History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 160. Chapter 160 159. Cruel (14 more! Continue to explode!)

Although the Guangcheng Mountain family has a big business, it is still a matter of raising such a big guy, and Yan Zhaoge now has the right to give priority to allocating resources.

From the perspective of Yan Zhaoge himself, he is very happy to be a local tyrant and throw money.

But after a little thought, Yan Zhaoge thought of a material that could be used as food for this giant panda after being refined by a special method.

Moreover, this material has high output and low price, and the effect is better than ordinary ore refined iron. It is a model of high quality and low price.

Regarding its name, Yan Zhaoge spoofed two alternatives.

One is called Panpan.

The other one is called Fat Tiger.

Regarding the latter solution, Yan Zhaoge’s idea is to name the next pet Xiaofu, and the next one, Daxiong…

These are the evil tastes of Yan Zhaoge’s boredom, but they are not good for outsiders.

“Tsk, just these two, which one is better? This is really nerve-wracking.” Yan Zhaoge smiled and looked at the giant panda in front of him.

A very clever mountain beast, its huge body trembled slightly, and instinctively felt a little bad.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and patted its big head, then raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

They are still on that small island, which has a limited area and it is not difficult to find other people.

Before Yan Zhaoge took a step, he swept his gaze, and saw a figure in Tsing Yi walking towards him in the distance.

The person who came was the young female disciple of the Zhuolang Pavilion, Zhang Yao.

The round-faced girl suddenly felt relieved when she saw Yan Zhaoge and the giant panda beside him, which was huge but gentle and lovely.

“Senior Brother Yan has already conquered this mountain?” Zhang Yao approached curiously.

The giant panda languidly rolled over on the ground, obese and cute, which made Zhang Yao very fond of him.

Upon seeing this, Yan Zhaoge grinned: “I’m still young, and I have no resistance to this kind of cute stuff.”

Zhang Yao asked cautiously: “Brother Yan, can I touch it?”

Yan Zhaoge turned his head to look at the big guy beside him, and saw that he looked like nothing had happened, and he didn’t resist.

So Yan Zhaoge nodded: “Yes.”

Zhang Yao suddenly cheered and leaned forward.

She was busy getting close to the giant panda, and Yan Zhaoge asked, “Isn’t the man who stretches the bow and shoots the arrow? Isn’t it an expensive warrior?”

When Zhang Yao woke up, he replied, “Brother Yan laughed. That person is not a martial artist of his own sect, but a warrior of Chuzhou, Zeyu, where the Qingzhe Lake is located.”

“Although I haven’t seen it, I can enter the clear lake formation. It should be a first-rate or second-rate force close to the door, or a lone warrior.”

“He should just want to catch this mountain brace, but didn’t find us, nor was he hostile.”

Although young and her cultivation level is still in the realm of Neigang, this round-faced girl is a true Chuolangge core progeny.

Although the cultivation base is not as good, the status and treatment are the same as Xie Youchan and Ruan Ping.

Yan Zhaoge can tell that Zhang Yao’s experience also belongs to the relatively shallow category.

However, there is absolutely no doubt about the potential and strength of martial arts talent that can become a direct disciple of the Holy Land-level forces.

Although she has never seen Zhang Yao do it, she walked along the same road. Yan Zhaoge saw that she took care of her effort and breathing. As long as the actual combat experience is not lacking, she should not be weaker than what she had seen in Yun Zhaoshan before. Hou Xiang, a disciple of Cangmang Mountain.

After listening to Zhang Yao, Yan Zhaoge smiled and shook his head: “Well, I know.”

“What’s more, even if you know that we are there, it doesn’t matter. This…well, this mountain brace, if you don’t take it from the Zhuolang Pavilion itself, it can be counted as an unowned thing.”

“Whoever can get something without a master depends on his ability, but if he attacks me, then I won’t be merciful.”

Zhang Yao smiled slightly: “He can’t compete with Brother Yan you.”

Yan Zhaoge said: “Let’s find other people. This island is not big. I guess if you shout, Senior Sister Xie and Ahu will be able to hear it.”

Gradually, he became familiar, and Zhang Yao was not so restrained in front of Yan Zhaoge. He smiled and said, “If I shout, I’m afraid the voice is still not loud enough.”

Yan Zhaoge smiled: “I didn’t tell you to shout.”

Having said that, he immediately looked up to the sky and screamed like a dragon chanting in the sky.

Zhang Yao was by the side, just listening, feeling turbulent in her heart, and her whole body was unstable.

“Senior Brother Yan has a high level of cultivation.” Zhang Yao was secretly speechless. Although she had little experience, she had seen quite a few masters.

Zhuolang Pavilion and Guangcheng Mountain are side by side with the six sacred places in the Eight Great Worlds. How can the martial artists of the innate realm in the gate be rare?

However, after Zhang Yao recalled, she found that among the people she had met, the grandmaster of the early innate period, it seemed that no one could compare to the Yan Zhaoge in front of her.

Although Zhang Yao hadn’t actually played against each other, Zhang Yao carefully recalled that Ruan Ping, who was in the mid-innate state, was probably no match for Yan Zhaoge.

Thinking of Ruan Ping’s intention to test Yan Zhaoge before, Zhang Yao couldn’t help but shook her head slightly: “Fortunately, Brother Ruan didn’t take it seriously…”

Seeing Yan Zhaoge’s screaming stopped, Zhang Yao said: “Senior Sister Xie and that elder brother should rush over to meet up after hearing this. Shall we wait where we are?”

Yan Zhaoge did not answer, but instead looked in another direction.

Zhang Yao asked curiously: “Brother Yan, what’s the matter?”

Yan Zhaoge smiled: “There are other people on the island.”

Just before the roar, Yan Zhaoge clearly felt that there were martial arts fluctuating in the distance.

Then the other party began to approach this side, without concealing his whereabouts.

When the opponent got closer and closer, Yan Zhaoge carefully sensed and distinguished, only to find that the number of his martial arts was neither Ahu nor Xie Youchan.

Later, even Zhang Yao could perceive the other’s existence, and heavy footsteps sounded in her ears.

Every step the other party took, the earth seemed to vibrate slightly, like a lofty mountain walking.

“Magical mountain warrior, master of the late innate period.” Yan Zhaoge knew in his heart, and the next moment he saw a tall figure walking out of the bamboo forest in the distance.

The visitor was about 30 years old, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty brilliance. It was indeed Liu Shengfeng, the core disciple of Cangmang Mountain.

Yan Zhaoge looked around and saw Liu Shengfeng grabbed a person’s leg and dragged that person to the ground walking.

The person caught by Liu Shengfeng was clearly the middle-aged warrior who attacked Shanpi with a blasting arrow just now.

One leg of the middle-aged warrior was grasped by Liu Shengfeng, and the other leg was broken at the knees. The blood flowed like a shot, dragging a long blood mark on the ground, soaking the bamboo leaves that fell on the ground.

Liu Shengfeng was holding the middle-aged warrior’s longbow in his other hand.

He let go of the middle-aged martial artist’s leg. In addition to the broken leg, the middle-aged martial artist had many other serious injuries, and it seemed as if his whole body had been broken.

The middle-aged warrior was dying. At this moment, he finally got out of trouble and wanted to struggle. For him, Liu Shengfeng squatted down like a nightmare.

Liu Shengfeng raised his head and smiled at Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao, and the string of the long bow in his hand was tied to the neck of the middle-aged warrior.