History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge sat on Panpan's back and came out of the boundary channel to see clearly the outside environment.

I saw several Wutongpo warriors, and at this moment they were attacking around the two elders of Three Foot Mountain.

Although several Wutongpo martial arts are all at the level of seeing gods, but they have learned superbly in the past, and the two elders in Sanzushan were both seriously injured by Yan Zhaoge.

So that everyone in Wutongpo prevailed.

However, after Yan Zhaoge appeared, the dual convenience stopped.

The Wutongpo martial arts guards here looked at Yan Zhaoge in surprise.

Although their eyes are higher than Zhuang Zhaohui's earlier, only Miao Feifeng and Jin Tingshan are in their sight. They look down on Yan Zhaoge and Guangcheng Mountain.

However, Yan Zhaoge killed their fellow students, and their appearance and appearance. The Wutongpo warriors of Fengyi Mountain had long been familiar with them and would not admit their mistakes.

Zhuang Zhaohui and others did not come out of Zongyuanguan Cave Mansion, but instead Yan Zhaoge came out of it, making these Wutongpo martial arts wonder.

After a short period of consternation, several people attacked Yan Zhaoge together!

The Supreme Zhuang of the South has strict orders in the early morning.

As long as Yan Zhaoge dared to set foot in the realm of southern Yantian Realm, he would not be spared.

Not to mention the other strong men in the southern Yantian Realm, the Wutongpo of Fengyi Mountain is under the door of the Supreme Zhuangshen in the south. Of course, he strictly abides by the order of the master and takes no polite action.

Yan Zhaoge sat cross-legged on Panpan's back, his body didn't move at all, only his right hand was stretched out.

He flipped his palm, and in the eyes of those Wutong Po warriors, the world suddenly turned!

The majestic Fantianyin palms are sweeping everywhere.

"The mountains are endless, and there are a lot of lingming trees, which are covered by mountains. It is like the Mianshan Mountains in the north of the Yantian Realm in the south ..." Yan Zhaoge shot while looking around.

He always valued intelligence and news, and had long forged a great hatred with the Southern Supreme, naturally he had to make more preparations.

A variety of intelligence information can be collected, as much as possible, who knows where it will come in handy?

It is the first time that Yan Zhaoge himself is here for the Yantian Realm in the South. Some of the more important landmarks here have already been inquired through various channels.

Observing the geomorphological characteristics of the surrounding environment at this moment, although not sure, but only looking at a place in the northern part of Yantianjing in the south.

Although it landed on the ground of Yantian in the south, Yan Zhaoge was not panicked.

Raise your hands to solve the Wutongpo disciples in front of you.

He is not a killer, but it is not a good thing to start killing people.

Although these Wutongpo warriors vaguely feared Yan Zhaoge in their hearts, they rushed subconsciously.

When they found out that things were not as simple as they thought, they had already regretted it.

It was the elders of the Three Foot Mountain who ran away with one mind, and while Yan Zhaoge was packing up those Wutongpo martial artists, they fled to the distance without looking back.

The two were also alert and fled in two directions, hoping to escape.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and patted Panpan's head, then he rose into the air and chased to the elder of Sanzu Mountain in the Wusheng Realm of that fairy bridge.

Panpan carried Ahu and chased another opponent who saw the Divine Martial Saint Realm.

The other party is already seriously injured, whether it is playing or running, they are no match for Panpan.

The elder of Sanzushan Mountain in Naxianqiao Wujingjie Street felt the horror behind him approaching, and when he turned around, he was horrified.

"Yan Zhaoge, you and I are not good at the Three Foot Mountain, you know ..."

Before he finished, Yan Zhaoge had interrupted: "Who is the person standing behind you, I know very well, but this does not affect my hands."

"There are so many people in your school who are waiting for you, you are not lonely on the road."

In the middle of the talk, it has been slapped!

The other party's eyes are split, and it's unbelievable: "You actually ..."

Speaking of half, Yan Zhaoge's palm has been smashed and his head is blooming.

Killing each other, Yan Zhaoge did not stay, turned around calmly, chased in the other direction.

However, between Xu Yu, he had already caught up and could see Ahu sitting on Panpan's back.

"Has it been solved?" Yan Zhaoge fell silently on Panpan's back: "It's not bloody, didn't you do it?"

A Hu responded with a weird look: "Son, there was a little accident."

He reached out and pointed away.

In fact, without his finger, after discovering that Pan Pan did not kill the other party, Yan Zhaoge looked around and looked in that direction.

There, two people are fighting against each other.

Yan Zhaoge looked closely and saw that one of them was the elder of the Three Foot Mountain, while the other was a young man.

The young man looked like he was in his twenties, dressed in a red dress, and rushed to thunder.

The true age of Yan Zhaoge is more than twenty, but compared to his realm of cultivation, he is still very young enough to shock most people.

It is very rare for such a young martial arts warrior to be placed on the whole realm.

His appearance could have been handsome, but there was a sad wound on his cheek that ruined his right eye.

But the young man ignored the wound on his face, but stared at the elder of the three-footed mountain.

With all his efforts, he had no energy to take care of his injuries, so that his right face was bloody.

The elder of Three Foot Mountain has already been a martial arts strongman who broke the void to see the true god. But before he was helpless, he was seriously injured by Yan Zhaoge.

He was afraid that Yan Zhaoge would catch up, so he just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

But the more fearful the battle, the more disadvantaged it is, so much that it is entangled by an opponent whose cultivation level is far below his own.

But Yan Zhaoge looked at it and couldn't help but get interested: "Hey, there are two things."

Although the opponent's strength is difficult to play due to one reason or another, the strength of the young man in red is far from comparable to those of the same realm.

Mo said that he is also the opponent of Wusheng First Realm, which is most of the martial arts of Wusheng Second Realm.

Although he barely punches with fists, he holds his palm like a knife, and every time the knife is split, it will set off a thunderstorm.

That thunder, Yin Hong was bloody, terrifying.

Under the series of Ben Lei, the three-legged mountain warrior who radiated the golden sun in front of him seemed to be covered with a heavy blood.

Thunderlight and Daoguang melt into one furnace, stirring the earth and the earth, stirring the wind and the clouds, and smashing the golden sun.

The young man in red looks terrible, and roaring loudly is like rolling thunder, completely a deadly posture, fighting with his life and furiously attacking his opponent.

"Speaking of that, it seems that there was a feeling just now, that the people in Sanzushan also had living people in their miniatures." Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "At that time, he thought he was a lower fellow. "

"It seems that it is actually a captive?"

Ahu nodded: "Yes, I and Panpan haven't chased for a long time, the man's sleeve suddenly burst, a blood-red thunder rushed out, and turned to attack himself."

"I think that the injury was too serious to continue to capture the captives in the miniature bag."

He scratched his head: "As a result, the two of them fought first without waiting for us to start."