History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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When Yan Zhaoge appeared, the two old men in the field had already discovered his existence, but they were restrained by each other and were indifferent.

Waiting for Yan Zhaoge to kick the man out, the old man on the right finally couldn’t hold it: "Yan Zhao Ge!"

"What is your status in Guangcheng Mountain? That is another matter. You are still dare to be so arrogant in your ancestral home. Do you really think that there is no family law to cure you?"

Yan Zhaoge calmly looked at the old man: "Yan Wendao, you feel that at the moment when Guangshan Mountain and I are at the most critical moment, what kind of attitude do I have for you who are confused and who are trying to misbehave?"

Four uncles Yan Wendao heard Yan Zhao’s song calling his name, even more furious: "Good boy!"

After all, he is a great master of the realm of Yuanling. This is anger, and there is really a landslide.

Rolling through the real yuan, the road Guanghua seems to be turned into a dragon, wrapped around him.

One step at a time, it was in front of Yan Zhao’s song, and a palm shot down to Yan Zhao.

Aside, the same force emerged, and the three uncles, Yan Wen, who had confronted him before, came to Yanzhao’s song and lifted it up, and it was also the dragon.

Two Yanjiasu old, Yuanling realm masters are hard to handle!

Although both of them care about being in their ancestral homes and dare not let the power go completely, they seem to be unremarkable and there is nothing wrong with it.

However, some people in the place felt that there was a strong light in front of them, and they were white.

There was a deafening roar in the ear, and no other sound could be heard.

There is a repair of the lower Yan Jiawu, the body is directly uncontrolled soft.

Yan Wendao glared at Yan Wenzhen: "Just rushed to his grandson. Dare to talk to the old man, the old man will move the family law today, Yan Di did not care for him!"

Yan Wenzhen looks calm: "The fourth child. I am also interested in which side of the people you are standing behind."

"Da Ri Sheng Zong? Guang Cheng Shan Fang elders? Lei Tian Zhao Zhou Yan Jia and Tian Lei Temple? Or ... the absolute?"

The two old men are right again. The two men lit up a light pattern on their foreheads.

The light lines floated in the air and instantly expanded, and the entire Yan family's ancestral homes also shook together.

The white light of the road is like a dragon, roaring, rising and falling.

A huge spiritual array covering the entire Yan family's ancestral home, instantly formed.

It’s just the operation of the spirits. It seems that the stagnation is unstable and seems to tear at the same time in half.

Yan Wendao and Yan Wenzhen are both old and despise each other.

As the elders of the two sects of the Yan family, the two masters jointly mastered the guardianship of the Yan family's ancestral homes. At this moment, the battle happened to be between each other, and the big squad could not be used for a time. focus.

Yan Wendao saw that he couldn’t help Yan Wenzhen for a moment, and suddenly his body shape flashed again, and he continued to scream toward Yanzhao song!

He is similar to Yan Wen’s real power, one wants to kill. One wants to protect people, the former undoubtedly takes the initiative and advantage.

"Kid, you have to pay for your mania!" Yan Wendao shouted coldly.

Yan Zhao song quietly looked at Yan Wendao. Suddenly smiled: "Yan Wendao, you seem to have made a mistake."

Said, Yan Zhao song gently clicked on his forehead, there, there is also a flashing variegated appearance!

"Only at this time and here, if I say family law, I am the family law."

As the Yan Zhao song's forehead was lit up on the forehead, the ancestral guardian squad suddenly stunned.

The next moment, Yan Wendao and Yan Wenzhen found their shining flashes on their foreheads. It was faintly dissipated.

Yan Wen really does not matter, Yan Wendao a heart suddenly sinks.

Owner Yan Di. It is the true master of the Guardian House of the Yan family!

Yan Zhao song, clearly with the help of Yan Di. It also has the authority to master the guardianship of the Yan family.

And this young man, the accomplishments in the formation of the law, far more than these old guys, more than these Yuan Ling master!

Yan Zhao song chuckled, his hands extended forward, his palms down, his fingers open, and then he slammed down.

The ancestral homes suddenly reacted. In the courtyard where everyone was in, they were instantly filled with white brilliance, and a strip of light dragons rushed out of them, all rushing to Yanwendao!

Yan Wendao is helpless and can only resist.

However, Yan Wenzhen behind him has already screamed, and his palms flew and quickly attacked.

In the face of the ancestral squad and Yan Wen really pinch, Yan Wendao suddenly left and right, can not support.

He suddenly discovered one thing. Under the control of Yan Zhaoge, the Yan family's ancestral home guards the big array, and they even exerted their full strength, which is in no way inferior to the manipulation of these great masters.

The power of the big battle is stronger than his Yan Wendao. Without the help of Yan Wen, he is also difficult to resist. At most, he struggles for a while.

Yan Zhao song said faintly: "The traps lead me, so the ambush should also appear at this time? Otherwise the bait will be consumed."

The voice has not fallen, and several black shadows have already rushed out of the crowd and pounced on Yan Zhaoge together.

"It turned out to be a person from the ruins." Yan Zhao's songs did not change, and the hands that stretched forward, the palms were opposite, suddenly combined.

With the high-end of Yan Zhaoge, the Yan family's ancestral powers surged, and the light dragons merged to form a huge dragon head, overlooking the Quartet.

The dragon opened his mouth and suddenly made a terrible shout. The shocked attackers all had unstable feet and their bodies floated, as if they were drunk and should be planted.

The Yanzhao singer waved, and a stone short stick flew out and turned into a huge shrine column to suppress the enemy.

The tiger next to him screamed and rushed out, and the tiger entered the flock and killed the enemy.

Someone attacked from behind, and the crane wings of Yan Zhao’s songs exploded, such as the rain-like feathers, sweeping in all directions.

The people who were suppressed by the Yan family's ancestral guards were all Yanwen Dao, and the seven uncles and Yan He, who were like Yan Zhaoge, were not affected.

Although seeing Yan Zhao song at this moment, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves and generally calms the civil strife, so some of the Yanjia warriors also have some tastes.

However, they were also clearly identified by Yan Zhao’s singer and enemies, and they were touched by the thunderous means of slashing and smashing.

Other forces will do nothing, and everyone in the straits will be degraded. Everyone is only based on the same people, and they are not sympathetic to those who want to attack Yan Zhaoge.

A chaotic situation, on the Yanzhao singer, must be quickly settled.

However, the mood of everyone in the room can't be relaxed. This is, after all, a family chaos, not a glorious thing.

After Yan He killed an opponent, he retired to Yan Zhaoge and whispered, "There are only those who have been involved in the martial arts. What do you do with Sibo?"

"Let's look down and take it up and say it." Yan Zhao song turned his head and looked at Yan Wendao.

As soon as the line of sight turned, Yan Zhao song suddenly felt a chill to cover himself!

The corner of his eye, see Yan Hezheng sneer at himself, opening a strange box in his hand, from which there was a burst of cold.

A cold volume, Yan Zhaoge tingling in the right eye, purple lightning flashing, but it seems to be temporarily paralyzed, tending to be static for a moment.

"Yan Zhao song, if you say family law, you can not deserve to talk about it." Yan He sneered, the sword in his hand fiercely stabbed Yan Zhao.

A tiger is far away, too late to arrive, was suffocated by the cold, Yan Zhao song even Jin Fu curse can not be motivated, seeing it will die under the Yan Hejian.

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "At this time, the existing people, I am the law."

After all, Yanzhao singer slammed his head and slammed it toward Yan He’s head! (To be continued.)