History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The figure suddenly appeared in front of Yan Zhao’s song, but it was a young man in red.

The red man’s body also rolled up the infinite fire, and the palm of his hand was like a knife, and it was like a phoenix.

Yan Zhao songs blink, the other side is a Wu Sheng triple, the warrior in the realm of the late phase, looks young, in fact, is also a master of the year.

Wang Hui and Bai Ziming's previous battles, as well as Wang Huitong and Bei Ming, played against each other. He wanted to help, and his strength was a bit thin.

But now Wang Hui drives the golden platform to block Bai Ziming, and once again confronts Bei Ming, the man has attacked Yan Zhaoge himself!

"Take him down and force him to drive his avatars to see God's martial arts level. I will have a chance to get out!"

No need to communicate carefully, Wang Huishi and his two brothers have already made up their minds.

It seems to be insignificant before, but the Yanzhao song of Wu Sheng's one realm, in the eyes of Wang Hui, suddenly became hot.

It seems to solve the key to the current dilemma.

Looking at a knife to come to himself, the actual target shrouded the Quartet and intercepted all of his opponents who retreated. Yan Zhao could not help but laugh.

He did not expect the general to dodge, but instead faced the flame knife and stepped forward.

The man in red is slightly stunned, and he can't figure out a Wusheng one. The warrior in the early stage of the merger, why dare to do this.

The move seems to be no different from sending death, as if to take the initiative to throw the flame blade.

Yan Zhaoge raised his palm and turned his palms down to the top of his opponent.

A palm is everywhere, just like the sky!

Originally shrouded in the flames of the Yan and Zhao songs, the moment was completely twisted and rolled back.

The red man presented a scene in front of his eyes, and the sky above his head seemed to collapse, thinking that he would fall down.

He was shocked and did not dare to have the idea of ​​swearing Yan Zhaoge and urging his own knife.

The fire and the phoenix spread their wings, and the sky was ignited into an infinite blade.

He is now, the opponent in front of him, is not easy!

The thoughts of myself and Wang Hui were completely wrong.

Yan Zhaoge is not a small shrimp that he can imagine in his hand, but a big enemy of life and death!

He is now only seeking to kill Yan Zhao song.

The action of the other party, Yan Zhao sings if he does not see it, is a palm shot!

In the eyes of others, it is just like the collapse of the sky.

However, the man in red who faced Yan Zhaoge was shocked. Not only did Tian Tian collapse, but the whole world even reversed at this moment!

The world is overturned, the Qiankun translocation!

The raging fire, in this earth-shaking catastrophe, is like a fragile wind in the candlelight, easily extinguished.

The red man shouted, and the fire rolled up, turning into a red fire and flying back!

The fire is moving between heaven and earth, and I want to escape from the big catastrophe that was turned upside down.

But Yan Zhao song smiled, and the other hand was lifted up, and both hands were shot down!

Not only the consciousness of the red man, the real void, was beaten and swept by Yan Zhaoge!

The man in red was inevitable, only shouting, hands up, and hurriedly held the palms of Yan Zhao song.

Only when the two sides contacted for the first time, the red man was shocked all over the body, and the bones burst into flames, as if they were to be shot directly into the ground by Yan Zhaoge.

"So big power?! This is the beginning of the conjunction of Wu Sheng?" The red man stunned: "Simple than the strength of the force, see the realm of the early days of God is not so?"

The man in red is snoring, and his body is also showing purple and purple.

Purple light everywhere, holding the palm of the Yan Zhao song pressed, so that the red man was saved from being beaten by the bones.

Seeing this red man also appeared in the Fu Ziguang, Yan Zhao song did not care smile: "Yinde white gas, did you practice it?"

Under the spur of the thunder and lightning, the Yanzhao song is in the palm of his hand. The horrible power of the horror seems to be continuous, no intermittent, continuous urging!

The earth-shaking terror power constantly reverses the purple light that stirs the red man's body.

After the opening of the earth, the Ding Ding Kunkun reason, the two instruments of the true sense of the terrorist power, continuous reversal of bombardment, it is the non-staining and ruin of the purple, also began to break!

Under the horrified gaze of the red man, his purple body was forcibly broken by Yan Zhaoge!

The overbearing and majestic force invaded him and beat his whole body and blood vessels together!

What shocked him even more was that under the arrogance of Yan Zhao’s horror, the true elements of his body, like fire, turned into a yin to the cold, freezing the soul.

"You are this..." The red man opened his mouth and said nothing, and he was no longer able to withstand the palm of Yan Zhaoge's fall.

Yan Zhaoge covered the palm of the hand and laid it down, directly hit the red man's head and split his head.

"Stop!" Wang Hui was not expected to wait for the golden ring to save, but was intercepted by Bai Ziming.

She is even more dissatisfied with the North Ming avatar, directly let Bei Ming split into a shoulder and a shoulder.

Yan Zhao song smiled faintly: "Sorry, Yan's practice of martial arts, the shot is more violent, not easy to keep hands, offended."

Wang Hui clenched his teeth and stared at Yan Zhao’s song: "You... you actually..."

Yan Zhaoge slaps the palm of his hand: "Respecting the teacher is the Southern Supreme, but this does not mean that you have the ability to respect the teacher, and it does not mean that Yanmou will face you, and you will be willing to let you kill. ""

"You want the soft persimmon pinch, this is nothing." Yan Zhao sings and smiles: "I also like to pinch soft persimmons."

Wang Hui was black in front of him and almost burst out of blood.

Bai Ziming was equally shocked to see Yan Zhaoge.

Although I heard that the strength of Yan Zhaoge is hard to estimate, it is far from being comparable to other warriors in the same industry.

But with the eyes of Wu Sheng's heavy Yan Zhao song, one palm killed the opponents of Wu Sheng's triple realm, the impact, so that Bai Ziming both felt the back of the cold.

In particular, the strength of the man in red is not weak. On the contrary, as a member of the Southern Supreme Court, he is extremely outstanding among the warlords in the same territory!

However, in the face of Yan Zhao song, there is no suspense to lose.

"Not that he is too weak, this Yanzhao song is too strong..." Bai Ziming took a breath: "Wait, he seems to have seen this position, but he is not as grandiose as he is, making people Mo Zhineng’s feeling..."

Wang Hui wants to fight, but in the distance, suddenly there is a strong breath, and the world shakes.

The clouds broke open, and the hurricane swept through the nine days. A huge ship of Shenzhou appeared in the eyes of everyone. It was the wind and the sky.

Zheng Ming stood in the wind and the boat, his face is not very beautiful.

When Yan Zhaoge and Bai Ziming looked at him, they knew that the Wu Sheng Liu, who he followed, was the strongest in the realm of the late period of God. Most of them were out.

When I saw Wang Hui, Zheng Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued.) 8