History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Zhang Shuren hit with one palm, both offensive and defensive, not clever, and overwhelming.

Among them, the momentum fully demonstrates the strength of Wusheng Jiuzhong, the powerful state of the late Xianqiao.

When Yuan Xiancheng was at his peak, he had outstanding strength, and he could compete with many martial saints in the later period of Xianqiao.

But his own senior, Zhang Shuren, is still more spicy and heavy.

"Good!" Yan Zhaoge praised, and stretched out one hand, holding up the sun.

The mysteries of the Fan Tian Shu, Yin Yang Tian Shu and the Sun God's Code are integrated at this moment, becoming one, and multiplying with the sun.

The imprint of the mighty and overbearing sun, at this moment, has demonstrated an unprecedented momentum.

Yan Zhaoge urged the Sun Seal with Fan Tianyin's palm technique, and confronted Zhang Shuren in a hard way.

A red crown on Zhang Shuren's head shone brightly, turned into a flash of fire, and scattered in the sky.

The flames coincide with Zhang Shuren's intensified sycamore tree, and the sycamore tree seems to cover the sky.

At this moment, if you look from other places outside the Haoling Mountain, you can see the fire rising in the Xuanning Mountain Range, a sycamore tree stands there, and it can hold the continuous mountain range.

And next to the paulownia tree, a golden sun rose slowly.

Yan Zhaoge held the sun mark in one hand, but in the other hand, he added a dark green bamboo stick.

Yuan Xiancheng saw it, and his face slightly changed color: "Uncle Master pays attention to his bamboo stick, the news from Qiandi's door is true!"

Zhang Shuren's gaze narrowed, his palms staggered, one palm hit the sun, and the other palm was retracted, guarding in front of him, intercepting the dark green bamboo stick in Yan Zhao singer.

"Get up!" Yan Zhaoge snorted, palms up, and the Sunprint flew up.

Ran Ran Da Ri hangs high above the sky, lands on the earth, and presses from above to the sycamore tree surrounded by fire.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Zhaoge once again sacrificed the Yunzhutiantianguang sword, slashing the green dragon and attacking Zhang Shuren.

"The murderous swordsmanship." Zhang Shuren frowned as he saw it.

He lifted up with one hand, holding up the sun mark that fell.

The other hand suddenly changed direction, no longer intercepting Yan Zhaoge's dark green bamboo stick, but a "huh" palm, hit Yan Zhaoge himself!

It is said that "Baowu Zhenyue" Zhang Shuren is conservative and steady, but in a rapidly changing situation, he never lacks the courage to take the initiative to attack.

At this moment, Zhang Shuren's whole body appeared with purple light, meritorious deeds, Yinde Baiqi and Shengde water waves.

Four virtues were added, and a sword against Yan Zhaoge.

Zhang Shuren also turned a blind eye to the dark green bamboo stick that Yan Zhaoge shot at the crown of his head.

He is going to see at this moment, with the offensive and offensive, Yan Zhaoge's cultivation, and whether he can be hard hit by Wu Sheng in his later stage of Xianqiao!

Yan Zhaoge's expression remained the same, the dark green bamboo stick was put away, and the left hand did not give up, which was the palm of the sky!

Both sides fought hard in the air, and both bodies shook each.

Seeing the god level, Yan Zhaoge did not fall down!

And Yan Zhaoge held the Yunzhuantian lightsaber in his right hand, chopping the green dragon in one go, and continued to pierce Zhang Shuren without any politeness!

A raging fire, the real Yuan protects Zhang Shuren's body, but under the attack of the fierce purplish sword, the fire is forcibly cut.

The thick soil of the virtue of making up the sky and the water waves of the sacred virtues that do not stick to the law play a role to make up for the broken fire and help resist the sword light.

Under the attack of the fierce sword mansions, Ford Ziguang also responded with stress, trying to eliminate the murderous opportunity, a ray of Yinde Baiqi looming.

But the fierce Zimang, which seemed to shoot like dragon's blood, turned into life and death at this moment, killing the sky and moving forward.

