History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1296. Chapter 1271 1270. The sword opens the world (4 more!)

(PS: The fourth update today, thanks to the new leader “ex-boyfriend an” for adding the second chapter.)

In the void, an elegant middle-aged man appeared with a piano case on his back. As he walked leisurely, the sound of the piano was endless.

It is Emperor Song, Zhang Buxu.

Hearing the sound of the piano, Yan Zhaoge and others frowned.

When facing the threat of Dandian Dian Ling and Bai Lu Jing together, everyone was allies and stood on the same line.

But now, seeing that the spirit of the Dandian Temple has been unable to overcome the storm, Songhuang Zhang Buxu suddenly appeared, and everyone may not be the same passer-by.

The front feet are cooperative and the back feet are hostile. The situation is so delicate.

Whether it was Yan Zhaoge and others or Zhang Buxu, they did not hesitate to change their identities.

Together with Long Xueji and Yu Ye, who were Shangqing martial artists, when they saw Zhang Buxu’s arrival, they secretly frowned at him.

Looking at the large formation standing in the void, and the pill energy evolved from the suppression of the Dandian Temple Spirit, Zhang Buxu’s expression revealed undisguised surprise.

“Xiaoyou Yan’s portrait, Zhang has also seen before, and now it is the first time to meet in person, it is really not as well known as meeting.”

Emperor Song’s gaze fell on the center of the formation, Yan Zhaoge, who was obviously the leader of the formation: “The banished immortal has a well-deserved reputation.”

Yan Zhaoge calmly replied: “His Majesty Song won the prize, but it was just a coincidence. Luckily, I succeeded. Before that, I also held a cold sweat.”

“Little friend Yan don’t have to drag and delay time.” Song Huang smiled: “It stands to reason that an old man like me, grabbing opportunities from your juniors, will inevitably be a bit unsightly, especially now that you have to pick up your cheap, fisherman. Profit.”

“But everyone understands the value and significance of the Pill Palace, and I have to make an exception with the cheek.”

Zhang Buxu looked around, feeling the turbulence of the universe’s time and space in the Dandian, and the invisibly rising hot temperature, and sighed: “It’s Suo Mingzhang. I didn’t expect him to intervene in this matter. Instead, I want to thank the old man. Bailu, otherwise there is no hope.”

Step by step, he walked towards Yan Zhaoge and others in the big formation.

At this moment, the Dandian Temple Spirit was suppressed and consumed, and even if the great formation was dispersed, the Temple Spirit Tiansu could not recover for a while.

With Zhang Buxu’s cultivation as strength, it was enough to collect that pill energy.

Similarly, his realm strength made him enough to ignore Yan Zhaoge and others.

Xuanxian is quiet, without disturbing the world.

Among all the people present, Long Xueji, who had already pushed open the fairy gate and became a true fairy, was now fighting against Chen Qianhua.

Chen Qianhua’s eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Buxu’s movements.

Without having to communicate with Zhang Buxu, Chen Qianhua entangled Long Xueji with strength, making it impossible to get out for a while.

He doesn’t care who the Dandian finally falls into, but he is happy to make it more difficult for Yan Zhaoge and others.

Except for Long Xueji, whoever faced Zhang Buxu in the room was limited by nature and could hardly do anything.

If the Yinghuo Halberd is an armor-style fairy soldier, after Yan Zhaoge wears it, there may be one or two chances to stick to the defense.

But it is a pity that this is a weapon used to attack and kill, and against Emperor Song, the hero is useless.

The formation itself is only aimed at the temple spirit, and it is of no use to powerful people like Emperor Song or Bai Lu Jing.

Songhuang Zhang Bu’s imaginary action is an understatement, and the sound of the piano follows.

However, the brilliance of the formation maintained by Yan Zhaoge and others began to fluctuate and faltered.

The five people in the formation, headed by Yan Zhaoge, also felt tremendous pressure.

