History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1173. Chapter 1152 1151. The soil is one foot high, and the knife is one foot high!

The oval light ball, covering the vault, shrouded Yan Di, trying to envelop him.

Yan Di was expressionless and did not move.

But between the heaven and the earth, it seemed that an invisible blade had emerged out of thin air, directly splitting the dark light of the earth in front of you into two halves!

The earthy yellow light spread to both sides, revealing the figure of an old man.

It is the supreme earth, Wang Zhengcheng.

He sighed and said: “The old man sincerely hopes that the problem can be solved silently. I really don’t want to meet with the head of Yan like this. In the end, it hurt my family and my harmony.”

“What does Di Zhizun have, we will talk about it slowly later, if you don’t find Yanmou, Yanmou will also find you.” Yandi said coldly, “Now, Yanmou has no time to wrestle with you.”

Wang Zhengcheng shook his head slowly: “Some people have made mistakes. It is not only him who bears the responsibility, but also many people. In order to make up for his mistakes, I have to do some unkind actions. Head Yan, please forgive me.”

“You don’t need to let it.” Yan Di’s eyes shot coldly: “I will sweep you away.”

He stood his palm like a knife, raised his arm, and then stepped out in one step, and instantly he came to Wang Zhengcheng and slashed it down!

“Head Yan doesn’t understand, and the old man is not surprised. Since you are here, you have to offend today.” Wang Zhengcheng said, backing away.

Suddenly, streams of light flashed around his body.

In the brilliance, Vientiane is full of sight, mountains and rivers, deserts and oceans.

Wang Zhengcheng’s figure seemed to retreat into another world.

That world is not an ordinary alien space or the narrow and fragile one of the lower realms.

Instead, it turned out to be as vast as another upper realm, and the power of the realm surged, and suddenly began to squeeze the time and space of the upper realm from the inside, making the place between the central Juntian realm and the Eastern Cangtian realm violently turbulent.

Yan Di fell with a knife, and directly split the world in front of him in half.

But the broken emptiness turned into endless mountains and rivers again.

The mountain yells like having life, expanding and changing, forming a tendency to encircle Yan Di.

“Is this a picture of Wuji Mountains and Rivers?” Yan Di said coldly.

Although I haven’t really seen it, I’ve always heard of the Immortal Soldier that the Emperor of the Earth used to carry with him in the past.

“The old man has no intention of working with the head of Yan, but hopes that head of Yan will stay here and stay here for a while.” Wang Zhengcheng’s voice came from the high mountains and the winding river.

Between the mountains and rivers, I intend to include Yan Di in the picture together.

When Yan Di saw this, he did not dodge or avoid, and went all the way: “The earth is supreme, you can’t keep me.”

As he walked step by step, every step he took, his domineering and aggressive momentum rose by one point.

In the end, Yan Di was full of brilliance and angrily bullfighting, and even the pictures of Wuji mountains and rivers could not be blocked.

As if an ancient god, awakened from a deep sleep at this moment, slowly opened his eyes, and then stood up.

With every step he took, he formed an unstoppable, unchangeable, and unmatched power, crushing the mountains and rivers in front of him.

The vast expanse of the world, as if cracks appeared little by little, and then continued to expand.

Yan Di’s body is like a complete and independent real universe, running on its own, completely separated from the outside world and the sea of stars, and is self-contained.

In the picture of Wuji Mountains and Rivers, Wang Zhengcheng watched this scene, his heart sinking slightly: “It really made all the acupuncture points in his body break the void, and I saw the true god!”

The whole body’s acupuncture points, whether large or dark, can see the gods, the body of the immortal, and you will be in the fairyland with only one step!

The peak of Martial Saint, ten great accomplishments, supreme in the world!

Tianji Pavilion has stirred up the situation for three years and attracted the attention of countless people.

But quiet and low-key, there is rarely Yan Di who continues to develop in the Southern Yantian Realm. In these three years, he successfully broke through the barriers and reached the realm of the Supreme Martial Saint!

In the eighth realm of Wusheng in the past, the Southern Supreme Zhuangshen was killed.

From that day on, everyone in the upper realm of the world had both anticipation and fear.

I look forward to when Yan Di can reach the realm of the Supreme, and how powerful Yan Di will be when he is afraid of reaching the Supreme!

However, still no one could have expected that this day would come so early, so early that everyone would be caught off guard!

After learning about Yan Zhaoge’s situation, Di Zhizun Wang Zhengcheng was somewhat psychologically prepared for Yan Di.

But when I really faced it, I still felt shocked!

The world transformed by the Wuji Mountains and Rivers Map, in front of Yan Di who finally showed her true strength at this moment, turned out to be fragile.

The Heavenly Sword Dragon Ning suddenly unsheathed and fell into Yan Di’s hands.

Yan Di kept walking, waving a horizontal knife in his hand.

Suddenly the sky and the earth shook together, like a canvas, neatly cut from the middle and divided into two halves.

The mountain peaks turned into fly ash, and the long river stopped flowing!

“The wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave forward, and the new generation replaces the old. It is gratifying that Jin Yao Taibai has descendants like this.”

The mountains and rivers shattered, revealing Wang Zhengcheng’s figure again. He whispered, “Unfortunately, good luck makes people.”

In the broken world of mountains and rivers, a large amount of mud suddenly appeared.

The soil reshapes mountains and rivers, and continues to resist Yan Di’s path.

“Wuji Spiritual Land?” Yandi didn’t change her face, but instead asked, “I heard that the essence of Wuji Mountain and River Map lies in the derivation of Wuji Golden Lotus. Can you do it?”

As he spoke, the blade in his hand was raised high, and then he took a blow!

Open the sky and punish the sky, the world will rise and fall.

An unstoppable knife light like the change of fortune, magnificent and domineering, forcibly breaking through the heavy soil in front of him.

Wang Zhengcheng is located in the center of the black and yellow soil, his palms waved together, seemingly slow, but endless.

The nine-day relieving palm of the emperor’s masterpiece passed in one form unfolded, and it was in harmony with the power of Wuji Mountain and River Tu to meet Yan Di’s blade.

As the name suggests, Jiutian Relief Palm is a masterpiece that imitates the mystery of the nine-day respiration soil.

Used for defense, it grows and grows with the enemy’s attack, and changes like the foreign enemy. You are big and I am big, and you are small.

Used to attack, the palm of the hand generates thunder energy, all sides are united, squeezed and rubbed, and the enemy is destroyed, and it is very powerful.

But at this moment, Wang Zhengcheng spread out, only defending, not attacking, cooperating with Wuji Shanhetu’s defensive defense, resisting Yandi’s knife.

This fairy soldier was originally good at defending and trapping the enemy. At this moment, Wang Zhengcheng’s envoy, it complemented each other.

Yan Di turned a blind eye to this.

Regardless of the way forward, it is a straight avenue cut with good luck as a knife!

The magnificent and overbearing blades of good fortune are everywhere, and the thick soil that is tough and dense in front of them, as if impeccably, is also broken one after another.

More soil fills up, but more fierce knife light breaks it to pieces!

The thick soil is endless, but the general trend of good fortune changes is even more unstoppable.

If you are strong, I will be stronger than you.

The soil is one foot high, and the knife is one foot high!