History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Despite the injury, Xia Guang still clenched his teeth and found Zhaoyuan Pavilion all the way.

He had the idea of ​​seeking medicine, but the result disappointed him.

"You go! Don't say that Qinghui Pill is very expensive, but this faction has only a small amount of pill medicine left, and it is not enough for its own use. Even if there is surplus, it can never be given to you!

Xia Guang bowed his head and said, "I know that I come here like this, I take the liberty."

"I have no possessions and I can't trade with you, but I have finally studied martial arts for many years, and I am a sacred person. If there is anything I can do, I can help you.

The Zhaoyuan Pavilion warrior shouted in front of him: "I have said that it is impossible for you! You, the Southeastern Martial Warrior, why are you still entangled!"

Regardless of whether it is the southeast Yang Tianjing or the southern Yan Tianjing, they are vast and vast in area.

It is within the southeast Yangtian Realm that the people living in Huangjihai and those living in the Liangu Mountains have a very different accent.

But generally speaking, they belong to the southeast Yangtian Realm, and the accents always have similarities.

In comparison, except for the border between the two borders, the difference in accent between the warriors in Southeast Yangyang and South Yantian is even more pronounced.

Xia Guang does not need to introduce himself or reveal his martial arts. With one mouth, the people of Zhaoyuan Pavilion knew that he was from Southeast Yangtian Realm.

The relationship between the two borders is now extremely bad.

The root of the conflict stems from the respective masters of the two realms, Wutongpo and Jinting Mountain in Fengyi Mountain.

The previous wars were not only the disciples of the two supreme men, but also the other warriors in the southeast and south.

Here in the Mianshan Mountains, there are top powerhouses. At the beginning, they went to the border between the two borders to participate in the war with the southeast Yangtian Warrior.

Although Zhaoyuan Pavilion did not participate in the war, it eventually thrived in Yantian Realm in the south and in Mianshan.

They may not have a strong sense of disgust towards the Martial Artists in Southeast Yangyang, but their position is to stand firm.

If the big figures in the southern Yantian Realm knew that they had rescued the people in the Southeast Yangtian Realm, they might be dissatisfied, and the disaster would fall from the sky, and there might be a disaster.

Xia Guang had been living in his home for a long time, and had little contact with the outside world.

When the outside world has new news, the family will still tell him.

But most of the news is within the Liangu Mountains.

In order to listen to the level of Leifeng Xia's family, what happened in the Liangu Mountains is most relevant to them.

Big things that are too high-level affect their lives either explicitly or implicitly, but they are useless to worry about.

Xia Guang knew very little about the news outside the Liangu Mountains.

He heard about the battle between Southeast Yangtian Realm and Southern Yantian Realm, but he didn't take it seriously.

Xia Guang didn't understand the attitude of Zhaoyuan Patriarch's warriors like avoiding snakes, and more felt humiliated.

At other times, he walked straight away.

However, he was seriously injured, and the longer it lasted, the more disadvantageous it was. There was no other force besides Zhaoyuan Pavilion known for its immortality.

Thinking that it was only after healing the wounds that he could talk about rehearsal and seeking revenge. Xia Guang endured and tolerated, lowering his head and saying, "This Xiongtai, please be forgiving, as long as it is something I can do ..."

The Zhaoyuan Pavilion warrior shouted, "You one-eyed dragon, you have to be verbose, believe it or not, even your other eye is blind!"

Xia Guang heard his face suddenly change, suddenly angry.

The right eye blinded by the Man of Three Foot Mountain is now his counterscale. Even if someone stares at his right eye, it will make him angry.

At this moment, an old man appeared and walked to the Zhaoyuan Pavilion warrior, whispering softly: "Mo Yao is not to accuse others of being physically disabled."

The former warrior of Zhaoyuan Pavilion quickly said, "Yes, Master, it's my rudeness."