Although this pressure is not as great as the one brought by Ling Tiansu, it is not the current Yan Zhaoge can bear.

Obviously melodious and beautiful, the graceful and inexhaustible piano sound fell in the ears of Yan Zhaoge, but it seemed like an unprecedented noisy noise, which made Yan Zhaoge only feel deafening.

Not only was the blood boiled, but the five internal bones were about to rupture, and even the spirits were constantly shocked, as if they were about to explode from the inside to the outside.

“I have to gamble on luck.” Yan Zhaoge forcibly calmed his mind, and turned to look at Nie Jingshen.

Nie Jingshen nodded slightly: “We are not bad luck.”

Before the voice fell, the distance was empty, and suddenly there was a voice.

The sound of swords!

An abrupt sound of a sword sound, like a sharp sword, cut the sound of the piano that enveloped the world from the center, leaving only the sound curled and unsustainable.

Accompanied by the sound of the sword, the magnificent sword light instantly arrived in front of Zhang Buxu.

Zhang Buxu’s expression was slightly solemn, and the piano case opened behind him, and the sword aura gushed out from it, intercepting the sword light that was attacking him in mid-air.

The two sides headed head-on, the sword light dissipated, and Zhang Buxu stopped.

In the dark void in the distance, a straight sword light seemed to divide the universe into two halves.

Jian Guang looked like a road, extending from afar to a nearby place.

There was a figure on the road, not rushing forward, but it was in front of everyone in a flash.

Nie Jingshen met the courtesy first: “Disciple Nie Jingshen, see Master.”

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, “Yan Zhaoge, I have met Uncle Yue.”

Yan Di also said, “Brother Yue.”

It was a middle-aged man with a high crown and ancient clothes. He looked about forty years old, with a calm face and sharp eyes.

It is like a sword that opens the sky, but it does not show any sharpness, but stands upright there, like a lonely mountain towering into the clouds, making the mountain stand up.

The visitor is one of the three emperors of the upper realm, the master of Yujingyan, the northern peak of Kunlun Mountain.

Sword Emperor, Yue Zhen North!

In the previous years, the new Kunlun Jiuyao, the disciple of Jinyao Taibai’s supreme Zun Yan Xingtang, as a junior, was juxtaposed to the three emperors of the upper realm with Jiang Shen and Yin Yaoji both of the Tuyao Town Stars.

At present, in both worlds of Jieshangjie and Biyoutian, he is the youngest Xuanxian powerhouse today, and the best Sanqing authentic disciple among the warriors of his generation and the same age.

Before, he had been in the void outside the realm, and had not returned to the upper realm.

Yan Zhaoge didn’t expect that the first time he saw this uncle Yue, it would be in this Fangdan Palace.

At first, I noticed that in addition to Suo Mingzhang, Suo Mingzhang, Suo Yaoying, there were others who entered the Dandian. Yan Zhaoge guessed whether Yuezhen North would be among them, but he couldn’t be sure.

That’s why I said that I have to bet on luck.

Now, as Nie Jingshen said, Yan Zhaoge and others are not bad luck.

Yue Zhenbei looked solemn and solemn, just nodded slightly to Yan Zhaoge and others, and then looked towards Zhang Buxu.

“Yue Zhenbei… Yan Xingtang’s disciple.” Zhang Buxu also stared at Yue Zhenbei: “Junior Brother Kong fell under your sword, right? Zhang is not filial and often makes Master angry. Fortunately, Brother Kong Chenghuan knees down. , But was killed by you.”

A piece of Yaoqin appeared in his palm: “Let me see, you have a bit of a true biography of Yan Xingtang.”

The sound of the piano sounded again, green, red, black, or white, and the four-color sword light flew all over the sky, interlaced and combined, creating infinite phenomena, but it contained incomparably terrifying destructive power, and it was overwhelmingly smashed to the north.

Yue Zhenbei looked calm: “You are not Emperor Xuan.”

As he said, a pure sword light rose again, traversing the universe.