History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The giant who flashed in the light of that week, slammed the heart of the gods. £∝

The whole person, as if the big day was transformed into a human form, shines brightly.

But the blade of the comer is faster! More fierce! More overbearing!

A knife is thrown out, the storm is ruined, and there is no day!

The two sides collided, and the sky was full of broken streams, which made it impossible for people to look straight.

Yan Zhaoge strengthens his vision with ice and fire. At this time, he feels a little tingling and can't see the actual result of the battle.

But soon, there was a huge sound between the heavens and the earth, as if a person was receding and his feet were heavy on the ground.

It can be clearly felt that the surrounding air is not so hot.

The flashing light faded a little, and when I saw it, it was the giant that Pan Botai had made, and it was backed by the impact!

Pan Botai said coldly: "I don't know the children who are thick and thick, there are no tigers in the mountains, but it makes you crazy!"

As he spoke, the golden giant suddenly raised his right hand and palmed to heaven.

Then, as the giant slaps in the palm of his hand, from his palm, he releases a lot of light.

The skinny old man next to Yan Zhao’s song blurted out: “Bright light!”

After listening to this statement, Yan Zhao’s heart was slightly moved.

Da Ri Sheng Zong, the first of the seven laws of the Great Day!

Bright and beautiful, the world is white!

This method is a palm-style, independent one stroke, it is a martial art school.

There are no other moves, no technical changes, just a piece of it, independent.

However, this palm is the first of the seven laws of the Great Day of the Sacred Buddhism. It is above the top of the heavens, the dark moon, the dawning sword, and so on!

Pan Botai’s palm is out, and in the eyes of some people, there is only one white.

In addition to light, there is nothing else.

But in the world of light, Yan Zhaoge did not realize the feeling of warmth.

The world is not as hot as it used to be, but it is even more heart-rending.

The light is endless, the vastness is vast, and I can't feel the fierce killing like the West Inclined Burning Knife.

But it is full of unstoppable, unrivalled power.

As if the mountain was pressed by the mountain, it was easy to crush the dust of the other side.

But when this innumerable light shines on the heavens and the earth, when there is a glory, there is a sudden disharmony.

I saw a bright, white world, and there was a black line.

The black line can't see the end of the two ends, and it extends infinitely. It is so sloppy in the white world that it looks extremely eye-catching.

Yan Zhao song has a feeling, just like the world in front, like a piece of white paper.

The existence of this black line is not the line drawn on white paper.

It is white paper, which is torn from it!

Then barely put together, so make the world like white paper, how to see how awkward now!

The talent is bright and bright, and the earth and the earth, crushing all the terrible powers of the artistic conception, and thus disappeared!

With the existence of the black line, the sky and the sky are empty, as if they are all twisted.

Just like a torn white paper, along the crack, it is divided into two halves, moving up and down, and dislocated.

In the next moment, the light was exhausted, and everyone else could finally see other scenes.

But the heavens and the earth still give people a feeling of twisting and interlacing, and there is still a trace in the void.

A horrible knife mark!

The giants that Pan Botai had turned into, sullenly retracted his palm.

At the palm of your hand, a ruptured wound looks shocking, as if to divide his entire palm into two halves.

The weather between the heavens and the earth is changing. From the sky, the real sun falls, as if it is paved.

A person appears on it, and the movement is not ill.

But one step, it has come to Shi Tie's body, facing Pan Botai.

He turned his head and said: "Master, it’s hard."

Shuguang Jun stood in the distance, blood flowing out of his mouth, staring at the coming: "... Yan Di!"

I saw that the appearance of the five senses is similar to that of Yan Zhaoge.

His appearance looks like it is only in his early thirties, just a little bit of star cream on the two.

The appearance of Ying Wei and handsome, a breath of arrogance, the whole person seems to be a knife.

It is the first elder of the Guangcheng Mountain Chuangong Temple, which is praised under the universal sky and the invincible Yan Di in the same realm!

It’s only a matter of smashing the ground and frustrating Pan Botai’s overbearing knives.

Not only is it invincible with the realm, but it is the face of the extraordinary day of the great sage of the sacred sect of the old sage, Pan Botai, Yan Di can still get the upper hand!

When I heard Yan Di’s words, Shi Tie’s face showed a hint of faint smile: “No problem.”

On the ground, Yan Zhao sings and laughs: "I am bothering you and Master Bo."

"Home!" Ahu knees on the knees, and other nearby Guangfu Shanwu people also bowed to Yan Di: "See Yan Elder!"

Yan Di’s hand volleyed and Ahu and others were lifted by him.

He waved his hand to Yan Zhao's song: "Between father and son, why bother to talk?"

"This time you take the initiative to take risks and take risks. It is true to give me a long face."

"As for saying that you killed Xiao Sheng, Pan Botai came to take revenge. I have to take it for you."

"I am supposed to do it for you, but let the masters put the tank on for us, then it makes no sense."

Yan Zhao song dagger: "Nature is to thank Master Bo."

"Yan Di..." Jinguang shines, in the eyebrows of the giant, gradually showing an old man figure, his face is blue.

His brow was locked, and at this moment his eyes could not even see Yan and Zhao songs, and his attention was completely on Yan Di.

The other party can break through the blockade of the big day Hengtian, come here, does that mean...

"Guangchengshan Shengbing did not show up, how did he do it? Yuan Zhengfeng single-handedly shot, can only protect himself, how to keep him out?"

Pan Botai’s heart rose in a bad feeling.

He suddenly raised his hand, and the giant also performed the same action, reaching out and grabbing the long knife suspended overhead.

The long knife, which was originally only four feet long, suddenly expanded and became larger, and instantly turned into a giant blade.

Above the blade, the sun pattern of one wheel lights up!

With a knife in hand, Pan Botai’s momentum suddenly rose again!

Between heaven and earth, it has become very hot again.

The golden giant is still standing on the ground, and on the top of his head, there are seven golden golden days again, and the arches surround!

The huge blade slammed down!

Since Yan Zhao’s eyes have seen the military’s exhibition, this unprecedented school has never been a powerful Western oblique burning knife!

Yan Di, who faced the blade, laughed and said: "The sunset is late, then it will fall completely!"

In the laughter, Yan Di waved with one hand and five fingers into the void.

He slashed his knife from the air, but saw the void as the flowing water fluctuated.

Then a long knife that flashed a faint purple light appeared in front of everyone.

Yan Di has a knife blade, and from the purple long knife, there is a deafening sound!

The whole sky, this moment seems to be roaring together!

In the face of Pan Botai's west oblique burning knife, Yan Di also smashed out.

Thousands of magical spells appear in the air, and become a lot of characters.

The layers of the symbolic layers are similarly transformed into a Temple of Heaven.

The purple light of the Temple of Heaven is clearly defined as a long knife in the void.

It’s amazing, and it’s in harmony with Yan Di’s long knife.

A knife is everywhere, and the world is like a smashing dislocation!

It's like a picture scroll, a neat break from the center!

Overbearing, like the sun's falling ground, the westward oblique burning knife.

In front of this more arrogant knife, it is as fragile as paper!

Among the golden light that was destroyed in the sky, the giants that Pan Botai had incarnate, screamed and screamed, and then retreated!

It’s like a coveted year, the sunset that falls all the way!