger immediately entered the flock, and entered the camp of other warriors.

Nong Yuxuan growled with a lapse of six interest hours.

The Sun Seal can only do one attack, and the offensive is gradually exhausted, flying backwards back to Yan Zhaoge.

The horrible Youhuang sword was suddenly liberated, and Nong Yuxuan immediately recovered it!

Feng Yunsheng's double pupils, which were similar to the sun, finally appeared a bit fluctuating at the moment of the seventh breath, an unprecedented fiery!

With a knife edge, she hurt herself, leaving a knife mark on her arm.

The blood Rin sun god blade flowed over the blade, and the black air exuded from it, interweaving with the blue light.

Feng Yunsheng ascended into the sky as a whole, and was even thrown into the dark atmosphere of black fire!

At this moment, Youlan Rin is like an extinction, but the magnificent Youhuang Demon Fire starts to fluctuate.

Nong Yuxuan's expression changed, and he noticed that Feng Yunsheng was actually trying to capture his glory.

He once thought about this possibility, which was originally not taken by him, but at this moment he could clearly feel that his own glorious sword energy was shocked again.

It is not only those temporarily contained in the body, but the unrefined Youhuang Sword Qi has changed.

Even the power of Obsidian Luo, who had been refined by him, was also restless, as if he would rebel at any time.

"Not only that knife, she also has problems!" Nong Yuxuan instantly understood.

Stumbled twice on the same stone, Nong Yuxuan did not care about the annoyance and depression, but tried his best to stabilize his glory.

Feng Yunsheng in front of him obviously obtained such a powerful force temporarily by some secret method.

He didn't envelope Yun Sheng's ability to persist for a long time, and after a long time, he must collapse first.

As long as there is no support from the sun's strength, Feng Yunsheng, who first entered the Grand Master's realm, cannot continue to compete with Wu Sheng Realm for Yuhuang Daoqi.

Eighth interest.

Seeing that Yan Zhaoge's swordsmanship was fierce, and Nong Yuxuan was blocked by a woman he hadn't seen before, Cheng Song's eyes were more dignified.

He wanted to cross the Beiming avatar, but the Beiming avatar was too fast.

Wu Sheng San Chong, the Beiming avatar of the later realm of unity, is only faster than speed, not inferior to Wu Sheng Si Chong, seeing Cheng Song in the early realm of God, even a little faster.

The dark green bamboo stick made Cheng Song shy, but he was unable to embarrass him of his sacred soldiers, but it fell on him.

It was only in this way that Cheng Song was distracted and could not fully exert himself.

So that he was intercepted by the Beiming avatar with Kunlong gun and Aohan Wuyi, it was difficult to target Yan Zhaoge deity.

Yan Zhaoge at the moment, under a sword, is fierce and powerful.

The Huihong sword, which was the best among the inferior saints, now converges at the moment.

Only the sharp edge of the sword was fierce and the white mang flashed.

The sword edge crossed, and a sublime soldier of the Ming Sect Wu Sheng, a long sword, and the blade was punctured by a sword of Yan Zhaoge!

A small hole appeared on the blade, which seemed to be not the size of a awn, but its brightness was suddenly dim, and the aura quickly dissipated!

It seems that a life with independent will was hurt and vital, and life quickly moved away from it.

The ninth interest.

In the tumultuous atmosphere of black fire, Feng Yunsheng was inside, and the blood on his arm continued to flow.

Upon contact with the enchanting magic atmosphere around the surroundings, these essences and blood were immediately swallowed and burned out.

The vicious blade of the sword, which was originally fierce, suddenly became a lot calmer at this moment, and then was constantly absorbed by the sacred sword of Feng Yunsheng.

Rin Sun Divine Sword and Feng Yunsheng's own momentum are more and more prosperous, but Feng Yunsheng's face is becoming more and more disappointed.

With the loss of essence and blood, she became weaker and weaker, all supported by the magical power of the sun.

It's just that the more Youhuang Sword Qi is absorbed by the Rinian Sword, the stronger the Rinyi Sword is, and the faster it will absorb the Youhuang Sword.

In the end, Rin's Divine Sword was almost actively engulfing Youhuang Sword Qi.

In addition to the black smoke, Yan Zhaoge's sword beheaded his opponent's paladin, and his sword intention became more fierce and horrible.

The martial spirit on his head became more and more blurred at this time, similar to nothing.

The stronger and stronger the sword will be, the more obscure the sword will be.

It seems as if everything is perishing, going to the end, and together they belong to nothingness.

Nong Yuxuan insisted on clenching his teeth and stabilizing his glory.

He wanted to simply ignore Feng Yunsheng and Youhuang Daoqi, and attack Yan Zhaoge first, but his body stood still and he did not listen.

Cheng Song began to frantically attack the defense line of Beiming Doppelganger.

The elder Guangmingzong of the Triple Realm of Wusheng in the Qunlong Palace is about to rush out of the Qunlong Palace.

The other strong ancestors of the Ming dynasty swarmed up to win the battle, killing Yan Zhaoge.

Everyone is frantically fighting for the most precious time!

The ninth interest time passes, and the tenth interest time comes!

Yan Zhaoge changed his shape, and did not get entangled with other strong men of the light sect. The target was still the elder of the light sect of the Wu Shengyi heavy realm, which was destroyed by the saint.

The sword light passes over, the blood flower splashes!

But as soon as the blood flew, it disappeared, as if it had never existed in the world.

Even the splash of blood, which was shrouded in swordsmanship, also disappeared!

Yan Zhaoge looked up to the sky and screamed, and the martial arts looks like a sword above his head.

The magnificent glory, with Yan Zhaoge as the center, rises to the sky.