History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge first arched his hand toward the Chihwa Taoist people: "I would like to thank you for your long walk, and Yan is grateful."

"Where, where." Akasaka smiled and shook his head.

"Further a fairy, and then a small god, can not change the fact that he is only a true realm." Li Xingba stared at Yan Zhaoge, but said coldly.

"Even if the individual is cultivated for the sake of strength, it is far beyond the border warlords. If you are a real immortal, you should not be a leader of my generation."

He has a red face and a calm look: "Don't think that the old man is not good at listening. I don't mention that I wait for the fairy, and I think that the fairy is like nothing. Just a avenue, how can he deal with a real fairy? What is the difference between being settled, going and not going?"

The Red Cross is silent.

What they are going to do now is really useful to see the current realm of strength.

The future potential is huge, and now it can't be fulfilled. It is also no good.

Although Li Xingba’s words are not good, they are really important.

"In the words of Li Daochang, I still agree with it. If someone goes there, it is better not to go." Yan Zhaoge suddenly laughed.

Li Xingba and others waited for a glimpse, and then they saw Yan Zhaoge’s gaze and looked at one of them.

Gong Sunhui.

Li Xingba's disciple.

"You are talking about me?" Gong Sunhui came back after he stunned, and he laughed very angryly: "You are a warrior who first entered the fairyland, and you are accused of having two qi, I don't think it is ridiculous?"

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "A fact that is cruel to you is really worthwhile for me."

When the voice just fell, he stepped out in one step and directly called the head of Gong Sunhui!

The speed is so fast that Gong Sunhui can't react.

Gong Sunhui did not react, his master Li Xingba can.

The red-faced old man immediately snorted: "Great courage!"

Speaking of this sentence, although the volume of the red-faced old man has not improved, the feeling of giving people suddenly changed.

His voice became grand and wonderful, as if the fairy sound was lowered from above nine days.

At this moment, although Li Xingba did not shoot, but the invisible avenue has been overwhelmingly attacked by Yan Zhao.

In the moment, Yan Zhaoge has a feeling that the body of the gods is suppressed together, as if to fall into the ignorance that cannot be said and cannot be moved.

In the eyes of the front, the cold, the red scorpion, the Gongsunhui, and the Fengyun 旁 next to them seem to disappear.

There is only the body of Li Xingba in the world.

The figure of the other party presents two extremes of complete contradiction.

With the avenue of the avenue, the body seems to be infinitely huge, full of the vision of Yan Zhaoge, everywhere, stunned.

However, it seems to be far away from Yanzhao songs, becoming extremely small and extremely distant.

In the next moment, the prospect of Yan Zhao’s eyes gradually disappeared. It seems that even the vision is deprived, and it cannot be imagined or seen.

His whole person, as if he had become a clay puppet who lost his spirituality and consciousness, could only stand in the same place.

Falling in the eyes of other people, I saw the fascination in Yan Zhao’s eyes, and suddenly disappeared.

Gong Sunhui smiled and smiled.

The Akasaka people shook their heads and sighed.

Gao Han looked curiously at Feng Yunxiao.

Come together with Yan Zhaoge, always quiet and quiet, and there is no change in this moment, just standing still in the same place, as if nothing is happening to what happened in front of you.

However, to say that she did not notice what happened, it must be nonsense.

In this case, her reaction has only two explanations.

First, she does not care about Yan Zhaoge.

Second, she does not think that what happened in front of her will have an impact on Yan Zhaoge...

The cold heart is turning, thinking about it, I saw Yan Zhao’s eyes for a moment, and suddenly moved.

This body has only one moment to seem to lose life and become a statue, but at the moment it has regained the vitality and spirituality of life.

"Li Daochang don't have such a big voice, I can hear it." Yan Zhaoge not only restores his eyes, but also has a mind to move his neck and his posture is relaxed.

And his palm is not blocked at all, and continues to fall to Gongsun Hui!

Li Xingba’s pupil suddenly slammed: “The avenue has no effect on him at all?”

His disciple Gong Sunhui’s smile was stiff on his face, and his expression seemed to be stuffed with a dead mouse: “I’m having trouble, how can he do it for a person who first entered Wonderland?”

You must know that Li Xingba is a bundle of Lunsheng, specifically for Yan Zhaoge, but not in other directions.

Otherwise, Gongsun Hui of the realm of Xuan Xian, to resist the syllabic sound of his master, will be extremely difficult.

Although he is not directly settled like Zhenxian or even Wu Sheng, his actions are blocked and his thinking is slow.

The people of Akasaka also face the same color, looking up and down the Yan Zhao song.

"This young man surnamed Yan is really not simple..." If there is still a few guests who have played round the field before, now he really believes in the cold.

On the cold face, a smile appeared, and his eyes brightened: "Is there a certain treasure, or is it because of a certain kind of work, or a certain kind of schooling? What is it?"

Seeing that the avenue of the avenue could not stand the Yan Zhao song, Li Xingba quickly raised his hand and picked up the yellow dust, filled the world, and fell to the Yan Zhao song.

But at the same time, immediately there was a black fire magical atmosphere with a faint blue light rising, and the knife flashed, and the yellow dust suddenly stood.

Li Xingba fixed his eyes and looked at it. It was the Feng Yunyi who had been quietly standing next to Yan Zhao’s song.

The horrible darkness of the knife directly broke the yellow dust.

On the other side, Yan Zhao song raised his hand and turned his palm, and he hit Gong Sunhui with the potential of the sky.

"Well?" When the expert took a shot, he knew if there was any, Gongsun Hui looked at the palm of Yan Zhaoge's palm and immediately noticed that it was wrong. All the previous arrogance and contempt were all put away.

He couldn't avoid it and barely raised his hand to resist the Yan Tianyin.

At that time, he only felt the invisible void around him, as if he had turned into a tangible world of heaven and earth, and then collapsed from the whole side toward the center!

And his grandson, this is at this point!

At this point, it is like the junction of heaven and earth, the junction of yin and yang.

Everything is done, and the image of the two instruments is returned, and then the position is taken as the intersection point.

Gong Sunhui, who is in it, only feels the horror of Pei Mo Mo, and crushes his figure in a madness.

"Yu Qing Fan Tian Yin?! This is the Pan Tianyin that can be displayed by the real fairy?" Gong Sunhui was stunned.

Two gas combined with sputum, the fairy scorpion plus, it is really difficult to hurt.

If this is not the case, Gong Sunhui feels like being in the center of the large grinding disc where the heavens and the earth are turned, and is crushed into powder.

But now, even if there is no danger, he is completely unable to move, and is suppressed by the power of Yan Zhaoge, trapped in place!