History’s Strongest Senior Brother

One of the supreme, was killed on the spot!

Such a scene is undoubtedly shocking and earth-shattering.

Even more shocking, the person who kills the supreme of the other party is not a higher-level powerhouse, but a realm of the same supreme Wusheng.

But in the white-shirt boy, all this is understated.

Xiangyang Supreme Yuhua, did not go forward to help the man in the green robe.

Instead, he recognized the white shirt boy's first time, turned and left!

Lian Yan Zhao Ge, Fu Ting and Sun Yin, no longer care.

However, although Yanhua immediately smashed away, the white-shirt boy did not let him go, and a sword was thrown out, and the white Jianqi immediately chased after him.

Yan Hua hates the channel: "Dragon snow is lonely, you dare to come here, I will have a great emperor to marry you!"

The white jade crown, the young man like the dragon snow, said casually: "The great man from the outer road can't stop me."

A sword fell, the golden day was bleak, and the sun was thin.

Long Xue is taking a step forward and is a sword.

The sun is completely annihilated, and the void is turned into a dark.

In the tragic sound of Yan Hua, one arm was cut off.

At the break of his wound, the white sword was lingering, and the injury was not controlled, and it continued to spread.

The white sword gas rises along the wound, causing more flesh and blood to be destroyed at the broken arm of the Shuhua, further threatening himself.

Long Xue’s long sword in his hand, raised for the third time.

Seeing that Yuhua had only closed eyes and other dead children, the golden flowers suddenly appeared in the void, forming a sea of ​​flowers.

Jinhua blocked the white sword, and the dragon snow was silent, slightly frowning.

Yan Hua is ecstatic.

Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting, both felt in the heart, felt the extremely powerful will, and fell on this side of the void.

More powerful than Yuhua.

That is the powerful who has already pushed the power of Xianmen!

Crossing the gap between the people and the immortals, it has become the body of the immortal, but it has been revived and the world has fallen.

"You are not slow." Long Xue was silent, although a bit strange, but not confused.

The corner of his eyes swept over Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting, shaking his head slightly, and his body suddenly flashed red light. People had disappeared in the void in front of them, as if they had never appeared before.

The dragon snow disappeared, and the golden flower disappeared.

"After chasing the man named Long Xueerin?" Yan Zhao’s heart sinks.

He felt that Long Xue had swept himself and Fu Ting before he left, and the emotions in his eyes were somewhat regrettable.

Contact Long Xue and know yourself and Fu Ting. Yan Zhaoge feels that if the Emperor Xianting is not present, Long Xue may have something to say to himself.

Although it is extremely savvy, it has no malicious appearance on itself.

Fang Cailong Xue Lian left, not afraid of the Xianting Emperor, but wants to change places to fight, so as not to affect Yan Zhaoge and others.

While thinking about Yan Zhao's songs, he did not continue to stay in the same place, but instead recruited Fu Ting to leave.

But in front of you, the golden daylight lights up again.

Yan Hua's face is not good, cold eyes watching Yan Zhaoge two: "I just want to leave, I want to think about things simple?"

Yan Zhaoge looked at the wound at the broken arm of Yanhua with some funny smiles: "The wound caused by the sword of the immortal sword can not be cured. No one will help you. You must be disabled for the rest of your life."

"You are not looking for a place to heal now, do you want to do it with us?"

Yan Hua said coldly: "If you want to give birth to your two people, I am afraid it is really difficult to do it, but it is necessary to kill you."

He looked at his wounds, but he didn't have much resentment in his eyes. He was more embarrassed: "Is it in your foreign warriors, should Long Xue Silence be one of the top masters of the Supreme Wu Sheng?"

"I am not his opponent, but someone can pack him."

Yan Hua turned to look at Yan Zhaoge two people: "Just like Shang Jun, Yang Chong is not your opponent, but I can kill you."

Say this, Yan Hua fists in one hand, directly to Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting!

He started, and the other side of the broken arm, the white sword suddenly bursts again!

The wound has almost spread to the shoulders.

Yanhua's face is paler, but his face is cold and unmovable: "You have no use for sun printing. You are genius, you don't go to Xianqiao, and the sun is also a pearl, it doesn't show enough power."

His style of martial arts, deterrence, and destruction of the earth, instantly reached the top of Yan Zhao's song.

Yan Zhao Ge haha ​​smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry."

"If it is the Supreme Wu Sheng that is not inherited, you will practice the Shuyang Zhenjing."

Yan Zhao’s smile has become cold: “So, don’t just stare at the sun, Yan has a better baby waiting for you.”

In the sound of the dragon, a palace suddenly appeared.

The gates of the palace are opened, and in the dark void of the temple, there are illuminating illuminates, which are difficult to name.

In the glory, it is a huge iron wheel.

There are twelve holes in the iron wheel that rotate slowly with the iron wheel.

This thing only exists there, at its own pace, quietly running, not interfering with everything around it, nor being shaken by other things.

However, the fist of the Xiangyang Supreme Yuhua touched, and the iron wheel suddenly shook!

Yan Hua was stunned first, but felt the power of the iron wheel, and suddenly his face changed dramatically!

He was furious: "The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Yin Tianxia!"

The first and only one in the history of the Xiangyang Palace, the Emperor of Xiangyang, who opened the door to Xianmen, was degraded in the past because of Yin Tianxia.

The Emperor of Fuyang was one of the many opponents that Yin Tianxia came to in the Xianting realm in the last battle of his life.

Its special power conception, and the unique and majestic willingness of the treasure, are stimulating the big and bright wheel.

One of the main materials of the Great Nguyen Wheel is the body of Yin Tianxia.

To some extent, the last will is retained.

Usually, Yan Zhao’s song can’t be spurred by the big secluded wheel. This moment was inspired by the slogan, but it suddenly moved.

In the endless darkness, the radiance rises, and the hard life will block the sacred **** of the sacred god.

The powerful anti-shock force shook the body and shook the other side of the shoulder, and the wound broke further!

Yan Hua sings Yan Zhao song: "You are the descendant of Yin Tianxia!"

Yan Zhao sneered: "The one did not appear, you are not seriously injured, I figured out how to safely retreat, and now..."

He held up the sun in his hand, and he fell to the head of the Chinese!

"Now, what I am calculating is that you are supreme!"

Yan Hua angry: "Is it by you?!"

He wants to take back his palm.

But the big secluded wheel turned this moment.

The glory is scattered, and the boundless darkness sweeps.

Yan Hua can't take the move, and the fist is sucked by the power of the big and bright wheel!

The big secluded wheel has not yet been completed, and the power is far from the level of the sage.

However, under the severe injury of Yanhua, he was unable to break free.

Seeing the sun in the shadows, the singularity of the singer, the endless radiance of the whole body, quickly build a golden palace around the body.

Under the palace, the sun print temporarily injured him.

The two sides are in a stalemate.

But Yan Hua is a sigh!

The white sword in the wound continued to spread, and the flesh and blood of his entire shoulder had also collapsed, and the wounds continued to expand! (To be continued...)