History’s Strongest Senior Brother

(PS: Today is the fourth more, thanks to the new leader "ex-boyfriend an" the second chapter plus more.)

In the void, a middle-aged and elegant man appeared, carrying a piano case behind him, and the sound of the piano kept flowing from step to step.

It was Emperor Song, Zhang Buxu.

Hearing the sound of the piano, Yan Zhaoge and others immediately frowned.

When faced with the threat of the Dandian Palace Spirit and the White Deer Spirit, everyone was an ally and stood on the same front.

But now, seeing that the palace hall spirits can't turn over the storm, Emperor Song Buxu suddenly appears, and everyone may not be the same passerby.

Forefoot cooperation, hostile backfoot, the situation is so delicate.

Whether it was Yan Zhaoge and others or Zhang Buxu, he did not hesitate to change his identity.

Together with Long Xueji and Yu Ye who were martial artists of the Qing Dynasty, when he saw Zhang Buxu coming, he frowned secretly.

Looking at the large array standing in the void, and the Danqi evolved from the suppression of the Dandian Palace Spirit, Zhang Buxu's expression revealed undisguised surprise.

"Portrait of Yan Xiaoyou, who has seen Zhang before, has now met for the first time in person, and it is really not as famous as meeting."

Emperor Song's eyes fell on the center of the array, which is obviously the leader of the array method, Yan Zhaoge: "The name of the fairy is well-deserved."

Yan Zhaoge replied calmly: "Your Majesty Song won the prize, but it was just a coincidence, and luck was successful. Before that, I also squeezed a cold sweat."

"Yan Xiaoyou doesn't have to drag and drop time." Emperor Song smiled and smiled: "It is reasonable to say that my old man, robbing you with your juniors, is inevitably a bit unsightly, especially now you have to pick up your cheap, fisherman. Profit. "

"However, everyone knows the value and significance of the Dan Temple, and I have to make an exception with a cheeky face."

Zhang Buxu looked around, feeling the turbulence of the universe ’s time and space in the Dan Palace, and the incessantly increasing scorching temperature, and sighed: “It ’s Suo Mingzhang, I did n’t expect him to intervene in this matter, but now I would like to thank the old man White Hart, otherwise hopeless. "

He walked towards Yan Zhaoge and others in the big formation step by step.

At this moment, the palace hall spirit was suppressed and killed, even if the large group broke up, the temple hall heaven Su could not reply for a while.

With Zhang Buxu's cultivation as his strength, it was enough to collect that pride.

In the same way, his realm strength makes him ignore Yan Zhaoge and others.

Xuan Xian is quiet and undisturbed.

Among the people on the scene, the only one who has pushed open the fairy door and achieved the true fairy body is now fighting Chen Qianhua.

When Chen Qianhua saw Zhang Buxu's movements, his eyes lit up.

Without having to communicate with Zhang Buxu, Chen Qianhua would be unable to get out of it for a time.

He didn't care who the Dan Palace eventually fell into, but he was happy to make Yan Zhaoge and others more difficult.

With the exception of Long Xueji, no matter who is present in the face of Zhang Buxu, they are confined to the innate and difficult to accomplish.

If the halberd is an armor-style fairy soldier, after wearing Yan Zhaoge, there may be one or two opportunities to stick to the defense.

But it is a pity that this weapon is used to attack and kill, and it is useless to the heroes against the Song Dynasty.

The formation method itself is only aimed at the temple spirit, but it is not useful for the strong like Song Huang or Bailu Jing.

Song Huang's Zhang Buxu's movements were lightly described, and the piano sounds followed.

However, the brilliance of the formation maintained by Yan Zhaoge and others began to fluctuate and shaky.

The five people in the battle, led by Yan Zhaoge, also felt great pressure.

Although this pressure is not as great as that brought by Fangcai Dian Ling Tiansu, it is not the current Yan Zhaoge can bear.

The melodious and melodious sound of the piano fell into Yan Zhaoge's ears, but it seemed like an unprecedented noisy noise, making Yan Zhaoge feel deafening.

Not only is the blood almost boiling, the five internal skeletons are about to burst, and even the soul is constantly being shaken, like it is going to burst from the inside out.

"It's time to gamble on luck." Yan Zhaoge forcibly calmed his mind and turned to Nie Jingshen.

Nie Jingshen nodded slightly: "We are not bad luck."

The voice did not fall, the distance was empty, and suddenly there was a sound.

Swords!

An abrupt sound of the sword sounded like a sharp sword, cutting off the sound of the piano that shrouded the world from the center, and only the remaining sound curled, which was difficult to continue.

With the sound of the sword, the magnificent sword light instantly arrived in front of Zhang Buxu.

Zhang Buxu's expression was slightly solemn, the piano case behind opened, Dao Jianqi spewed out of it, and intercepted the sword light attacking him in mid-air.

The two sides touched hard, the sword light dissipated, and Zhang Buxu stopped.

In the dark void in the distance, a straight sword light seemed to divide the universe into two halves.

Jianguang seemed like a road, extending from afar to the near.

There was a figure on the road, and he walked forward without speed or speed, but in a blink of an eye, he reached the crowd.

Nie Jingshen first saw the ceremony: "Disciple Nie Jingshen, see Master."

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "Yan Zhaoge, have seen Master Yue."

Yan Di also said, "Brother Yue."

It was a middle-aged man with a high crown and old clothes. He looked forty years old, with a calm face and sharp eyes.

The person seems to be the sword of the sky, but it does not show the sharp edge, but just stands there straight, as if the lonely peak soaring into the clouds, makes the mountain stand.

The comer is one of the three emperors in the upper realm, the master of Yujingyan, the northern peak of Kunlun Mountain.

Sword Emperor, Yue Zhenbei!

In the past, the disciples of New Kunlun Jiuyao and Jinyao Taibai respected Yan Xingtang, with the ranks of their juniors, together with Tushen Zhenxing, Jiang Shen, and Yin Yaoji, both respecting Yang Ce and joining the Three Realms.

At present, in both the world of Shangjie and Biyoutian, it is the youngest Xuanxian strongman today, and the most outstanding Sanqing authentic disciple among his peers.

Before, he had been in the void outside the domain and did not return to the upper boundary.

Yan Zhaoge didn't expect that the first time he saw this Master Yue, it would be in this Fangdan Temple.

At first, I noticed that besides Huo Yao, who confided in the respect of Suo Mingzhang, there were other people who subsequently entered the Dan Palace. Yan Zhaoge wondered whether Yue Zhenbei would also be in it, but he was not sure.

That's why I have to bet on luck.

Now, as Nie shocked, Yan Zhaoge and others are not bad luck.

Yue Zhen North's expression was solemn and solemn, but he nodded slightly to Yan Zhaoge and others, and then looked at Zhang Buxu.

"Yue Zhenbei ... disciples of Yan Xingtang." Zhang Buxu also stared at Yue Zhenbei: "Brother Kong is falling under your sword? Zhang is not filial, and often makes Master Venerable angry, but fortunately, Brother Cheng Chenghuan is under his knees. , But you were killed. "

A Yaoqin appeared in his palm: "Let me see, you have a true biography of Yan Xingtang."

The sound of the piano sounded again, or blue, red, black, or white, and the four-color sword lights flew all over the sky, interlacing and combining, creating an endless miracle, but containing extremely terrifying destructive power, and fell to the north of the earthquake.

Yue Zhen North looked calm: "You are not Xuan Huang."

With that, a pure sword light rises again and runs through the universe.