History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge has many ways to deal with the unsustainable and temporary outburst of Jinwu Residual Soul.

For example, he can use the word "drag" to grind slowly with people in Sanzushan.

Yan Zhaoge and others are often hands-on, and they are always resolute, and they will win and lose in a short period of time, either the enemy is dead or I am dead.

A victory is a big victory, which is like a crush.

If you lose, you also lose room to overturn.

But that doesn't mean he won't play steadily.

Although he still sees the level of God, Yan Zhaoge, who has studied the Promise of the Promise of Heaven, the Book of Heaven and Earth, the Book of Yin and Yang, and the Palm of Tai Chi and Yin and Yang, discusses the fullness of the true element, the speed of the rejuvenation, and the few people below the Supreme Martial Saint. Can be matched.

Yan Zhaoge's own character doesn't like such a conservative play.

But he does not mind using it if the situation requires it.

At this moment, for the three-footed mountain warrior in front of him, it is most beneficial for his practical "dragging" word tactics to slowly kill the opponent's strength.

The Sanwushan Heritage Jinwu Fenshishu is very outstanding, and the strength of the head of Sanzushan is also impressive. Even though it is not as good as Long Hanhua and Zeng Mo, it is also close to the original Sheng Lingzi.

But without Jin Wu's remnant soul, his strength naturally dropped.

Obviously, after a long delay, the remnants of Jinwu will disappear.

Earlier, just to protect the three-footed mountain and the others from entering the barren sea, it has already consumed a lot.

However, Yan Zhaoge has other ideas.

He is more interested in the remnant soul of Jinwu.

The evil sword gluttonously circled in mid-air, but the goal was not to meet the big sun.

Flashing white mang's black aperture, with Yan Zhaoge as the center, expanding around.

The golden fire lotus all over the place was originally just the golden lotus near Yan Zhaoge exploded into the sea of ​​fire, and the distant golden lotus was still quiet.

But now is swept away by Yan Zhaoge's sword light, regardless of distance, the flame golden lotus explodes!

The violent golden flame turned into an endless flame world at this moment, and surrounded Yan Zhaoge and that big sun.

Whether it is Yan Zhaoge with the sun printed on him, or the three-legged Jinwu that seems to be a big day, this moment feels hot.

"He's crazy ?!" The man in the Three-footed Mountain stunned. "Do you want to die together?"

Although people facing desperation, it is normal to have this choice.

But when there is a ray of vitality, how can you choose such a crazy approach?

This is just a fight, how can the young man in front of him choose the same way of doing things as the first move?

Like the arrogant man of his age who is famous as a young man, shouldn't he be self-reliant, resist first, and have no way to try this again?

But this posture is almost like Yan Zhaoge waiting for them to come up together, and then pulling them together.

"Want to bluff?" Sanzushan's head sneered coldly: "You are too tender!"

He ruled out the sudden surprise and the fear of the golden fire in front of him.

Waving his hands with a long-handled sword, he gained a little more power and attacked Yan Zhaoge more quickly!

Seeing Yan Zhaoge, he smiled.

The evil sword gluttonously withdrew the sword box, and the Sun Seal was also given to Ahu.

He opened his bow with his left and right hands, one more thing each.

An ancient metal seal with a long strip and a quadrangular prism, like a short sword without a sword blade. The top is flattened and the seal is engraved.

A dark green bamboo stick, seven feet long, divided into seven sections, with a light purple glow on the surface, seemingly plain.

The ancient seal of Yan Zhaoge's left-handed dagger looks a little bit emptier.

Engraved by that seal, the three-legged Jin Wu whispered in front of him, as if he was sleepy, his wings converged, and the brightness was dim, even regaining the soul flag.

Everyone on the Three Foot Mountain was stunned.

Losing the blessings of the Jinwu remnant soul, the offensive of the leader of the Three Foot Mountain is still fierce, but it has lost its previous power.

At the same time, the dark green bamboo stick in Yan Zhao's singer was raised, and he rounded his stick and hit it on the other party's top-ranking soldier Jin Wufen.

Jin Wufen Sky Sword suddenly shuddered, and the light also dimmed.

"What kind of stuff?" The head of Sanzushan Mountain was dumbfounded.

Yan Zhao, a singer in the bamboo stick, struck his head and covered his face serially, making it difficult for the opponent to fight.

The Jinwu Burning Sky Sword seemed to have life, and it kept oscillating and made a sharp sound.

On the surface of the sword, the sunlight is gone, and even a small crack appears on the blade!

The head of Sanzu Mountain was so angry that the goatee of the lower jaw was upright, but the long-handled big knife was put away in distress.

While closing the knife, he also quickly backed away.

No refunds!

Neither the Jinwu remnant soul nor the top-grade sacred soldiers can be used. Although he is powerful, he dare not resist the golden fire lotus exploding in front of him.

If he doesn't retreat, will Yan Zhaoge be okay? He doesn't know, but he must be buried in a sea of ​​golden fire!

Originally it was to use the golden fire lotus to hit Yan Zhaoge back and forth.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhaoge first detonated all the surrounding fire lotus in the first time, and then there was a way to restrain the treasure of his three-footed mountain.

As a result, the situation immediately reversed!

"go!"

At the order of the old man, the other three-footed mountain martial artists also quickly retreated together.

The threatening attack could not be maintained in a single stroke.

At the same time, everyone at Sanzuo Mountain retreated quickly, but they were not very worried.

Because, in front of the world, filled with horrible golden flames.

Although Yan Zhaoge used this to push back the offensive of Sanzuo Mountain, he still had to face the attack of golden flames.

In this regard, Yan Zhaoge seems to be in the chest.

He smiled slightly, and at the same time he received the sword of time, there was a new thing in his hand.

A black feather with a flash of golden light.

Seeing that thing, everyone in Sanzuo Mountain jumped in a blink of an eye!

They are familiar with this thing.

God Wujin Ling!

The feathers of the three-legged golden black feathers are not ordinary golden black feathers, but one of the three black feathers on top of the golden black heads.

This is the loot that Yan Zhaoge used to destroy the Sun Sect of the Great Sun when he was still in the Eight Greatest World.

For so many years, it has not found a suitable use, so it is backlogged.

When I wanted to refine a treasure, I used it as a raw material to combine it with other treasures.

But today, Yan Zhaoge has found a more suitable opportunity!

He was awe-inspiring, and the god Wu Jinling turned into Wu Jin Guanghua, shooting directly at the people on Mount Three Foot.

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath, and the yin and yang fingers pointed out slowly.

Unprecedented slowness and unprecedented dignity.

It is also Yan Zhaoge's unprecedentedly powerful form of yin and yang since he practiced the yin and yang book!

Under one finger, Yin and Yang flow upside down.

Stimulated by the strength of the gods Wu Jinling and Yan Zhaoge, Jin Wu's remnant soul fell into a deep sleep after being counted by the sword of time, suddenly turbulent again in the Soul Banner and reawakened.

One after another, unpredictable.

Before the people at Sanzushan were too happy, they saw the flames rising from the golden sea of ​​fire and turned into overwhelming fire and rain.

Pulled together by Yin Zhaoyang's Yin and Yang fingers and Shen Wujin Ling, the golden flame seemed to have a goal, and rushed to the people of Sanzuo Mountain!