History’s Strongest Senior Brother

When I heard the other person's words, Yan Zhao couldn't help but look up at the halfway up the mountain of Yunzhao Mountain, and there was still a glimmer of smoke.

It is the location where the Yinyang Yunquan eye is located, and the lonely Yin is the land of the solitary yang.

Lingtian, which was rented by the Red Rainbow to cultivate the grass, is there.

Then he said from a hurry: "The four emperors and the Jing girl are on the mountain. The people in the Cangwu Mountain burned the Lingtian of the Chihong School. The four emperors couldn’t hold back and they started to move."

Yan Zhao songs support the amount, not like Zhao Yuan, Zhao Wei and others, Zhao Ming's temper is a type that is more violent and impulsive.

The other party burned the Lingtian of Jingyunzhi's family. Zhao Ming was naturally furious, and he was actually in the territory of Cangwu Mountain at the moment.

"Why do the people of Cangwu Mountain want to burn the Lingtian of the Red Rainbow School?" Yan Zhaoge asked simply.

After a little hesitation, he replied truthfully: "Yun Zhao led a small and medium-sized iron-clad person who invaded the land of a nearby manor."

"The owner of the manor did not, the two sides clashed, the son of the owner of the manor in the conflict, the person who injured the Iron Yuan, the other side broke the manor, to kill and vent their anger."

“The girl who passed through the manor was once there, and the owner of the manor was old-fashioned. After knowing, she rushed to save the person.”

"As a result, the head of the Iron Elementary School was familiar with a disciple of Cangwu Mountain here. It moved to the rescue army and sent a red letter to the people."

"The four emperors and the Jing girl are not willing to pay, and it is convenient for a fire to burn Ling Tian."

Yan Zhaoge slightly raised his head: "Deliberately?"

Then I was shocked: "Yan Gongzi, the four emperors are not interested in the enemy of the mountains, just... just..."

"I don't mean Zhao Ming." Yan Zhao song waved his hand and turned to look at Ahu: "Go and say to Fu Shibo."

Ahu scratched his head: "The son, Cangwu Mountain has three high-rises here, and several great masters..."

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "This is not the case. At present, it is not enough to disturb Fu Shibo's level. Cangwu Mountain is definitely the first person to deal with."

"I want you to inform Fu Shibo, in order to let Fu Shibo understand the situation, there is a preparation, I really want to alarm them at this level of big people to deal with, we are not afraid."

"I am rushing over now, so that in the unlikely event that the other party has a master, Zhao Ming will suffer from the loss."

After all, Yan Zhaoge walked and walked to the mountain.

Feng Yunqi and Si Kongqing stood in Taniguchi. They were discussing the martial arts moves taught by Fu Enshu. When they met Yan Zhaoge, they could not help but curiously ask: "Where is this going?"

Yan Zhao song pointed to the black smoke on the mountainside: "There are people who have the same door on the mountain and Cangshan Mountain, we have a look."

Feng Yunqi and Si Kongqing looked at each other and nodded, followed by Yan Zhao’s song.

On the mountain road, there are also Cangwu Mountain Warriors appearing to block: "There are changes in the mountains, come to stop!"

Yan Zhao song said faintly: "I will stop, your home's giant spirit stone will suffer."

The other party glimpsed: "The veins are under the mountain..."

Yan Zhao song keeps pace and instantly crosses each other: "Responsibility can't afford it."

The Cangwu Mountain Warrior wanted to block, but felt a strong wind hitting him, and directly pressed his words back into his chest, unable to open his mouth, and his body shape continued to recede.

Feng Yunqi and Si Kongqing did not say a word, followed by Yan Zhao’s song and rushed up the mountain.

Near the fire in the middle of the mountain, Yan Zhao songs swept his eyes and saw the smoke in the smoke. Some people were fighting.

One of them is Zhao Ming. His opponent is a middle-aged man. The middle-aged master of the foreigner is not a martial art of the Cangwu Mountain. He wants to be the head of the Iron Element.

