History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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The horror of the gun, although not as fast as the North Mighting Gun, but under the blazing blue flame, it is also destructive. √

As if the white crane is flapping its wings, it is light and agile, rich in change.

The fire and the guns are mixed together, and they are scattered all over the sky, shrouded by Yan Zhao.

Although spread out, the terror power contained in it has always been condensed, and no matter where it touches the body of Yan Zhaoge, it immediately turns into a mania of killing and destruction.

Yan Zhao’s mouth twitched slightly, and his heart said: “Five fires, seven poultry guns... some of them are like the legendary treasures before the great destruction. The number of artistic paths of the five fires and seven birds has evolved, but it has not yet been fully obtained. The true marrow."

"Oh, let's say, barely can be regarded as a derivative of Yuqing..."

Yanzhao singer's palm lifted again.

Between the light and shadow on his head, a huge portrait appeared, and he also made a lifting act.

Seeing this huge portrait, some people are slightly sluggish in the place: "The martial arts spirit! Every great master!"

Such a young grandmaster is the one who lives in the upper bounds and is unheard of!

With the fire in the stone, the white crane gun was spurred, and all the way to kill it, I couldn’t wait to see Yan Zhao’s smashing the corpse of Yang Zhaoxuan, and I was slightly surprised.

He carefully looked at Yan Zhao's song, and suddenly he suddenly felt: "The age of real age and appearance is almost the same?! Who is less than 30 years old?" How is it possible?"

At this point, Yang Zhaoxuan’s anger was suddenly dissipated, and he recovered a bit of calm: “Where did this kid come out?”

But before he changed his mind, Yan Zhaoge lifted up with the palm of his own martial arts.

When the palm of the hand was lifted, the sky suddenly shocked, the heavens and the earth overturned, the yin and yang were reversed, and the Qiankun was reversed.

And let’s not say that your martial arts is not completely derived from the five fires and seven birds. Even if it is the complete martial arts of power and artistic conception, your five fires and seven birds, the enemy can’t beat my Fantianyin. ?

The martial arts spirit of Yan Zhaoge, in an instant, made a turn between Guangcheng Tianxiang and Fan Tianxiang.

With one palm falling, Guangchao Tianzhang darkly changed to Tianyin, directly smashing the white light blue flame between heaven and earth!

Reversing the power of the dragon and the smashing power, and colliding with Yang Zhaojun's seven poultry guns!

There was a muffled sound in the world between the heavens and the earth.

Then there was a continuous burst of sound, sweeping across all directions, as if there was an invisible force that would break through the void of the universe.

Then, in the eyes of the public, a figure was shaken up and flew up.

Fly up...

Yan Zhaoge stood on the ground, Yang Zhaoxuan attacked from midair, and someone was shocked to fly upwards. That person is...

Everyone opened their mouths and looked at the scene in front of them. They all came back to God.

The two sides have played against each other and the people who have been beaten out are the heroes of Wu Shengzhi!

Yan Zhaoge stood in the same place, his face calmed and he did not see any change.

The death of the entire Laofeng City is dead, and everything that everyone witnesses is born in a dream, unbelievable.

The young people in front of us are not only at the young age, but also at the top of the top ten of the great masters, and harder to defeat a Wu Shengqiang!

Although Yang Zhaoxuan is only a realm of Wu Sheng, the beginning of the merger, but it is also a genuine Wu Shengqiang!

As the commander of the Daxuan dynasty sitting in the town of Xiang Xiangzhou, not only is the cultivation of the realm high enough, but its strength in the same borders can also be said to be good.

Everyone who enters the sanctuary, who enters the holy place, enters the holy realm, and is the master of the division, is completely two concepts.

But now, the Yanzhao song that the master has cultivated has slammed Wu Sheng Yang Zhaoyu!

In the distant sky, there are other people appearing at the moment. They are all wearing armor and are in a state of turmoil. They are all under the command of Yang Zhaoxuan and the Daxuan Dynasty.

They accompanied Yang Zhaoxuan to annihilate the anti-Xuanwu, and repaired it for a reason, a little slower.

It was just a group of Daxuan dynasty warriors. I didn’t expect it. The first thing I saw when I arrived was my own general, Wu Zhaoqiang’s Yang Zhaoxuan, who was beaten and flew out.

Everyone was shocked and thought it was a strong enemy.

As a result, when they saw the martial arts spirit above Yan’s body, everyone was dumbfounded.

The upper bounds of the world are like clouds, and the geniuses come forth in large numbers.

The rumors of the great masters contending, even defeating Wu Sheng, are not without, but they are all legendary existences, and no one has ever seen them.

Now I suddenly saw that my heart was naturally shocked.

Especially when everyone determines the age of Yan Zhaoge, it is even more unsuccessful, and only feels that the world in front of us is not real.

Everyone can't help but ask themselves, how many years have they practiced martial arts, and so many times, have they all survived to the dog?

There was a roar in the sky, and the white light penetrated the void and rushed to Yan Zhaoge!

Yang Zhaoqi roared, and he had a black-and-black rifle in his hand, and the white tip of the gun tip was eye-catching.

The road blue flame condenses on the long gun, and the rifle is coated with a layer of secluded blue light.

The heat of the flame is not felt, but it only makes people feel the chill!

Yan Zhaoge gaze at the black and long gun, and through the distance, he can feel the destructive power of terror.

The next product, the holy soldier, Wu Yu Tu Jinjuan!

As a nephew of the Daxuan dynasty Hai Chenghou, Yang Zhaoxuan, a distant relative of the royal family, is no more than other people. Although he only has a great realm of Wu Sheng, there are sacred soldiers in hand!

A Wu Sheng, urging a sacred soldier, how amazing the power is, the physical strength of Yan Zhaoge, the gun must be poked into a transparent hole.

It’s just that for Yang Zhaoxuan, it’s not a glorious thing to deal with a big warrior.

But he can't take care of that at the moment, just killing Yan Zhaoge!

As long as you kill this strange young powerhouse, everything else is irrelevant.

Zhang Qiansong had already been unable to stay in the house. When he saw this horror scene, he could not help but exclaim.

Yan Zhao song laughed, and screamed in the sky, like a dragon!

During the flashing of the blue light, a scorn appeared on the Yanzhao song, and the endless ice sea spread around.

The ice dragons rushed out from the ice sea and joined together to block Yang Zhaojun’s gun front.

The Daxuan dynasty everyone gathered their eyes together: "Is there a sacred soldier?!"

The sound of the ice dragon roared and it rang for nine days.

Yan Zhaoge and the head of the martial arts spirit, the same action, are reaching out to the palms and then flip!

Yang Zhaoqi gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist.

But in the roar of the roar, I saw the generals of the Daxuan Dynasty, and the Zhao Shengqiang, Yang Zhaoxuan, was beaten again!

All the previous things were in vain, and the result was still flying.

Yang Zhaoxuan’s heart was in a sad mood. Under the surging of the wound, he could no longer suppress it. He spurted blood against the sky and sprinkled the sky. (To be continued.) 8