History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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As for the Yinglong map, it has already mastered the golden body, the fire and the robbery, and the singularity of the martial arts. And then it is possible to learn another martial art. Yan Zhaoge is also slightly surprised. ≯

Generally speaking, the division commander art, in a certain period of time, only pass one school.

Disciples have mastered this level of schooling to a certain extent. After the elders' assessment and verification, it is possible to pass one more.

In the meantime, if the disciples are self-study, they must win the award.

Ying Longtu learns everything quickly, and can quickly understand the essence of this, this Yan Zhao song is known.

Shi Tie passed him to Jin Gang, Yan Di Chuan, he mixed the yuan with a knives, the wide-ranging robbery in the dragon map although young, but also followed by Shi Tie, Xu Fei was born into death, after the robbery, the award entered the arsenal building, and Learned the fire and robbery.

These Yanzhao songs know that even Yan Longer does not know about himself, and Yan Zhaoge knows that the Zongmen high-rises have been negotiating. After the dragons reach the realm of the innate masters, they will also be given four floors below the arsenal. , free access to and from.

Became the fourth disciple of the masters who won this honor after the exhibition of Dongge, Yan Di and Yan Zhaoge.

The upper and lower gates of the Zongmen correspond to the weight of the dragon figure, which is evident from it, but as far as Yan Zhaoge knows, it is after the dragon has reached the innate realm.

"Is it decided to advance?" Yan Zhaoge curiously looked at Ying Long.

In fact, Yan Zhaoge hopes to give this dragon the power as soon as possible. For this younger brother, Yan Zhaoge also has high hopes.

憨龙儿乐呵呵, as if to invite a reward, said: "Yan brother, I was also allowed to go out and practiced before, the head of the uncle said that I performed well, made a merit, rewarded me into the third floor of the arsenal."

Listening to the dragon map, Yanzhao song knows that not long ago, Ying Longtu first went out to practice the mountain, and the result saved the people of the turbidity.

When it comes to other holy places, the meaning is different. As a result, the rewards are naturally different.

Seeing the appearance of a young boy in front of him, Yan Zhaoge smiled and said: "Good things, Xiao Longer grew up."

I received the praise of Yan Zhaoge, and the dragon figure is more beautiful.

Yan Zhao song looked at Xiao Longer, his face also showed a smile.

At the beginning of Yunzhao Mountain, the younger face that lost her parents and screamed in tears, seemed to appear again in front of her eyes, letting Yan Zhao sing.

Although it was because of the extraordinaryness of his scorpio, it was introduced under the wall of Guangchong, but nowadays, looking at Xiaolong’s smiling face, Yan Zhao’s heart is also extremely happy.

A little thought about it, Yan Zhao song patted the shoulders of the teenager: "My old lady's thinking is very correct, you are suitable for extensive knowledge."

"You have learned the weight of the boxing and the knife, and it is really suitable for picking a Kendo practice."

Yan Zhao sings: "After learning this sword, you will re-circle, learn the boxing, pick one in the palm of your hand and the palm of your hand, then learn the knife and learn the eight-sword knives. After the Eight Kings Knife, learn the second sword."

"You have the ability to complete the eight-pole study."

When talking about martial arts, Ying Long’s expression became solemn, and it showed a bit more piety: “Yan brother, I will work hard.”

Yan Zhao said: "According to the practice of Zongmen, when you step into the innate realm, Zongmen will pass you a spirit, but now you have begun to walk in the outer calendar. For the sake of prevention, the brothers will give you a piece first. All right."

"You will start learning the swordsmanship right away, and I will send you a swordsmanship, which is both encouragement and spur."

After saying that Yan Zhao’s robe sleeves were on display, the green light flashed, and a green short sword appeared in the hand and handed it to Ying Long.

"Lingjian Bilong?!" Yin Liuhua, who came back after Yan Zhao's song, looked at Yan Zhaoge and Ying Longtu so harmoniously, and he was envious of it. Hearing that Yan Zhaoge wanted to give Ying Long a spirit, it was envy.

After waiting for her to see what the spirit is, she could not help but exclaim.

Like a statue, Feng Yun, who has been standing still with a knife, saw Lingbi Bilong, and there was some accident at the same time.

Although Lingjian Bilong is a lower-class spirit, it is the famous weapon of Yanzhao song, and the first spirit of Yan Zhaoge.

All along, following the Yanzhao Song Nanzheng North War, Yan Zhaoge has always seen the shadow of this sword on the road of rising in recent years.

Yan Zhaoge defeated his opponent and collected a large number of spirits, but Lingjian Bilong has always been his more powerful weapon.

With the Yanzhao song stepping on the realm of the great master of the Yuanling, the spirit of the sword, the sword, appears to be out of date.

However, such an extraordinary spirit, Yan Zhaoge even if it is kept to commemorate.

At this moment, I have to transfer the picture of Ying Long, not to mention Yin Liuhua, but Feng Yunyi also feels unexpected: "Yan brother..."

Yan Zhao song laughed: "The sword is dusty, it is a kind of sorrow. Follow me to eat ash and eat soil. It is better to give dragons and drink the blood of the enemy. This is the best destination for the soldiers."

Said, Yan Zhao songs pointed to the flick of the blade, the flash of light, the sound of the dragon rang.

The sword is psychic, and the sound of the sword seems to be reluctant, but more is uplifting.

Yan Zhao song fingers gently across the blade, and some sighs in my heart.

It is precisely because of the feelings of this spiritual soldier that it is different from the spiritual soldiers of the Huizhoun, the Burning Sword, and the Flying Thunderknife, so he wants to keep it, instead of forging the sacred green bamboo branches.

However, this sword has not been abandoned, and it is still as sharp as it is. It is so sorrowful that it will not be seen in the sky.

I don’t use it with me, but I have satisfied my thoughts. I can take it out at any time, remember it, and recall it.

However, it is unfair to Lingbi Bilong.

The sword device is not a sword for sacrifice, but a sword for killing people and drinking blood. It is the first line of battle at that moment, so that it does not bear its own edge.

Yan Zhaoge handed the spirit sword to the Yinglong map and said: "It is in my hand, killing the enemy over 100, see if it is more or less in your hand?"

Ying Longtu’s eyes seemed to be somewhat ignorant, and it seemed to have a clear understanding. He took over the Lingjian Bilong: “Thank you, Yan’s brother.”

Feng Yunyu said: "Yan brother, then you are next..."

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "If you are a Chinese soldier, I can refine it myself. However, if it is a blade, there is not much need to refine some armor."

"Don't worry that I don't have a knives, the ancestors opened, and I went to the old man to fight the autumn wind."

Compared with the Chinese spirits and the lower spirits, the Shangpin Lingbing is much more expensive, and it is a holy place like Guangcheng Mountain, and it is not rich.

Yuan Fu Da Zong Shi and the higher general master of the sect, the top-selling spirit soldiers are basically a radish pit, there is no extra money to give to the lower realm.

However, it is for this reason that thinking about Yan Zhaoge's footsteps in the realm of Yuan Ling's great masters, Wu Shengyuan Zhengfeng personally opened the furnace and prepared the knives for Yan Zhaoge.

The sacred soldiers are rare, and the top-grade spirit soldiers are rare, but the top-grade spirit soldiers refining from Yuan Zhengfeng must be the best.

Feng Yunying looked at Yan Zhaoge, and then looked at Ying Long, and laughed.

Passing on fire, nothing more. (To be continued.) 8