The offensive was fierce on one side and the defense was tight on the other side.

Although Zhang Shuren was distracted by the pressure from the sun mark above, he could completely inspire the power of the priest's crown of honor above his head.

The Wusheng Ninth Powerful urged the top grade soldiers to be extraordinary, and the strength of the two sides promoted each other, showing their might.

And Yan Zhaoge is not limited to cultivation as unable to fully urge the power of the top grade soldiers, and his weapons and swordsmanship also do not match.

But in Yan Zhaoge's double pupils, three colors of red, black and white flashed by suddenly.

The sword light of Yun Zhuantianguang sword gradually produced changes.

Originally Zhanranruoshui, like the time of the years, the cloud turned to the sky light sword, this moment also cast a heavy blood.

The torrential years are long, this moment has become bloody everywhere!

As if in Zhao Xian, countless lives are dying during the passage of time.

And the end of time will also be the end of all beings, the end of everything.

In an instant, Yan Zhaoge's method of chopping the green dragon with the cloud-to-sky sword, lethality rise again!

"Even time is infiltrated by murderous opportunities?" Zhang Shuren immediately noticed the changing threat.

In desperation, his figure finally retreated.

Ford purple light flashes, Yin De white surging, Zhang Shuren avoids Yan Zhaoge's sword.

But when he retreated, the sun immediately fell over his head.

Zhang Shuren could only stop and raise his left hand to hold the golden day that had fallen.

His body shape, Yan Zhaoge Jianfeng caught up again.

But Yan Zhaoge waved his hand this time, Yun Zuantianguang sword flew out of his hand, and turned into a bloody Changhong, the target pointed directly at the crown of Ming Ming above Zhang Shuren's head!

Zhang Shuren ’s body was fixed by the sun, and it was difficult to avoid. He could only hack it out with his right hand, and wanted to strike Feiyun to turn the lightsaber.

But Yan Zhaoge's Tai Chi Yin and Yang palms spread out, palms and Yin and Yang returned to emptiness, while annihilating everything, they formed a huge suction, sticking Zhang Shuren's right hand, forcing him to give him another palm.

Zhang Shuren was helpless and slightly turned his head.

But the blood rainbow transformed by Yun Zhuan Tianguang Sword turned a graceful arc in the air, still chopping down, and flying the phoenix crown above Zhang Shuren's head!

Seeing that his superior saint was dropped by Yan Zhaoge's cloud-to-sky sword, Zhang Shuren raised an ominous hunch in his heart.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a giant white jade axe appeared in the singer Yan Zhao.

He grabbed the handle of the axe with both hands, then rounded it and cut it towards Zhang Shuren!

In the eyes of the onlookers, they saw the convergence of Taoism and Taoism between heaven and earth, turned into a giant jade made of white jade, and then chopped towards the trunk of the towering paulownia tree!

Under this split, Rao was as tall as the treasure tree, and it shivered.

Countless branches and leaves are falling down, and the trunk like the sky pillar is slightly slanted!

Looking at the inverse axe in the Yan Zhao singer, Zhang Shuren, who had always been calm, was also sullen.

The strange dark green bamboo stick is not counted, besides the sun mark, the cloud turning to the sky lightsaber, the young man in front of him, and the third top-grade paladin?

The other party made it clear that he was going to pile up treasures to kill him, and bullied people with the number of weapons?

But the question is, it seems that he Zhang Shuren is the Xianqiao Wusheng?

This kid who is full of treasure, is it the god martial arts?

With Zhang Shuren's time and qualifications at Lin Xianqiao, and his cultivation as his strength, it is not impossible to refine more than one top-grade pawn.

The problem restricting him is mainly the shortage of materials.

But Yan Zhaoge in front of him, a man who had not yet boarded the Xianqiao, was armed from head to toe by a baby.

Relative to the sense of frustration, it is ridiculous to flood Zhang Shuren's heart at this moment.

Let him vomit blood depressed.