History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge's Bei Ming was caught by a claw, and suddenly forced to tear a gap in the opponent's middle-class sacred 崭 崭 ! !!

The golden armor was shocked and wanted to change, but Bei Ming was quicker than him.

After breaking the 崭 铠 铠 defense, Bei Ming split the other dragon's gun in his hand and immediately pierced it!

The gun is turned into a little gold mans, piercing the gap with a imaginary extreme!

The gold armored arrogant body squats backwards, but the chest has already been splashed with blood.

Other Daxuan dynasty warriors looked at this scene with shock and stunned.

The two gold martial artists in the middle of the sacred soldiers in the hands, even lost to the same realm only use the sacred soldiers of the North scorpion!

The gap between the Chinese sacred soldiers and the lower sacred soldiers is there, and it is difficult to overcome.

But the strength gap between the masters of both sides is equally obvious!

"Who is this guy in the end!" The Daxuan dynasty was cold.

Although strange, but a group of people are also a generation of war, no panic.

They are still struggling to rush to the North, and if the Golden Warrior is killed, others will be spared.

Several Wusheng strongmen joined forces and attacked together, and the momentum was like a continuous tsunami.

Around the heavens and the earth, the tides of the aura are undulating, and the four are scattered, forming a tangible fold in the void, like a wave.

In the hands of Bei Ming, the dragon gun was pumped, and he turned to the enemy who had attacked, waving in the direction of sweeping the army.

鲲 光 光 光 光 震动 震动 震动 震动 震动 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光

Between the giants and the hustle and bustle, Bohai, together with the explosion in all directions!

More violent than the opponent's offensive, sweeping the world!

Great ridiculous Pengfa, the ancient tide!

The giant python, whose length is difficult to measure, picks up the boundless waves, sweeps all directions, and omnipotent!

Between the North and the Ming, the power spreads out, the big fish, the small fish, the shrimp and the net, the net, the ancient tides swallow the earth, flooding the horrible power of the thousand, sweeping all the enemies in front of you!

One person's strength, including eight shortages!

All the Daxuan dynasty warriors were repelled at the same time. Those who were repaired as weaker, vomited blood directly, and filled the sky!

A shot swept across the enemy, and the northern part of the body was flashing in the thunder.

Under the action of the thunder and lightning, he did not need to return to the air. He did not stop at all. He immediately turned and shot again, stabbing the golden armor!

The other party relied on the involvement of many companions, and finally managed to ease the tone.

Just suppressed the injury, but before I even had time to regroup, Yan Zhaoge’s Bei Ming’s offensive was immediately in sight!

The gold armored warrior clenched his teeth and urged him to fight against the North.

Bei Ming is stunned by the law, and the same way, the tears are ruined again!

Between the other side's jaw-dropping, a lightning-fast shot, piercing through the gap, runs through its chest!

The golden armor was provoked to be fierce. Regardless of himself, one hand grabbed the dragon gun and did not let Bei Ming pull the gun.

At the same time, his rifle in his hand also slammed into the North.

North Ming splits directly to release the dragon gun, the shape is like the wind, Peng Cheng nine days, avoiding the opponent's dying.

Quietly turning between, has arrived behind the Golden Armor.

Bei Ming was divided into a boxing gun, punched out, and hit the opponent's back!

The front of the head of the golden armor, the eyebrows, a small red blood spot.

The blood continues to expand and eventually turns into a huge blood hole!

This golden armor was separated from Yan Zhaoge’s Bei Ming and killed on the spot!

Bei Ming was able to retreat to the front of the opponent who was already a corpse, and pulled out the dragon gun.

However, other Daxuan dynasty warriors on the scene, but the heart is cold, a cold air from the soles of the feet through the backbone bones straight into the top of the head.

At this moment, they have no confidence and motivation to persist.

Everyone is doing the birds and beasts, and they are all rushing to the things. They only ask Yanzhao songs not to chase themselves, and pin their hopes on Bei Ming’s guns to focus on others.

How to explain to Xuan Mu Wang afterwards has been rejected by them.

Everyone now only cares about one thing, how to escape from Yanzhao singer!

The means of this young man is too powerful and powerful to be incredible and unbelievable!

Bei Ming was seen and smiled. Between the body shape and the movement, he flew to the heavens and the earth. He had already caught up with one person and stabbed him with a shot.

After that, he turned his body and chased the other side, then first arrived and intercepted the second person.

He is so fast that his opponent can't run without running.

A large Xuan Dynasty martyr who fled in the opposite direction, relaxed a little, and continued to escape.

But far away, Jianguang flew, and he left his head!

Yanzhao song deity with one hand behind his back, holding a Huihong sword, his posture is relaxed, just like a trip, but let all opponents, completely desperate.

Killing another person, Yan Zhaoge looked in the direction of the void and smiled: "Mr. Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. White, don't come innocent?"

In the distant sky, Chen Zhiliang and Bai Ziming are present.

Some of them did not pay attention to answering, but they looked at everything in front of them and could not return to God for a long time.

This is also the case of the Guangming Zongshan Gate. Who knows that I have seen an unforeseen sight.

Yan Zhao song talked and laughed: "Yes, I have never found a chance to return, Mr. Bai Lao, your jade is still here."

Bai Ziming returned to God and said quickly: "No problem."

He looked around involuntarily and muttered: "Unbelievable, unbelievable..."

Chen Zhiliang's gaze first looked at Bei Ming's avatar, and then turned to Yan Zhao song himself.

"You are a avatar, really powerful, and the method of cultivation has really won the meaning of Kuangpeng. It is one of the top martial arts."

He is a disciple of the Southeastern Supreme Master. The martial arts in the whole world is also superior, and the strength of the same-minded warriors is rare.

Just the Daxuan dynasty gold armor, even if the Chinese sacred soldier is in the body, Chen Zhiliang dare to fight with one hand.

However, he did not grasp the grasp of the North Ming dynasty of Shang Yan Zhao Ge.

"What is even more incredible is that you yourself seem to be more powerful than you are in the same realm!" Chen Zhiliang looked at Yan Zhaoge, and the depth of his eyes also appeared in the horror: "You can't Use your well-known cultivation to measure your strength."

He subconsciously looked at the injured side of the sky and couldn't help but sigh and said: "If you stay in the lower bound, I even suspect that you can't see the level of God, you will be rejected by the power of heaven and earth. That lower bound!"

Bai Ziming heard the words, his face showed a deep expression of the same feeling.

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Two are polite."

Chen Zhiliang looked at the injury of the sky wall: "Do you have a way to go now? Xuan Mu Wang believes that he will soon return to the upper bounds, and you will not be able to do it at that time. After all, the gap is too big."

Yan Zhaoge is waiting to speak, and the injury to the sky in front of him suddenly violently oscillated. (To be continued.) 8