History’s Strongest Senior Brother

One party supreme, beheaded on the spot!

Such a scene is undoubtedly shocking and earth-shattering.

Even more shocking, the person who slays the supreme side is not a higher-level strong, but the realm of the same supreme martial saint.

But when the young man in the white shirt did it, all this was taken lightly.

Haoyang Supreme Pei Hua did not step forward to help the Qingpao man.

On the contrary, the first time he recognized the boy in white shirt, he turned around and left!

Even Yan Zhaoge, Fu Ting and Taiyangyin ignored it.

It's just that although Pei Hua immediately escaped, the white-shirted young man didn't let him go. A sword was slashed away, and the white sword gas immediately chased behind Pei Hua.

Pei Hua said with hate: "Dragon Xueji, if you dare to come here, I will have an emperor and a strong man in my fairy court!"

In white jade crown, the young man, Long Xuejing, said casually: "The emperor who came from outside cannot cut me."

A sword fell, the golden big day suddenly dim, the day was thin.

Long Xueji took a step forward, another sword.

The daylight was completely annihilated, and the void was transformed into a complete darkness.

In Pei Hua's grunt, one arm was cut off.

At the point where his wound broke, the white sword lingered, not only was the wound not controlled, but it continued to spread.

The white sword qi rose along the wound, causing Pei Hua's broken arm to be broken and annihilated, further threatening him.

Long Xueji raised the sword for the third time.

Seeing that Pei Hua only had his eyes closed and waiting to die, there were suddenly golden flowers in the void, forming a sea of ​​flowers.

Jinhua blocked the white sword gas, Long Xueji saw it, frowned slightly.

Pei Hua was ecstatic.

Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting both felt shocked in their hearts and felt a very strong will, coming to this side of the void.

More powerful than Pei Hua.

That belongs to the strong who has pushed the fairy door, and has the momentum!

Crossing the human immortal, has become a real immortal body, but relives the world, lowers the world.

"You're not going down slowly." Long Xueji saw this, although a little surprised, but not panicking.

The corners of his eyes swept Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting, shook his head slightly, and suddenly a red light flashed on his body. People had disappeared into the void in front of him, as if they had never appeared before.

Long Xuejing disappeared, and the blossoming golden flowers also disappeared.

"Have you chased after the man named Long Xueji?" Yan Zhaoge thought deeply.

He felt that Long Xueji glanced at himself and Fu Ting before leaving, and there was a little regret in the emotions in his eyes.

Contacting Long Xueji to know herself and Fu Ting, Yan Zhaoge felt that if it wasn't for the Emperor Xianting to show up, Long Xueji might have something to say to herself.

Although fierce, he has no malicious appearance to himself.

When Fang Cailong Xuejing left, he was not afraid of the Emperor Xianting, but wanted to go to another place to fight, so as not to affect Yan Zhaoge and others.

While thinking in Yan Zhaoge's heart, he did not continue to stay in place, but greeted Fu Ting to leave.

But in front of him, the golden sunlight lit up again.

Pei Hua looked bad and looked at Yan Zhaoge coldly: "Just want to leave like this, can't you make things easier?"

Yan Zhaoge looked at the wound on Pei Hua's broken arm a little funny: "The wound caused by the Sword of the Immortal Sword can't be cured, no one will help you, you will be disabled for the rest of your life."

"You are not looking for a place to heal now, would you like to do it with us?"

Pei Hua said coldly: "It's really difficult to capture the two of you, but it's really difficult to do it, but to kill you, it doesn't matter."

He looked at his wounds, but there was not much resentment in his eyes, and more was sighing: "It is among you outside warriors, Long Xueji should also be one of the best masters in the Supreme Wu Sheng?"

"I am not his opponent, but someone can clean him up."

Pei Hua turned his head and looked at Yan Zhaoge: "Just like Shang Jun and Yang Chong are not your opponents, I can kill you."

With that said, Pei Hua fisted in one hand and called Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting directly!

As soon as he started, the white sword suddenly burst out again at the broken arm on the other side!

The wound has almost spread to the shoulder.

Pei Hua's face was a little paler, but his expression was cold and unmoved: "You have no use for the Sun Seal, and you are genius no matter how talented you are. If you don't reach the Immortal Bridge, the Sun Seal is also a pearl and dust.

He used the Haori Sun Fist, powerful and unrelenting, ruined the world, and instantly reached Yan Zhaoge's head.

Yan Zhaoge laughed and said, "Don't worry, don't worry."

"If it's the Supreme Wu Sheng inherited by the factions, it's okay, but you are practicing Haoyang Zhenjing."

Yan Zhaoge's smile became cold: "That's it, don't just stare at the Sun Seal, Yanmou has a better baby waiting for you."

In the sound of Long Yin, a palace suddenly appeared.

The gate of the palace opened, and in the dark void of the palace, there was a faint glimmer of light and darkness, which was difficult to describe.

In the glory, it is a huge iron wheel.

There are twelve holes in the iron wheel, which slowly rotate with the iron wheel.

This thing just exists there, running quietly at its own pace, not interfering with everything around it, nor being shaken by other things.

However, being touched by Haoyang Supreme Pei Hua's fist, the iron wheel suddenly shook!

Pei Hua was stunned first, but felt the power concept in the iron wheel, and his face suddenly changed dramatically!

He was furious: "Emperor Youming, Yin Tianxia!"

The first and only Haoyang Emperor in the history of Haoyang Palace pushed the fairy door open, and it fell because of Yin Tianxia in the past.

That Haoyang Great Emperor was one of the many opponents that Yin Tianxia came to the Xianting Realm that year and faced the last battle in his life.

Its special artistic conception of power, and the unique and vigorous wishful light, are stimulating the Dayou Minglun.

One of the main materials of the Dayou Minglun is Yin Tianxia's own body.

To a certain extent, the final will is retained.

Dayou Minglun, which was usually unable to be urged by Yan Zhaoge, was inspired by Pei Hua's boxing at this moment, but suddenly moved.

In the endless darkness, the brilliance rises, and Pei Hua's Hao Ri Shen fist is blocked.

The powerful anti-shock force shocked Pei Hua's body, and the shoulder on the other side, the wound further burst!

Pei Hua stared at Yan Zhaoge: "So you are the heir to Yin Tianxia!"

Yan Zhaoge sneered: "The one who didn't show up just now, if you are not seriously injured, I figured out how to retreat safely, and now ..."

Holding the Sun Seal in his hand, he headed towards Pei Hua!

"Now, what I'm thinking about is to cut the Supreme!"

Pei Hua shouted angrily: "It's up to you ?!"

He wanted to take back his palm.

But the big Youming wheel turned at this moment.

The light was scattered, and the endless darkness swept.

Pei Hua couldn't accept the trick, his fist was sucked by the power of Dayou Minglun!

The Dayou Minglun is not yet completed, and its strength is far from the level of the fairy soldier.

But Pei Hua was seriously injured and was unable to break free for a while.

Seeing the sun mark smashing down, Pei Huabo shrieked, and the endless radiance of the whole body shone, and quickly built a golden palace around his body.

With the resistance of the palace, Sun Seal could not hurt him temporarily.

The two sides are in a stalemate.

But Pei Hua snorted!

The white sword gas at the wound continued to spread, and the flesh and blood of his entire shoulder had collapsed, and the wound continued to expand!