History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1261. Chapter 1236 1235. All suppression!

After seeing Yan Zhaoge’s two palms and Fan Tianyin directly explode the Five Elements Swallowing Sun Formation joined by the Five Emperors of Xian Ting, Emperor Hei Yi Jin knew that he was not good.

It was determined that Yanzhao Ge succeeded further, reaching the realm of the Supreme Martial Saint, and Emperor Jin in black had not completely given up on it.

After all, in this battle, he and Wang Zhengcheng were no longer the only two, but many people participated in the battle together.

Although the strength of the fairy court martial artists is weak, they are all strong men who push the fairy gates.

But looking at Yan Zhaoge’s explosion of the Five Elements Swallowing the Sun Formation, he could still suppress the Five Emperors of Xian Ting and couldn’t continue to do anything. However, he himself swept Ruan Mingyan lightly, and Emperor Hei Jin completely stopped thinking.

Not to mention the seven of them, it was the other side that contained Yinghu Ji. The Emperor Zhuyang, who was carrying the lamp in the mirror, also joined the battle here. The eight men joined forces to besiege, fearing that none of them would be able to resist Yan Zhaoge.

In this case, the Heiyi Jindi naturally did not intend to continue to entangle him.

If you say hit and hit, if you want to go, you will only delay yourself.

The black emperor Jin immediately turned around, intending to escape and leave here.

But at this moment, a fist has appeared in his field of vision.

Yan Zhaoge’s fist.

Taiqing Ancestral Passage is the first of the five congenitals, the fist of Taiyi!

Being able to appreciate the mystery of Taiyi’s Fist is exactly what Heiyi Jindi dreams of.

With his lifelong study of Taiqing’s unique skills, and at the same time as the foundation of the other four great skills of the Innate Five Tais, with enough contact and enough time, he has the confidence to figure out the mystery of Taiyi’s fist.

In the past, the battle with Yan Zhaoge outside the Tianji Pavilion, and the search for Yan Zhaoge just now, were all for this purpose.

But at this moment, Emperor Hei Yi Jin’s heart sank straight down.

Because Yan Zhaoge’s punch showed an attitude.

It’s not that he is sure that Emperor Jin in black will not be able to figure out Taiyi’s fist through a fight.

Rather, even if you can gain something and figure out the mystery of Taiyi’s Fist, I am sure to keep you here.

Don’t you think about leaving today!

Yan Zhaoge’s punch this time was not swift, nor was it as magnificent as Fan Tianyin, nor was it as sharp as an open flag.

However, this punch seemed to fill up all the spaces in the upper and lower sides of Emperor Jin in black, covering the void of the universe.

The black emperor Jin Jueshu stretched out, only feeling that no matter which direction, Yan Zhaoge’s fist was hitting him.

It’s not an illusion, it’s not a change in a false move.

I won’t say that at the end, thousands of phantoms were unified, and in the end only one punch fell on the body, but it is difficult to determine which direction it fell.

On the contrary, thousands of punches are thousands of punches, coming from all directions is omnipresent in all directions, falling on Emperor Jin in black at the same time.

At this moment, there seemed to be countless real Yan Zhaoge who fisted at him together, flooding the world, everywhere!

The black emperor Jin was expressionless, and his figure suddenly flashed.

His body seems to be still in place, but the place seems to be empty.

It’s like moving extremely fast, leaving only a phantom in place.

But that phantom is the black emperor Jin himself.

His whole person, as if turned into illusion, no longer exists in the real world.

At the same time, a plain cloud came out, which was in harmony with the tangible and intangible black emperor Jin.

With the combination of Taishi Kongming Body and Taisu’s infinite body, the black-clothed Emperor Jin’s defense was improved to the extreme, resisting Yan Zhaoge’s omnipresent heavy punches.

The fist was everywhere, and the plain cloud was constantly dissipating, so that the black-clothed Emperor Jin’s figure had to change from virtual to real, and was forcibly restored from nothingness.

Hei Yi Jindi’s eyes were focused, and the moment when he built a powerful defense to temporarily resist Yan Zhaoge’s fist with his two masterpieces, he pointed forward.

In the beginning, God pointed everywhere, and time and space seemed meaningless to him.

At this moment, Emperor Hei Yi Jin seemed to have made a way out for himself, a ray of life.

His figure flickered, and he rushed forward.

However, in the next instant, Emperor Hei Yi Jin was helpless to see, there were still countless iron fists calling at him!

Yan Zhaoge’s punch seems to occupy the past and the future, all time.

No matter which node or moment in the long river of time, whether it is the past, the present or the future, he has his fist, waiting for Emperor Jin in black.

This punch seemed to originate from before everything started and waited after everything ended.

Hei Yi Jindi’s god from the beginning is vague and detached from the shackles of time.

But he can’t jump out of time forever and will come back after all.

When he came back, Yan Zhaoge’s fist was waiting there, still hitting him from all directions.

The black emperor Jin was helpless, Taishi Kongming body and Taisu Wushou unfolded their bodyguards together, Tai Chi Yin Yang palm and squat crutches attack at the same time, fists and palms were applied together, offensive and defensive were combined, and they resisted the iron fists that attacked from all directions at the same time.

Yan Zhaoge’s fist hit him, not hurting him, but it would block his way and make him unable to move.

He could already see that the Yinghu Ji in the distance was trying to get rid of Emperor Yang and rushed to rendezvous with Yan Zhaoge.

Emperor Yang didn’t take care of himself alone, he just left.

But for Yan Zhaoge and Yinghu Ji to meet, Hei Yi Jindi and the others are not just a problem of not being able to leave, but are really going to be dangerous.

Therefore, he must get rid of Yan Zhaoge as soon as possible before he can get out.

“Let your Majesty the Heiyi Jindi capture and suppress a martial sage, and at the same time fight against these foreign real immortals, I believe you will not be ambiguous.”

Yan Zhaoge smiled, and the left palm of the other side was strengthened, completely breaking Ruan Mingyan’s power frame.

The infinite power that turns the universe over forms a twisting vortex like a vortex, which locks Ruan Mingyan in it.

“Unfortunately, I can do this too.” Yan Zhaoge said as he punched out, and at the same time enveloped the other five Xianting Great Emperors.

While shaking them up and down, Yan Zhao’s singer’s palm turned over again.

In the palm of the hand, the twelve light wheels rotate together and then become one.

The bright brilliance disappeared instead, becoming dim.

Then, the indistinct light was like a black hole, swallowing the middle-aged scholar who was suppressed by the sacred mountain transformed by his true essence directly!

The twelve methods of fascination.

The eleventh method is wasteful swallowing.

The twelfth method, Promise.

The two methods were merged into one, and the sacred mountain was immediately swallowed by the faint chaos and disappeared.

With Yan Zhaoge’s other hand, Yin and Yang flowed in his palm, forming a huge suction force that attracted the other four Xian Ting Great Emperors to his palm.

Although the four wanted to reluctantly hold their bodies, they still slowly approached Yan Zhaoge!

Then Yan Zhaoge’s figure flashed, and suddenly he came to the black emperor Jin, and Taiyi’s fist struck out again!

The fist that is not fierce, but infinite, is like staying in the world, forcing the black emperor Jin to have this punch.

Emperor Hei Yi Jin’s eyes flickered, as if thinking of something.

But in the face of Yan Zhaoge’s iron fist, he had no choice but to direct the attack.

When the two sides collided, Yan Zhaoge’s fist was surging with faint light.

In the dim light, the middle-aged scholar-dressed Emperor Xianting appeared, desperately caught in the middle by the offensives of Yan Zhaoge and Heiyi Jindi!