History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Yan Di ordered the internal affairs of Zongmen, and Yan Zhaoge went to see Feng Yunsheng.

After years of intensive training, Feng Yunsheng is already in sight.

If it weren't for Fu Enshu's talents, and if he hadn't delayed his time in these years, Feng Yunsheng might be better at blue than blue.

Even so, Fu Enshu has long felt that the footsteps of his apprentice are continually approaching behind him.

In recent years, Fu Enshu can successfully break through the difficulties that countless warriors of the Eight Greatest Worlds can't stop. The success is beyond sacred. I have to say that part of the pressure comes from Feng Yunsheng.

Fu Enshu is very pleased that his disciples are able to grow blue and grow into pillars.

But for her consistently strong, this is another very hurtful thing.

Of course, Fu Enshu will not suppress Feng Yunsheng, she will only continue to pressurize herself and work hard.

This is the practice madman up and down the Guangcheng Mountain, this struggle, after all, still achieved results.

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help but sigh, successful people have their own strengths, but they have some things in common.

For example, a considerable portion of the successful people are good at turning stress into motivation. They can't bear ordinary people, so they can achieve what ordinary people can't do.

Feng Yunsheng in front of him is another example.

"Your pass this time, you need to retreat and work hard." Yan Zhaoge smiled and said: "However, I believe that by the time I come back from childhood, I should have successfully completed and passed the barrier. "

Feng Yunsheng sat cross-legged in the quiet room and nodded: "This level is not easy, but I also have confidence."

"Participating in the joint construction of Tai Yi's battlefield and fighting against Sheng Lingzi, Guan Lide and others have greatly benefited me."

After all, Sheng Lingzi, Guan Lide, and others are too high to cultivate, far higher than the current Feng Yunsheng.

Under normal circumstances, the warriors in the Grand Master Realm cannot say that they have engaged in combat with the warriors in the Xianqiao Realm.

Feng Yunsheng, with the help of the Holy Soldier and the help of the formation, took part in the battle that he could not touch at present, which is extremely great wealth.

Unlike Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di who took the trick with her, it was a real battle between life and death, and the gains could not be replaced and simulated.

After the war, Yan Di, Yan Zhaoge, Yuan Zhengfeng and others pointed out that she could digest these gains.

For Feng Yunsheng, it is not just for now, even in the future, even after a long period of time, he will benefit.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "In that case, I wish you all success and we will see you later."

Feng Yunsheng was silent for a moment.

Yan Zhaoge said strangely: "What's wrong?"

Feng Yunsheng, who is hesitant like now, is really rare.

She exhaled for a long time, looked up at Yan Zhaoge, and said softly: "This retreat, if I can successfully transcend the saint, after going out of the customs, I plan to go out to travel."

Yan Zhaoge heard the words with a slightly solemn expression: "Ready to go far?"

If it was only a short distance, Feng Yunsheng, who had always been neat and straightforward, would not be so hesitant.

"Well, it may be longer if it is farther away." Sure enough, Feng Yunsheng nodded: "It is not limited to the upper bound of the realm, and may also try to go to some lower realm."

When Yan Zhaoge heard this, he already understood.

Feng Yunsheng's so-called tour is similar to Si Kongqing's trip to overseas oceans when he was in the Eighth World.

The goal is not only to grow knowledge, but to sharpen ourselves to the greatest extent possible.

Almost completely separated from the protection of Zongmen and the forces behind him, with his own martial strength, he killed a bloody road.

In the upper realm, just go to the lower realm, and most of Feng Yunsheng will not use treasures such as the crown of Taiyin and the Rising Sun Divine Sword.

Feng Yunsheng said slowly: "Zhao Ge, do you know? In recent years, I feel that my knife has started to become dull."

"Although I have never been lazy in practice, although I have also participated in the Taiyi breakout to face a strong enemy before, I still have a feeling."

"I am becoming dull, and it is getting duller!"

Yan Zhaoge pondered for a while and said, "I understand what you mean, you want to be like Sikong's sister."

"I have no intention of interfering with your decision, but my current situation in the upper realm is comparable to that of the Eight Greatest Worlds."

Yan Zhaoge rubbed his temple gently: "Although there were strong enemies such as the Great Sun Sect and the Heavenly Thunder Hall in the Eight Great World, the gate itself was also one of the six holy places. Become extraordinary, this is the time for strong. "

"Right now in the upper realm, this gate can only be regarded as a firm foothold, with limited influence. You are walking outside, which is much more dangerous than Sikong's sister."

Speaking of which, Yan Zhaoge grinned: "Especially I provoke a lot of opponents, you walk outside alone, it is even more dangerous."

Feng Yunsheng smiled slightly: "No matter how dangerous it is, it will never be more difficult than when I first escaped from the Sun Sect."

"I want to come now. It was the most difficult day of my life, but it was also a valuable asset."

Feng Yunsheng laughed self-deprecatingly: "I feel that I have been eating the two-year old children all these years, and the old children always eat up."

After listening to Yan Zhaoge, he pondered.

Feng Yunsheng sighed: "The step-by-step training is not suitable for me. The limit between life and death is the best grindstone for me."

Yan Zhaoge reached out and flicked on her forehead: "How do I feel that you are suitable for practicing Demon Martial Arts?"

"I will not kill for no reason in order to practice martial arts." Feng Yunsheng laughed.

After a long silence, Yan Zhaoge said, "I want to go, I won't stop you."

He was also a straightforward person, but if Feng Yunsheng really said it, it would be unlucky to know how long it will be.

This is still good, if it's bad ...

"Sister Sikong, I didn't get so muddy ..." Yan Zhaoge smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

Then, he seriously looked at Feng Yunsheng: "It can be seen that you are not impulsive, as it is, be prepared for everything and be careful."

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows and smiled: "We never have to follow the attitude of the child. When you leave the border, if I haven't come back, don't wait for me, just go at your own pace."

"When I look forward to your return, the edge is stronger, let me see what kind of good knife you grind."

Feng Yunsheng was also reluctant, but when he heard this, he smiled generously: "It's one of my biggest motivations to come back to see you."

Yan Zhaoge's smile suddenly became a little thief: "After we come back, we should almost be officially married? By then, your bones will be more stable ..."

Feng Yunsheng couldn't help crying and laughing: "Why are you talking about it, you went straight down the third road? I'm raising my breath, and you will make me discouraged."

Yan Zhaoge Zhenzhen said: "I had planned it all. When you get out of this time, I will choose a day to do things!"

Feng Yunsheng put his hands on his hips, glanced at him angrily, and said bitterly, "Okay!"

She suddenly stretched out her hands, pressed Yan Zhaoge's head from both sides to make it impossible to dodge, and then went straight up, "clicking".

Yan Zhaoge opened his mouth and made no sound.

Feng Yunsheng backed away, biting his lip and smiling: "When I come back, just do what you say!"