History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge's body torso, the five-color brilliance flashes, which originates from the five internal organs of the body and incarnates the five gods.

Under the operation of the five elements, there is endless chemistry and endless vitality.

So that his physical defense and resilience have been greatly improved, as if incarnate into a human figure, and according to Shang Jun, he is banging his head and covering his face.

Shang Jun's high-grade saints against the axe of heaven and earth were originally sharp weapons. At this moment, they were forced to defend passively.

While playing, Yan Zhaoge murmured to himself: "The quality of the saint soldiers from the sacrifice is not bad."

With a palm up, he almost shook his white jade axe.

"But in addition to the limited strength of the person itself, can't the use of the top grade paladin be perfect?"

"Although it can exert the power of the Paladin itself, it cannot enhance each other with the Paladin. It seems that there is a layer of yarn between the two."

Yan Zhaoge smiled with a smile: "Cheng Ye Bao Guang, defeat also Bao Guang."

There was one more thing in his hand, growing like a short sword, but without a sharp edge.

The top is flattened, as if broken, but the port plane is engraved with imprinted lines.

It is the sword of time.

Yan Zhaoge shot it with a palm, while suppressing Shang Jun, the sword of his time was printed on the axe against the heaven and earth.

Engraved by the imprint of the sword of time, the glory of the axe against the heaven and earth suddenly dimmed.

The white jade-like axe blade seemed to be covered with dust and tarnished.

The next palm, Shang Jun could not resist, the tiger's mouth burst, the white jade axe was shaken, and flew out.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Shang Jun and shook his head slightly: "When I saw Yang Chong, I was still a little unbelievable. Anyway, it was also the sixth realm of Wu Sheng. After practicing martial arts for many years, did I really never think about it? is it serious?"

"Now seeing you as a higher person, I seem to understand a little bit."

"The light of wish within your body not only affects your practice of qi and martial arts, but also subtly influences your concepts and thoughts."

"Everything is gradually engraved in the depths of the soul, becoming a common instinct and common sense, and I will not think about questioning and opposing."

Yan Zhaoge sucked his lips: "However, the closer to the avenue, the more true it is. It stands to reason that it will still be noticed if you cultivate to a certain level? It's just that you are in this state, and you don't seem to feel it."

"So, how high is the level to realize the problem?"

Yan Zhaoge looked up and down Shang Jun, and Shang Jun's complexion was green: "Demons are outsiders, even if they are rampant for a while, a hundred years later, and it depends on you."

He stepped wrongly under his feet and stepped on for twelve times. Ripples spread in the void, as if the clouds were flying, and the whole person flew backwards.

The ground support of Yun Miao Xingzong is called "hand", but in fact he has both palm and body skills.

Twelve steps in a row, almost has the ability to move the void.

Shang Jun, however, dared not continue to fight Yan Zhaoge and fled.

Just in the distance, he had a tenth martial art in the fairy court, the strongest person in the supreme realm of the world.

As long as he can escape, he will be safe immediately.

But how did Yan Zhaoge let him run away?

In his left hand, he pinched a sword tactic, and in his right hand, his sword was slanted.

Yan Zhaoge's whole body is one with Jianguang, as if incarnate into a long river of time, chasing to Shangjun quickly.

As time goes by, Yan Zhaoge's time around the void seems to speed up suddenly.

His speed seemed to be abruptly faster. For Shang Jun, it took a few breaths to move the distance, and Yan Zhaoge suddenly caught up in one breath.

Shang Jun was anxious and turned his back to Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge's sword light dispersed, avoiding Shang Jun's power.

He punched out with a punch, chaos looming between light and darkness.

At the next moment, chaos converged, and light and darkness continued to metamorphose.

The boundless darkness receded into countless light.

In the light, the twelve heavenly wheels rotate in the void, as if twelve glorious deities, illuminating the endless void.

Next, the light is broken, the two ceremonies are not saved, and the world is broken!

Hidden Promise of the Promise of the Profound Book of the Great Light, the fierce blow in Shang Junxin's mouth!

Ten shining runes around Shang Jun's body rotate together, and all the true elements protect themselves.

In the roaring sound, all ten runes were broken, and all of them were spouting with blood.

Singer Yan Zhao kept on playing, his fist stayed in front of Shang Jun's chest, exerting force again!

In the next moment, Shang Jun's chest was completely punched by Yan Zhaoge!

Shang Jun's eyes widened and he stared at Yan Zhaoge, not looking dead.

At this moment, Shang Jun, who has always been full of confidence and superiority in his own ethics, had a little doubt for the first time.

He is a strong martial artist of the Eightfold Realm of Wusheng, and he died in the hands of a seeing God Wusheng?

Fu Ting looked aside and suddenly said softly: "You don't have to be so unwilling, my generation of authentic Sanqing descendants, like him, may not be able to produce one for thousands of years."

She originally planned to join forces with Yan Zhaoge.

Fu Ting, who had a brief encounter with Yan Zhaoge and had a general understanding of Yan Zhaoge's strength, was not worried that Yan Zhaoge would be no match for Shang Jun.

But the difficulty of defeating an enemy is different from that of killing an enemy.

Even if it is the inheritance of Xianting, a Xianqiao Wusheng of the Wusheng Eightfold Realm does not want to fight deadly and wants to run away, at least Fu Ting is not sure that he can leave each other.

But looking down on the whole battle, Fu Ting fell silent.

She has always been the proud daughter of heaven and grew up in a place like the upper boundary of the world. Since her debut, her opponents of the same realm and rivals of the same age have never lost.

A genius like Fenghuangzi Zhuang Zhaohui, if at this moment is Wusheng Liuzhong Realm, Wu Ting Wuzhong Fu Ting is not afraid of him.

It is unknown whether Fu Ting's own father, the splendid emperor who has crossed the immortals, was able to beat her in the same state as the Wusheng Realm in the past.

Fu Ting, who grew up under this kind of environment, was really shocked today.

She is not an arrogant and ignorant person, and someone who can match her is not without.

Bi Youtian's Gao Qing is not weak in talent.

But a person who completely overwhelmed her, so suddenly appeared in front of her, still made her very uneasy.

This unprecedented experience made Fu Ting feel strange, and even a bit dazed.

But she was extremely determined, and soon calmed down her tumultuous emotions.

Looking at Shang Jun who was unwilling, Fu Ting shook his head slightly and couldn't help saying that.

That's actually the most intuitive idea she has at the moment.

Shang Jun heard the words and touched the corner of his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

Want to speak, after all, breath out, whine.

Yan Zhaoge, if nothing had happened, smiled and said: "Girl Fu has won the prize. You have been talented for many years, and Yan is not one of the mortal beings who are groping forward on the martial road."

Fu Ting squinted at Yan Zhaoge.

I do not know why, the content of the words is obviously very modest, but from the mouth of Yan Zhaoge, how did she feel wrong.

This time, along with the complex feelings in the previous heart, gradually faded.

"You just didn't use the martial arts of the unrelated magic scriptures, just kill him like that?" Fu Ting asked instead.

Yan Zhaoge shrugged: "It's used, but it's just mixed with other martial arts. I practiced the Wuxiang Magic Sutra, and I didn't care about it at all, just for this purpose."

Fu Ting looked at the other side: "Perhaps, it makes no difference whether you use it or not."

Yan Zhaoge looked in the same direction as her.

There, a strong breath is intertwined, and there is clearly another Xianting Supreme, coming to this neighborhood!