History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The view of the big sea is wide, but it is hard to live with Yan Zhaoge.

The black water around the body stretches out, surrounds the outside, forms a barrier, separates the seawater, and carries Yan Zhaoge and Ahu to walk in the sea.

Yan Zhaoge looks around the sea: "Sikong Shimei should still be in the vicinity."

Ahu’s spiritual sense locked the Ouyangqi, and his smile on his face was awkward: "The son, since I have determined that this kid has a problem, simply take him down."

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "I don't know if he has anything to do with painting the old man of Sanmo. Dan Qingdao, where the old man lives, I remember being at the junction of the North Sea and the East Sea."

Although the old man of the painting of Sanmo did not open the mountain, but there are also disciples under the knees, just like the old man of the ink, he lived in a simple, very low-key.

The old man has always had no contention with the world and lives overseas.

But if you think that this old man is a good temper, then it is a big mistake.

The old ink of the ink is famous in the world, but it is also called "blood painting" with its "ink painting"!

The murder is like a painting, and the opponent killed by the old man of the ink, whose blood is touched by the old man of the ink, will be turned into a blood-stained ink, with the heaven and the earth as the canvas, the blood as the painting, leaving the mark in nature, and not standing for a long time.

Thinking of the power of the old man, Ahu shrinks his neck.

Although his son is standing behind Guangzhan Mountain, he does not say that the teacher’s door is now confronting the Dasheng Shengzong. Even if he can make a hand, he is now on the ground of the old man, annoying the old man, and the loss is fixed. There is no place to be told when you are killed.

If it is the woman who is fighting with the Secretary, then it will be started. Si Kongqing is also a disciple of Guangcheng Mountain. Even if the opponent is under the door of the old man, Guangcheng Mountain will defend his disciples.

However, this Ouyangqi, although it looks strange, but there is no hostility to the Guangfu Mountain.

In this case, if the other party is under the old man's door, Yan Zhaoge takes the initiative to catch the person, and it seems that there is nothing to look for, as if to provoke the old man.

Provoking a Wu Sheng, this is not a small thing in the current eight great world.

Even if the old man did not react, let Yan Zhaoge return to the waters safely and return to the mainland. There is a wide shelter in the mountains, so that the old man can do nothing, and it will push the old man to the side of the Great Day.

Da Ri Sheng Zong estimated that he must wake up when he dreams.

Thinking of this, Ahu couldn't help but have some toothache, and had to give up the idea of ​​taking Ouyangqi directly.

Who knows, after Yan Zhao’s indulgence, he said, “Well, Ah Hu, go and catch him.”

A tiger stunned: "The son, if this is the case..."

Yan Zhao song sat on the back of Panpan with his hands on his knees. He pressed his hands on his knees and nodded. "Let's do it, no problem."

Ahu heard the words, no longer said anything, jumped up and rushed out of the sea, and then seemed to be a tiger, piercing the wings, across the sky, and rushing toward the distant Ouyang Qi.

Yanzhao singer elbows on his knees, palms holding his chin, his eyes have no focus for a while, and many questions are considered in his mind.

However, for a moment, Ahu has already returned with Ouyang Qi.

"The son, this kid is good at strength, and the same level is cultivated as the next, not to mention oysters, if you want to win him, you have to spend some hands and feet."

Ahu sighed and said: "I feel that the strength of the same realm is not as good as that of the Sima girl, and the distance is very limited."

Yan Zhao song nodded and looked at Ouyang Qi who was brought to himself and said, "Hello, we met again."

Ouyang Qi snorted: "But I don't know where I am offended by the high mountain, can I be treated like a son?"

Although the speech is still polite, the doubts and ridicule in the tone are obvious.

The warriors who walked overseas have never had a good impression on the six holy places, and the fear is also lower.

Yan Zhaoge calmly smiled: "At the moment, you seem to have no actual behavior to offend the door and offend me."

"However, some questions, I want to ask."

"The first question, is you a painting of a sacred person?" Yan Zhaoge asked without hesitation.

Ouyang Qi heard the words, his eyes flashed slightly, but he did not answer.

On the other hand, Ahu’s face was slightly bitter and bitter. He sent a voice to Yan Zhao’s song: “The son, the martial arts he just showed, seems to be a light rainbow sword.”

Light Hongjian, the martial arts that appeared after the great destruction, Jin Hongjian took part in the ruins of the martial arts before the great destruction, and merged with the true meaning of his own martial arts.

It has also been famous for a while in history. It is one of the top martial arts schools that emerged after the great destruction of the Eight Great World.

But it was lost for a long time.

The painting of the old man of Sanmo did not show this martial art.

However, one of the disciples familiar with the old man of the world, "cross-sea Changhong" Tan Xing has become famous with this kendo.

So the world knows that this kendo, which has been lost for a long time, has never been seen, and he has seen the sky in the hands of the old man.

Ouyang Qi will display this martial art, which undoubtedly shows his identity.

In the eyes of Ahu, the worst situation has emerged. Ouyang Qi is the passer-by of the old man.

Yan Zhaoge heard the words, but he laughed instead. He looked up and down Ouyang Qi: "Light rainbow sword, it turned out to be a sacred person. I don't know what to call ‘cross-sea Changhong’?”

After a moment of silence, Ouyang Qi finally said: "That is my master."

Yan Zhao song nodded: "Tan's predecessor's name, I am also long-awaited."

Ouyang Qi silently, watching Yan Zhao song.

Yan Zhao song faintly asked: "The second question, my door, where is it now?"

Ouyang Qi replied: "How can I know."

A tiger widened his eyes and looked at Ouyang Qi, who was somewhat short-lived and short-lived.

Can it be said that this person's light rainbow sword is stealing? Or have you turned over and sneaked out? Has been expelled from the door wall by the elders of the division?

Yan Zhaoge said nothing but: "Of course you know, maybe it may just be forgotten for a while, it doesn't matter, we can go to Qingdao, where I believe you can easily recall."

Ahu didn’t only have a big eye, but his mouth opened unconsciously, and he was stunned for a while.

My own son, took the disciples of others, but also prepared to take the initiative to go to the door of the family?

But what makes Ahu even more awkward is that Ouyang Qi’s face has become a bit gloomy. After half a sigh, he replied: “Your door is about seven hundred miles west. I don’t know the exact location.”

Yan Zhaoge nodded with satisfaction: "It is enough, you see how good this is."

After all, I took a shot and panned, and the group turned to the west.

A tiger’s gaze turned around between Yan Zhaoge and Ouyang Qi, and quietly asked: “The son?”

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "As long as you don't kill him, it's okay. In comparison, he doesn't want the elders to know about it."

Looking away from the distance, Yan Zhaoge whispered: "When I see the Sergeant, I can determine more things." (To be continued.)