History’s Strongest Senior Brother

For the elders of Sanzushan, the sudden trouble in front of him was not the worst thing.

What he was most worried about and feared was that Yan Zhaoge would catch up.

When I escaped earlier, I was very nervous, and I focused all my energy on escape.

He even forgot that when he was in the Liangu Mountain Range in Southeast Tianyang, he caught a man earlier.

At that time, he destroyed the Liangu Mountain and Leifeng Xia's family with the head and other strong three-footed mountains.

Listening to Lei Feng's Xia family being destroyed, only the boy named Xia Guang in front of him, because of his special physique, left a live mouth and was captured.

He was instructed to take care of it, but he didn't care about it.

Unexpectedly, later the situation changed drastically. His three-footed mountain was nearly annihilated by the whole army in Zongyuanguan Cave.

The result was actually freed by Xia Guang.

If at ordinary times, even if Xia Guang is special, the elders of Three Foot Mountain don't care.

After all, the gap between the two sides is too great.

But now at this juncture, he is really dead.

"If it were not hurt by Na Yan Zhaoge first, how could you, a little thief, have room for extravagance?"

Seeing that Xia Guang had been entangled for a long time, the elders of the Three Foot Mountain were also stirred up with fierceness.

He tried his best to attack Xia Guang, in order to kill it quickly, and would not delay his footsteps.

Without the entanglement of this crazy young man in red, he could escape with all his heart, otherwise he would not dare to imagine what would happen if he was caught up by Yan Zhaoge.

Although he was seriously injured and his strength was severely reduced, Xia Guang still felt the pressure immediately with his full shot.

However, he didn't care about it at all.

There was only one thought in his mind at the moment.

Either the enemy died, or I died!

"Look who is dying!" The roar roared, as if exploding a joule.

Xia Guang continued to urge the Blood Ting Festival, at the cost of his own life yuan, constantly burning his own thunderbolt blood.

The bleak and wild thunder pattern spread across his body at this moment, flashing dark red blood, and thunder and roar together, deafening.

The violent power is continuously stimulated, turning into a blood like a thunder and a blade, without giving up, and attacking the opponent without fear.

The elder of the Three Foot Mountain beat Xia Guang with blood.

Xia Guang's blade was blocked by him, but under the collision of strength, the old injuries caused by Yan Zhaoge immediately recurred immediately.

The elders of the Three Foot Mountain also spurted blood immediately.

"No, I can't continue fighting with this crazy boy." He wiped the blood from his mouth and was desperate.

Seeing that Xia Guang disregarded his own injury, he gritted his teeth and attacked again. The elders of Three Foot Mountain flashed their eyes, raised their palms together, and pushed forward.

The endless golden sunlight shining brightly between the sky and the earth, the two large suns appeared together and flew to Xiaguang!

"If you want to die, the old man will send you this little animal to a family reunion!"

The elder of Three Foot Mountain shouted loudly, trying to kill Xia Guang on the palm of his hand with one blow.

Xia Guang rounded his eyes, without fear, and faced up head-on, attacking.

The forces of the two sides collided violently. As a result, the elder of the Three-footed Mountain was invincible, and the whole person was beaten back.

Xia Guang's face changed, he felt that his opponent's power was not just a hard work, but a skill.

At that moment, the elder of the Three-footed Mountain retreated, and even borrowed the power of Xia Guang to accelerate away.

Xia Guang wanted to pursue, but the opponent's Mian Jin entangled him in place. After struggling to resolve it, he slowed down a step.

"The old thief who killed a thousand knives!" Xia Guang shouted angrily, quickly chasing.

But the opponent's speed is not slower than him, and his strength is longer than him. How can he catch up with this missed opportunity?

Seeing that the distance between the two sides is getting farther and farther, the young man in red is extremely angry, and his left eye is intact, and it is flushed.

At last, the figure of the old man on the Three Foot Mountain disappeared.

Xia Guang refused to give up, and chased for another moment, but he had lost the trace of the other party, making it difficult to discern the direction.

The three-footed mountain warriors practiced Jinwu Fenshishu, wherever they passed, the breath burned cleanly, but no trace of fire was left.

Xia Guang roared with a knife across the ground below, cutting the mountains out of a deep valley.

He was indignant, and he slashed again and again, and a mountain range was cut across the ravine.

"Father, mother, grandpa, grandma, uncle, uncle, aunt, second brother, elder sister, second sister, younger sister ..." Xia Guang's anger gradually disappeared, and sorrow came from: "I am useless! Even one has The severely injured enemies failed to beheaded and failed to avenge you. "

After the anger, the pain of the wound surged with a strong sense of weakness.

The thunder-like blood-red pattern gradually faded from his body surface, contracted together, and finally landed on his back, condensing into a bloody lightning tattoo.

Xia Guang came down, covering his bloody right eye, and his face was angry again.

That was when he was captured, because he refused to succumb, he was blinded by the people in the Three-footed Mountain.

"Three-foot Mountain, Three-foot Mountain ... Three-foot Mountain!" Xia Guang gritted his teeth: "The monk can't run the temple! Three-foot Mountain, my 127 people from the Xia family will never die in vain!

"This hatred is not reported, Xia Guangwang is the Son of Man!"

He was weak and fell into the valley, suddenly paying attention to his hair, which was already gray.

Xia Guang was not surprised. He knew what price he would pay for his blood-ting sacrifice.

He doesn't even need to look in the mirror, he even knows that his appearance at this moment is probably much older.

Before he performed the Blood Ting Festival, the time was actually limited, but he had shortened his life Yuan sharply.

With high intensity and duration like just now, if you try again, your lifespan will probably come to an end?

Xia Guang clenched his fists.

The elder of the Three-footed Mountain of Fangcai was a martial arts strongman who saw the god level.

And there are more than one Wusheng strongmen at the level of Xianqiao, Three Foot Mountain.

Although the three-footed mountain strongmen were dispatched in large numbers for Zongyuanguan Cave House this time, they would certainly leave enough guarding forces.

I can't even kill a martial saint who has been seriously wounded. I want to revenge, how hard is it?

Xia Guang is not afraid of hardships, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, he cannot frighten him.

But what makes him anxious is that his time may not be enough ...

"Big Brother and Big Sister ..." Xia Guang suddenly recovered. "I don't know what happened to Big Brother and Big Sister now. They went out and didn't know if they got news of the accident at home? Suffered by the poisonous hands of the Three Foot Mountain. "

Xia Guang looked blankly around: "This is not the Liangu Mountains anymore, but I don't know where? How can I find the elder brother and elder sister?"

His thoughts were a bit confusing, and he suddenly thought of the name mentioned by the elder of the Three-foot Mountain: "Yan Zhaoge ... It seems that I heard the name mentioned by my family before, saying that he is the same age as me, but he is already a strong god Those who are talented in the sky. "

"The old thief was just Wu Sheng Liuzhong. When I saw the realm of God later, but was injured by Na Yan Zhaoge, I had a chance."

Xia Guang couldn't help but fascinated for a while: "What kind of person is that?"

In the clouds, Yan Zhaoge sat on Panpan's back, grabbing the hand before escaping the neck of the elder of the Three Foot Mountain, and was interested in looking at Xia Guang on the ground.