The middle-aged man was suppressed by Zhao Ming, but there were many people on the side who helped him to besiege Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming’s wide-ranging martial arts is far deeper than his opponents. Even if he is besieged, he can easily protect a little boy.

It was just that Zhao Ming was so entangled that he couldn’t get away. He looked anxious and looked aside.

There, there was a woman who was fighting with a disciple of the Cangshan Mountain.

The woman is the same door of Yan Zhaoge, Si Kongqing, etc., Zhao Ming’s lover, Jing Yunzhi.

Both of them are in the middle of the sergeant's mid-masters. One is to display the Guangshan Mountain Buddhism, and the other is to display the Cangwu Mountain Budo. The result is that Jingyunzhi is suppressed in the downwind.

It seems that there is a feeling of danger.

Yan Zhaoge carefully distinguished it. He remembered the information and information he had seen in the Zongmen. He knew that the other party was named Hou Xiang, but he was the genius of the newly rising Cangwu Mountain in recent years.

Near the fire in the hands of the crowd, several bodies have been traversed, and they are dressed in clothing, all of whom are Zhao Ming and Jing Yunzhi.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at it and said directly: "Sikong Shimei helps Jingshimei, and Fengshimei helps Zhao Shidi."

Feng Yunyi touched the handle and waited for her to ask for an exit. Yan Zhao’s song waved directly: “The murderer, paying for his life.”

After all, Yan Zhaoge waved his own sleeves, rolled up a strong wind, blowing away the smoke in front of the fire, and first extinguished the fire.

On the other side, Si Kongqing did not say a word, the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed, directly replacing Jing Yunzhi, and the battle with the Cangwu Mountain disciple Hou Xiang!

Feng Yunqi is even more polite, a knife out, the wind and cloud, the violent knife, directly forced the people who besieged Zhao Ming back.

Zhao Ming shouted, the sword in his hand unfolded, and the sword shadow floated. If the seven stars were in the air, the middle-aged man who concentrated on dealing with the outside world would attack the other side.

The Cangwu Mountain disciple Hou Xiang was furious: "The people of Guangcheng Mountain dare to be so arrogant on this site?"

Yan Zhao song dispels the fire and does not return. He said in an understatement: "The people who died here are all killed by knife wounds. You are bare-handed, obviously not a murderer, so rest assured, you don't have to pay for it."

Hou Xiang’s chest was boring, and then he watched Yan Zhao’s song sneer: “Today I am really long-sighted, I have never seen someone who asks for help, so arrogant!”

"I know who you are and what you are doing in our mountains."

"But you seem to be a little awake, let me know, now you are in the mountains and ask for my mountains!"

"The Taiyin crown has been in the hands of the Dashen sect. The Dalai sect of the Great Day is not going out. The two sacred soldiers alone are not alone in the Guangshang Mountain!"

Hou Xiang is not very old, and it seems that he is still less than 20 years old. It is quite rare to cultivate the realm of the in-house guru.

What is even more rare is that I have a good hand and I have played against Sikong Qing. I have not lost the wind for a time.

He sneered and looked at Yan Zhao's song: "You come to my Cangwu Mountain, and when you say it, you come to seek help, and you want this door to withstand the pressure of the Great Day."

"Before the East Tang Dynasty, if it wasn't for the side-by-side watch, but to help the big day, you will not know the winners and losers even if you are united with Bihai City."

"Now it is the same, Bihai City has no Taiyin crown, and is also restrained by Tianlei Hall."

"This door will help you to ride the mountain. You don't have to be afraid of the Great Day. If the door is to help the Great Sun, you will be finished immediately!"

Hou Xiang’s double palm was wrong, and the sword slanted against Sikong’s sword, and he shouted: “There is a bright spot for the recruiter. Ask someone to look for someone. This is not the place where you can scatter wild!”