This old man is the patriarch of Zhaoyuan Pavilion. He looked at Xia Guang and said, "The disciple made a rude speech and offended your lord. It's his fault. Please forgive me."

Seeing the other party apologizing, Xia Guang snorted, his anger suppressed.

But the Lord Zhaoyuan Pavilion's next remarks turned sharply: "However, the little apprentice did not say badly. The Qinghui Dan of this school is not outflowing. Please return."

No exodus is of course false, but it does not flow to the southeast Yangtian realm, but it is certain.

"I just need a panacea ..." Xia Guang tried to make his last effort.

Master Zhaoyuange turned his back on his back and looked in another direction without speaking.

The warrior of Zhaoyuan Pavilion next to him shouted: "No one, hurry and leave. Mo Yao wants to toast without eating fines, otherwise you will be sent down the mountain, everyone looks bad!"

This time, the old man did not scold his disciples.

Other doormen from Zhaoyuan Pavilion came out and looked at Xia Guang with a watchful look.

During the glorious flashes, the Dao Dao array of talisman pattern interweave, and it became a large array on the Zhaoyuange Mountain Gate. During the rotation of the large array, the sharpness directed at Xia Guang's head.

In an instant, Xia Guang vest felt cold and felt murderous.

If he doesn't retreat, the other party's large array will come over.

Xia Guang was so angry that his temper could no longer be suppressed.

The bloody lightning tattoo on the back quickly spread and covered his body.

Stimulated by the Blood Ting Ceremony, his violent blood boiled, and a powerful force erupted from his severely injured body.

Xia Guang cut out with a knife in his right hand, and the bloody thunder turned into a horrible blade, which stretched for a long time, condensed into a huge sword that cut the earth, and cut it towards Zhaoyuan Pavilion!

Halfway through the blade, Xia Guang hesitated suddenly.

"If I can't get medicine, I'll use force to snatch it. Isn't it a joke that I'm waiting for bullying?"

At this point, Xia Guang's blade deflected and did not fall on the Zhaoyuange Mountain Gate.

The horrific blade cut through the large array of Zhaoyuan Pavilion and fell on the other side of the mountain.

Knife light is everywhere, the mountains directly become the abyss!

The terrifying thunder and light continued to spread and beat in the air, like thick red thunder snakes, scary and terrifying, and they did not disappear for a long time.

Zhaoyuan Pavilion was startled up and down, looking at Xia Guang, his face all dignified.

They can see that Xia Guang has reached the state of Wu Sheng, but he is not worried.

At first glance, Xia Guang was seriously injured.

Secondly, the patriarch of the Zhaoyuan Pavilion itself was the cultivation of Wu Shengyi's realm, and he was also in the position of the Shanmen Great Formation.

Even with hands-on, they are confident enough to solve Xia Guang.

But after seeing Xia Guang's knife, everyone felt chills.

The old man's face was particularly dignified.

Because, he asked himself, that is, with the help of the Shanmen large formation, he may not be able to take over the thunder of the thunder that seemed to cut through the sky.

In front of him, this man with gray hair and only one eye left, can beat him under serious injuries!

If this person was not injured, how terrible should it be?

But the more so, he was afraid to give Qing Huidan to Xia Guang.

In the future, if they are in the Mianshan Mountains, and if a big guy in the southern Yantian Realm asks him to settle the accounts, they will be even more guilty.

The people in Zhaoyuan Pavilion were in a dilemma, but they saw Sha Xing, who made them headache, and turned away.

"Why was the sword just not a demonstration just now?" All the martial artsmen in Zhaoyuan Pavilion were stunned. "Can it be that he only has the ability to produce a sword?"

Xia Guang glanced back, sipped bitterly towards the ground, turned around and walked away again, leaving everyone in Zhaoyuan Pavilion who was afraid and alert.

Yan Zhaoge saw this scene on the sky dome and couldn't help laughing: "Oh? Are you proud and not down? Interesting ..."