History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The figure suddenly appeared in front of Yan Zhaoge himself, but a young man dressed in red.

The man in red also scrolled through the endless fire, standing his palm like a sword and swaying like a phoenix, chopping towards Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge blinked, the other party was a martial arts triple, a warrior in the later stage of unity, looking young, but actually a master of the years.

The previous battle between Wang Hui and Bai Ziming and Wang Hui and Beiming dovetailed. He wanted to help, and his strength was slightly weak.

But now Wang Hui is driving the golden inkstone to block Bai Ziming and they are fighting against Beiming Doppelganger again, but this man has attacked Yan Zhaoge himself!

"Capture him and force him to urge his avatar to see the level of Divine Martial Saints to help, and I will have a chance to get out!"

Without careful communication, the two brothers and sisters Wang Hui have already made up their minds.

It seemed to be insignificant before, but Yan Zhaoge, one of Wu Sheng's first realms, was suddenly hot in the eyes of Wang Hui and the two.

It seems to be the key to solving the predicament in front of you.

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was slashing at himself with a real goal, and the actual target enveloped all sides, cutting off all his opponents who had retreated.

Instead of evading as expected by the other party, he stepped forward in response to the flame.

The man in red was slightly stunned, unable to figure out why a martial arts warrior who dared to do this action at the early stage of unity.

His behavior looked the same as death, as if he had taken the initiative to shoot at the Blade of Flame.

Yan Zhaoge raised his palm, and when he turned his palm, he slid it towards the top of his opponent's head.

A palm everywhere, like heaven!

The flame blades that originally enveloped Yan Zhaoge's ups and downs were all twisted upside down.

The man in red presented a scene in front of him. The sky above the head seemed to collapse, and he wanted to hit himself in the head.

He was so shocked that he didn't dare to catch Yan Zhaoge again, and urged his own sword skills.

The flaming phoenix spreads its wings, and the flames of the sky are turned into infinite blades.

He found that the opponent in front of him was never simple!

He and Wang Hui's previous thoughts were completely wrong.

Yan Zhaoge is not a small shrimp he can grasp in his imagination, but an enemy of life and death!

He now only wants to kill Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge's movements, if not seen, were photographed with one palm!

In other people's eyes, it seemed that the sky dome collapsed.

But the man in red who faced Yan Zhaoge was horrified. Not only did the sky dome collapse, but the whole world even reversed at this moment!

The world is overturned, and the universe is transposed!

The fire in the sky, like a candlelight in a fragile wind, is easily extinguished in this terrifying catastrophe.

The man in red roared, and the fire rolled around, turning into a red phoenix and retreating quickly!

Firelight travels between heaven and earth, trying to escape from the havoc that turned upside down.

But Yan Zhaoge smiled, and the other hand was raised, and his hands fell together!

Not only in the consciousness of the man in red, the true void, was collapsed and rolled by Yan Zhaoge!

The man in red was unavoidable and could only make a cry, hands up, and hurriedly held the palms of Yan Zhaoge's shot.

Only in the first time of contact between the two sides, the man in red was shocked all over his body, and his bones crackled and popped, as if to be photographed directly by Yan Zhaoge.

"Such great power ?! This is the early martial art of unity?" The red-faced man was dumbfounded. "It's simpler than the strength. Isn't this the same as the early state of seeing God?"

In the snoring of the man in red, Yingying purple light also appeared on his body.

Ziguang is everywhere, holding the palm of Yan Zhaoge's depression to save the man in red from being beaten to death.

Seeing that the man in red also had a purple light appearing on him, Yan Zhaoge smiled indifferently: "Have you done Yinde Baiqi?"

Under the impulse of the thunderstrike, Yan Zhaoge clapped one after another. The terrifying palm power seemed like a serial thunderbolt.

The earth-shattering power of terror constantly stirs up the purple light of the man in the red suit.

After this earth-shaking, the truth of the world has been determined. Under the continuous reversal of the bombardment of the real meaning of the two instruments, the purple light of Ford, which does not kill, is also beginning to break!

Under the horrified gaze of the man in red, his bodyguard Ziguang was forcibly opened by Yan Zhaoge!

The domineering and powerful force invaded his body and beat his bones and blood veins together!

But what shocked him even more was that, under the power of Yan Zhaoge ’s horror, the fiery elements in his body turned into yin to cold, freezing his soul.

"You ..." The man in red opened his mouth wide, and he could no longer resist the palm of Yan Zhaoge's hand before he finished speaking.

Yan Zhaoge covered the giant hand with a palm of his hand and directly beat the man in red with his head cracked and whistled.

"Stop it!" Wang Hui was unpredictable and was about to be rescued by Golden Inkstone, but was intercepted by Bai Ziming.

She herself lost to Beiming avatar, and let Beiming avatar directly pass through the shoulder blade.

Yan Zhaoge smiled faintly: "Sorry, Yan's martial arts practice is relatively violent, and it is not easy to keep his hand, which is offending."

Wang Hui clenched her teeth and stared at Yan Zhaoge: "You ... you actually ..."

Yan Zhaoge clapped his hands indifferently: "Respecting the Master is the Southern Supreme, but this does not mean that you have the ability to respect the Master, nor does it mean that when Yan Mou is facing you, you have to fight with your hands and let you slaughter . "

"You want the persimmon to pick up the soft pinch, it's nothing." Yan Zhaoge smiled, "I also like to pinch the soft persimmon."

As soon as Wang Hui's eyes were black, he almost spurted blood.

Bai Ziming also looked at Yan Zhaoge in shock.

Although I heard that Yan Zhaoge's strength is incalculable, it is far from being comparable to other martial artists in the same realm.

But seeing Yan Zhaoge of Wu Shengyizhong with his own eyes, and killing his opponent of Wusheng Triple Realm with a palm, the impact made Bai Ziming feel chills in the back.

In particular, the strength of the man in red is actually not weak. On the contrary, as the Southern Supreme Master, he is extremely outstanding among the martial artists of the same realm!

But in the face of Yan Zhaoge, he was defeated without suspense.

"It's not that he is too weak, but that Yan Zhaoge is too strong ..." Bai Ziming gasped: "Wait, he's in power, as if he's seen it somewhere, but he's not as grand and domineering as he is. The feeling of Mo Zhineng ... "

Wang Hui wanted to fight, but suddenly a strong breath came from afar, and the world shook.

The clouds and fog broke open, and the nine-day gang wind swept through, and a giant ship of Shenzhou appeared in the sight of everyone.

Zheng Ming was standing on a boat in the wind and his face was not very beautiful.

Yan Zhaoge and Bai Ziming glanced at him, and they knew that the Wu Sheng Liu Chong he traced, and seeing the strong man in the realm of the later period of the god, most of them got out.

Seeing Wang Hui, Zheng Ming breathed a sigh of relief.