History’s Strongest Senior Brother

(ps: Today's seventh, total plus 80/80, for the "continuous bathing" alliance plus 5/5, as I said before, try to fight to the last moment.

For a full stop in May, thank you all! )

Compared with Xin Dongping, Yuan Tian’s mind is not really strong.

But at this moment, the threat of death makes his desire for life to the extreme.

The situation of Wu Sheng, a world of vertical and horizontal, is destined to be as long as he does not take the initiative to step on the gates of the holy land level Zongmen, few people can get him.

But now, for the first time, Yuan Tian’s life has set foot on the gate of the sacred gate of the holy land, and it is likely to become his bones!

At this moment, Yuan Tian clearly felt the threat of death.

The situation forced him to make a choice.

Demon, regain hope of life, or die in Guangcheng Mountain!

Yuan Tian chose the former.

The same person as him, and Xin Dongping.

At the moment, Xin Dongping, who was extremely calm, even vaguely had a feeling of returning home, and quietly ushered in this moment.

Yan Zhao’s voice is low: “Hey, Master Bo is falling.”

Yan Di's eyes shot cold, holding the right hand of the knives and dragons, and the five fingers suddenly tightened.

Yuan Tian and Xin Dongping heard that there was no joy on their faces, but they were more vigilant.

Xin Dongping stared at Yan Zhaoge and slowly shook his head: "It doesn't make much sense to say this now, but the biggest mistake of the old man is not to look down on you, Yan Di, but not to solve you in advance."

Yan Zhao’s eyes are cold and chilling with Xin Dongping, and he said indifferently: “In my opinion, if you can determine early that you are the Lord of the Great. It will kill you long ago.”

Xin Dongping sighed: "It's not helpful."

He stared at Yan Zhaoge: "I am afraid that it will not work today. The old man is too wounded. The demon can only recover the injury and there is no further possibility."

"The old man always hopes to get the trick of borrowing the devil. It has successfully entered the holy world, but it has always been a little worse. Otherwise, if you can be accommodating today, the old man should try it and see if he can make up for the mistakes."

There is a long bow in the Yanzhao singer, in addition to three black arrows, flashing a touch of golden light.

"Old hairy, quiet to die." Yan Zhaoge said coldly.

Said while. Yan Zhaoge has raised the kang bow in his hand.

This Chinese spirit soldier, his current cultivation can not fully stimulate the power.

But it is enough.

Yan Zhaoge put two black arrows on the bowstring at the same time, and then pulled the bow away, like a full moon.

The bowstring was deeply caught in the flesh and blood of his fingers. The orientation of the two clusters of arrows was aimed at the empty space around Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian.

In this world, shooting is also a kind of martial art, the way of bow and arrow. Just like the gun, sword and knife, it is unique.

It’s just that this is harder to practice and I want to make a difference. Far more difficult than other martial arts, but also more talent.

The archery of Yan Zhaoge’s archery has only recently begun to practice.

but. On this occasion today, he wants to shoot hard.

Taiqing is in full swing. Formed a strong force of imprisonment, and Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian are still stuck in the same place.

Yan Di’s knife is even more fierce. Let the two can only resist, and no longer have to be distracted.

Although they are demon, they were too hurt before, and at this moment they could not compete with Yan Zhao Ge Yan Yan and his father.

But after the demon, Xin Dongping’s look was calmer. Looking at Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di’s father and son, he said faintly: “This time, the old man made his own mistakes.”

"On the one hand, you didn't get rid of Yan Zhao song as soon as possible. On the one hand, you underestimated your father Yan Di."

"Don't die here today, next time, let's win again."

Xin Dongping looked at Yan Zhaoge: "Young people, you seem to be familiar with the Nine Monsters?"

"You have been interrogating the process of Liu Shidi. The old man has heard that you have asserted that his cultivation is a realm. Even if you are demon, you can't achieve the true reborn."

"If you understand this, then you should know that the old man's cultivation is a chance, although he has not entered the holy world."

Xin Dongping turned to look at Yuan Tian's eyes: "And the devil, you can certainly achieve the true reborn."

Yan Zhao Song pointed to both of them, his eyes cold.

Xin Dongping sighed with sigh: "It is Wu Sheng, and there are limits on the number of lives. When the deadline comes, no one can escape."

"The immortal life that countless people can't hope for. In the old man's case, I didn't feel much urgent in the past. The lifelong aspirations of the old man are not the same as that of Master Wang and Liu Shidi."

"It’s not a big deal to live a life."

Xin Dongping said: "However, today I realized that there are some advantages. The old man has regrets. He still doesn't want to die so early. If he can be born again from Jiuyou, when he and Yuan Zhengfeng, fight with your father and son."

Yan Zhaoge didn't bother to listen to Xin Dongping's speech. At this moment, in addition to controlling the Taiqing squad, he smothered Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian in the same place, and his attention was concentrated on the bow and arrow in his hand.

After Yan Zhaoge spurred the Taiqing squad, and Yan Di’s sword, the two finally could not support it.

Xin Dongping's body was completely crushed by Taiqing Dazheng!

Yuan Tian was beheaded by Yan Di!

Although the two died, they have a black and mellow, scattered in the void, not in the air of the eight great world, but as if they want to cross the boundaries of the barriers, to the unnamed, inexpressible place.

Black qi is not forceful, it is Yan Di's hegemony, and Yan Zhaoge's power to spur the Taiqing squad can't be touched.

Both sides seem to be in different worlds.

The shadow of Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian emerged in the black air. The former was calm and the latter was resentful.

Xin Dongping spoke up and said no sound, but it can be roughly distinguished from the mouth shape. The content is, there will be a period.

Yan Di looked at this scene, her brows were close and her face was angry.

"Xin Dongping, you are extraordinary, Yuan Tian is holy, you two are completely demon, can you be born again in Jiuyou, there is some hope, I know."

Yan Zhaoge finally shifted his gaze from the bow in his hand to Xin Dongping.

His expression at the moment is as cold and gloomy as the sky, but a pair of eyes, but it seems to burn a big fire.

"But you don't know what you are facing."

Yan Zhaoge has one word and one word, and the mouth is very clear: "Bow, the name is Cangchi, the middle class is a piece of spirit, it is not important, you can not care."

"Arrow, the name is broken."

Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian are stunned.

After Yan Zhao’s song was finished, he released his finger.

The golden light flashed and the black arrow suddenly disappeared!

At the last moment, on the cochlear string.

The next moment, hit the black gas, hit the chest of Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian!

Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian bowed their heads and watched as they opened a small hole in their chest.

Then the small hole continues to expand around and become a big hole.

The big hole continues to expand.

The two bodies have hollow bodies of gravity, and the voids continue to expand outwards, empty and empty.

The area of ​​the hole is getting bigger and bigger, and the bodies of the two are gradually disappearing, as if they were swallowed by the hollow inside.

At the end of the day, the figure was completely shattered and turned into nothing.

Even the black gas that enveloped them seemed to be purified.

"You!" Xin Dongping looked at Yan Zhao song incredibly.

Yan Zhaoge and his eyes, indifferently said: "Do you want to live forever?"

"I will send you to sleep forever." (To be continued.)