History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge used the method of pointing to thunder and thunder, and promoted the Qinglong sword style in the sleeve. The sword light was like a dragon, and the thunder was connected with the ring, and the group dragons went to the sea to attack the Jiang Xiong.

The Luozong martial arts road opened and closed, violent and fierce, good at the front and hard hit.

But if you encounter a more fierce, more fierce, and more powerful opponent than him, it is easy to fall in the wind, and be controlled everywhere. There is a feeling that you can't turn over no matter how you play.

Yan Zhao songs a sword faster than a sword, the strength of each sword, are condensed and sturdy, there is no gap between them, as if no need to return.

This gives Jiang Xiong an illusion that he was simultaneously besieged by multiple Yan Zhao songs and besieged together.

In his bloodshot eyes, the fierce light is growing, and the look on his face is getting more and more dignified.

Other Jurassic martial artists, and Yang Chufan, Fang Min and other Lingdao Island warriors, are equally surprised.

Under extreme horror, the fight between them was no longer so fierce. Everyone scored a considerable part of their attention. Watching the scene of Yan Zhao’s songs slamming Jiang Xiong back and forth, everyone could not help but stunned.

Fang Min asked: "Yang Shishu, he seems to be a bare-handed fist in the same league that has already driven the spirits?"

Yang Chufan is also sluggish: "Yes"

The onlookers were horrified, and they couldn’t resist the intuitiveness of Jiang Yan’s feelings facing Yan’s songs.

He gritted his teeth, and suddenly he held the knife with his hand, and the gray-bladed bone blade in his hand suddenly appeared strangely brilliance.

As Jiang Xiong lifted the knife high above his head, the thick suffocating converge toward the blade and his body.

A true Yuan qi is combined with Jiang Xiong’s martial arts and knives, and becomes a virtual one.

The bone knife in his hand has also become extremely huge, as if it were a huge blade.

Black wind and red blood, this moment is absorbed into the white bones, making the bones more violent.

Jiang Xiong screamed, and the blade fell to Yan Zhao song!

Luo Luozong is the highest in the school, but also in the Xuanwu knife and blood sea knife above the secluded white bone knife!

The violent knife and fierceness made the world seem to scream.

Yan Zhao song looked at the knife, there was no change in his look, one hand stretched out and the five fingers opened.

The Qinglong, which is made by Jianguang, entangles in this moment, as if the muscles and ribs of the human body are intertwined and turned into a huge palm!

The giant hand that flashed brilliantly, with the momentum of the sky, directly grabbed the fierce bone knife of Jiang Xiong!

The madness of the blade madly destroys this huge palm, but it seems futile.

When the bone knife was caught by the giant hand, it could not be moved at all, and it was completely set in the void. No matter how hard Jiang Gong worked, he could not move.

Do not say that to move on, it is to want to take the knife back, all infatuated.

The palm of Yan Zhaoge’s palm is wide open, and it is as wide as the heavens and the earth. At this time, it is as if it is a cage, so that Jiang Xiong can’t get out.

In the low voice, the light and shadow of Jiang Xiong’s head flashed, and the eight flowers were shining, as if to communicate with the world.

He was pushed to the extreme by his power and artistic conception, but he still went to the banyan tree.

The Zongro Zongwu, all of them were shocked and stunned by the two great masters of the Yuanling of the Lingwu Island. One of them quickly came out and gave a sword to Yan Zhao, helping the Jiang Xiong to escape.

Others, who are still fighting with Yang Chufan and Fang Min, are still in a state of chaos.

Yang Chufan and others did not counterattack, and they all looked at the scene.

"In the middle of the rumor, in the middle of the Xiong Yuanling of Wuhua River, the spirit buds were pumped, and nine leaves of the leaves were obtained. Later, when they were promoted to the late Yuanling, the nine leaves opened the eight flowers, which is the strong foundation after the nine leaves and nine flowers. So I have such a strong strength."

A group of spirited island warriors face each other: "See you today, you can see that the rumors are not empty, the third of the ten spirits of the Yuanling, the real name, but"

This is such a powerful Jiang Xiong, the spirits of the soldiers, the combination of human and knife, urging the Luo Luozong to learn the secluded white bone knife, but still lost to Yan Zhaoge!

Yang Chufan’s mouth is bitter: “The same is the late Yuan Ling, but I and the two great masters of the two Luo Luozong are not necessarily the opponents of Jiang Xiong.”

"Where did this young man come from?"

The doubts in their hearts are also questions in the minds of every Zang Zongwu.

Yan Zhaoge turned a blind eye to the late Grand Master of the Luo Luo Zong Yuanling who had attacked him. His eyes were interested in the light and shadow of Jiang Xia’s head and looked at the eight flowers.

"Well, the same eight flowers, is stronger than that of Haizhengjie." Yan Zhaoge smiled: "So, this person should be nine leaves open eight flowers, that Haizhengjie is eight leaves open eight flowers."

Yan Zhaoge's one-style wide-handed Tianshou locks Jiang Xiong's secluded white bone knife, and the other hand, with one hand, will defeat the **** knife of the great master.

"I don't know the first master of the nobles, what kind of cultivation is it? Is it Wu Sheng?" Yan Zhao Ge asked casually: "I don't know if there is a holy soldier?"

Jiang Xiong is full of sweat and can't speak.

Fang Min called at this moment: "The Zong Luo Zongzong is not Wu Sheng, they have no holy soldiers!"

A group of Luo Zongwu screamed in anger, and the great master of Luo Zongzong stared at Yan Zhao’s song and sighed: "What about it? The lord is the fourth place in the top ten warriors. Like a cloud."

"We admit to taking the eye and underestimating you, but if you feel that you or the forces behind you can do what it is, then let it come!"

"Be brave, leave us all here today!"

Yan Zhao song laughed: "You misunderstood"

Listening to him, Yang Chufan, Fang Min and others suddenly turned pale, while the Luo Luo Zongwu people were relieved, their faces regained their proud look, feeling their own sects, and shocked this unknown. Where is the solitary warrior who emerged.

The more the solitary warrior is facing the high school, the more it reflects its power.

At the moment, you may not have to suffer, but in order to avoid angering the other party's elders, many times there is nothing to do.

It’s just that these Zongro Zongwu people did not dare to completely relax. The Lingxi Island, which was born in front of Yang Chufan and Fang Min, is not inferior to the giants of Luozong. If it is the shelter of Lingxi Island, the young man will dare to take risks.

Yang Chufan and Fang Min and others also had this idea, they wanted to speak and support, and they gave Zhuang Zhao songs courage.

However, listening to Yan Zhaoge went on to say: "I asked the nobles whether there is Wu Sheng or not. There is no sacred soldier to understand more. If you want to go to the nobles in the future, you have a preparation."

"It doesn't matter if I kill you now."

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "Don't think too much, no matter whether your party has Wu Sheng, you are already dead."

Said, Yanzhao singer's palm, the Jianguang condensed, grabbed the huge palm of the Jiang Xiong blade and also received it, dragged Jiang Xiong over.

Jiang Xiong can't resist, his body moves.

Yan Zhaoge's other palm is lifted up high, and a palm is photographed, as if it is a sky! To be continued