History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The collision between genius and Junjie is often easy to spark the inspiration. .

In particular, martial arts that practice similar types but have completely different paths.

However, after all, the competition is a matter of victory. The greater the pressure, the greater the motivation, the easier it is to squeeze out its potential, or the perceived drawbacks.

"It takes time to reflect and accumulate." For Yan Zhaoge's statement, staying up late seems to be quite heart-felt, but after thinking about it, he still replied: "Ten years, in fact, it is quite good, let me ponder some new things. I will polish it first, and then I will show it out with Master Nie."

Or, if you encounter a problem, you may be able to pass the test of the same spirit with Nie, and play the role of the stone of the mountain to attack the jade.

And to a certain extent, the two sides are not so close, they are stronger than the sword, and they are more conducive to their respective play.

Between the same door, if there is no hatred, it is not difficult to play the normal level, but it is difficult to have extraordinary play.

After Long Xingquan and the high-definition Xuan are married, they are less likely to learn from it.

However, according to Long Xingquan, although there are often gains, it is not as remarkable as when he went to Biyutian at the beginning of the year.

The Shangqing dynasty and the Yujingyan have been entangled in the entanglement for thousands of years. Today, the two sides have already understood each other's swordsmanship. It is not easy to continue to innovate and try to innovate.

Nie Jingshen and the night and night are not the swords and geniuses of the world. The two of them are constantly colliding, and both sides have benefited a lot.

Most of the warriors are victorious, that is, staying up late and Nie Jingshen are no exception.

Continuous draws, let their respective swordsmanship leaps and bounds, while also meditation and hope to beat the opponent.

Because the two sides have been entangled in the grievances, their elders may still care, but for both of them, each comparison seems to be a sublimation of their own, and an exploration of the martial arts is further urging them to climb upwards.

"Long Master Shuzu said well, after the ancestors and first-grandmothers in the same year, until the two of you played against each other, only to reproduce the same level of the peak sword fight." Yan Zhao song smiled: "Yes, this time you compare, Let's take a look at our husband and wife, don't rush."

Feng Yunyi nodded and smiled at the side, and was full of interest.

Most of the warriors who can walk to the higher level of cultivation have always had the enthusiasm for the martial arts.

Although she does not practice swordsmanship, she is now more advanced than Nie Jingshen and staying up late, but she still has a feeling of bypassing and broadening her horizons.

"I don't care, look at Nie's opinion." Nodded up late at night.

She said that in fact, it is no problem, because as long as they do not interfere with the test, Nie Jingshen does not care if someone is watching.

Referring to her and Nie Jingshen's test, staying up late and getting more and more fascinating, the two sides of the sword appear in the mind changes, recall the content before the game, anticipation of the test process.

Seeing her gaze and gradually involuntarily lost focus, Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunxiao could not help but laugh.

"About the nine sinister demons, I am still prepared to plan." Yan Zhaoge did not disturb the night, and sent a message to Feng Yunqi: "You sit with her here, arrange her residence, and after Nie’s brother returns, notice I will say it."

Fengyun dagger: "You can rest assured."

After Yan Baoge said goodbye to them, he returned to his place on the Guangfu Mountain.

When he came back on the road, he had already considered the relevant matters in general, so he immediately proceeded to the place and set up a formation in the quiet room.

Then, Yan Zhaoge took out the light from the crane demon.

Cut the silk scorpion again and, after packing the rest, the section of silk that he will intercept, wrapped in cinnabar.

Yan Zhaoge took out a small bottle containing the treasures to seal the demon water.

The cinnabar flakes are rolled up in silk, and they are placed in a small bottle by Yan Zhaoge, soaked in the water of the demon god.

In his hands, the law was introduced, and the force of the array was blessed on the vial. The small jade bottle gradually became transparent and invisible, disappearing silently.

And those who seal the magic **** water, turned into a flame of jumping.

Yan Zhao’s song sits on the knees and puts the flame on his chest. Then his hands are changing continuously, and the other marks are flying into the flame.

Thus, seven seventy-four forty-nine hours passed.

Until the fire finally extinguished, a piece of paper fluttered in the air.

The cinnabar map on the paper has disappeared, and the piece of silk that has been wrapped has disappeared.

Only the whole body is transparent, flashing light and radiant paper.

Yan Zhaoge reached out to the palm of his hand, and the bright paper was flat on his palm, then disappeared and merged into it.

He still sat on the ground, did not get up, but slowly meditation.

After this night, Yan Zhaoge only felt that the fatigue of sleepiness disappeared.

He continued to meditate in his own quiet room.

Later, Feng Yunhao ordered a young disciple to report to him, saying that Nie Jingshen had returned to heaven.

"Nie brother." See you again, Nie Jingshen, Yan Zhao song smiled and handed.

The black-faced youth in front of the cold voice, his face also smiled: "Yan Shidi, don't come innocent."

"If you allow me to watch the match between you and the sister-in-law, I will be innocent." Yan Zhaoge laughed.

Nie Jingsheng nodded unconsciously: "Nature is fine."

Feng Yunxiao also smiled: "We are bothered."

When everyone was talking, Yan Zhao’s song suddenly looked a little like: “My father and Chen’s predecessors have a message.”

The words of Wen Yan, Feng Yunqi, Nie Jingshen, and the three nights all looked to him.

What Yan Ding and Chen Xuanzong are going to do, they all know, and they have been caring and waiting for news.

"Wait a minute..." Yan Zhaoge said, the light blue color appeared in the eyes, intertwined into a troublesome pattern, and the water in his pupil was generally crossed.

After a long time, the blue light gradually dissipated, and the Yan Zhao songs were restored to their original state.

He took a long breath and looked at everyone.

"There is news from the predecessors of Chu Li Li Chu."

Listening to this statement, the spirit of other people is a sensation, then calm down, almost in unison, asked: "Chu predecessors can now be safe?"

"It is still unclear and needs further confirmation." Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "The clues are related to the sun on the same day."

Feng Yunqi asked: "Are we rushing over now?"

"Fathers, they have passed, we are not busy first." Yan Zhao song squinted: "If Chu’s predecessors had fallen into the hands of Jiu Ning, it is now likely to be deliberately released as a bait to attract our attention. ""

"This shows that the nine sneak plans have been roughly right, they want to launch the magic of the water and the demon of the soil."

Yan Zhao song raised his hand and looked at his palm: "We can't be led by the other side, and we must be anti-customer."