History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 172. Chapter 171 170. Young Master Guang Cheng and Young Master Pu Zhao (The Ten Bigger!)

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Compared with his identity, Huang Jie can be regarded as extremely low-key.

To the low-key, his nickname as the son of the prince everywhere seems to be a little uncomfortable.

It’s not like the sun shining all over the world and eye-catching, but like the moonlight in the dark night, quiet and quiet.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Huang Jie, Huang Jie looked back, and looked at Yan Zhaoge calmly.

“Interesting.” Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows lightly.

Huang Jie’s true cultivation base is difficult to judge by Yan Zhaoge. He can only rely on his hearing. Hearing his blood and pulse sounds almost inaudible, solemn but smooth.

Blood is like lead and mercury, this is the characteristic that only appeared after the second bone cutting and marrow washing, that is, Huang Jie’s lowest cultivation base is already the grandmaster of Waigang’s early stage.

In addition, when Huang Jie intends to converge his breath, the characteristics of other realm levels are not revealed, and it is difficult to judge his specific cultivation realm.

The characteristic of the mid-Waigang Grandmaster is to condense the Qi into a soldier, and one hundred steps to guard the air.

One of the characteristics of the Xiantian Grandmaster is that the qi gives birth to spirituality. Huang Jie’s qi does not let go, nor can it be judged. The second feature is that the spiritual light above his head penetrates the sky, but if the Xiantian master himself intends, he can control the convergence.

Therefore, the judgment of Huang Jie can only stop at the early stage of Waigang.

In fact, relative to his age, it is not surprising that Huang Jie was in the early stage of Waigang or the middle stage of Waigang.

Martial artists of the same age, except for Yan Zhaoge, Li Jingwan in Bihai City and Xiao Yu in Cangmang Mountain, are almost at this level of cultivation.

Huang Jie is a little older, but not much older, everyone can basically be counted as the same age group.

But Yan Zhaoge intuitively felt that Huang Jie was not that simple.

Compared to Tang Yonghao, whose cultivation level and age are significantly different, Huang Jie, the son of General Zhao, who is similar in age and also ranked as the fourth son of the world, if he really has the ability to fight against Yan Zhaoge, right It is the best for the Great Sun Sect.

But Huang Jie didn’t seem to have any intention of making a move.

Not only did he not mean to fight Yan Zhaoge, Huang Jie was also polite and alienated from other people.

He came to the Tongtian League this time, seemingly just to take a look.

Those who participated in the Tongtian League, stopped their business at this time, and concentrated on watching the battle between Tang Yonghao and Xu Fei.

The venue is specially made based on the Zhuolangge formation, Xu and Tang can let go, and the aftermath of the battle will be blocked, and there is no need to worry about spreading to others.

The previous fight between Tang Yonghao and Song Chao couldn’t be overdone, but now Tang Yonghao and Xu Fei’s battle is a real battle between dragons and tigers.

A crowd of bystanders were just a few innate grandmasters, all of them looked dignified, although their realm was low, but after roughly weighing them, they could all appreciate the strength of the two warring parties.

Just like Yanzhaoge Qifeng’s prominence in recent years, it is the core of the great sacred land. Although the talent potential is at the same level as the strength of the same realm, there are more or less strong and weak points.

Xu Fei and Tang Yonghao are among the top existences!

Tang Yonghao has a sword in his hand, and the light of the sword shines like light on the earth, everywhere.

Not only is the opponent’s silhouette seemingly invisible in the sun, but also the many changes in the opponent’s moves that seem to be what he expected.

Tang Yonghao can often lead by half a step and overcome the enemy’s planes first.

In addition to the divine sword of Dawn passed down by the Da Ri Shengzong, there are many other kendo skills. Tang Yonghao took it in his hand, as if he had been immersed for many years, deep in the essence, unpredictable, and full of changes.

Sikongqing watched the two sides intently, and frowned slightly when she saw that, “Tang Yonghao, it’s so strange…”

“It’s not surprising. You think it’s strange because you don’t know that Tang Yonghao is a real swordsman.” Yan Zhaoge said: “According to the rumors, in the current Eight Great World, besides the four great swordsmanships, other swordsmanship, Tang Yonghao is just You can learn by watching and trying.”

Sikongqing’s eyes flashed and turned to look at Yan Zhaoge.

The profound knowledge of kendo is not as simple as the moves. The sword intent contained in it, the method of luck, and many mysteries and essences are extremely complicated.

None of the martial arts in the major holy places is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: “Don’t look at me, it’s true. For example, the Daxuan Yellow Sword and Seven Star Sword in this school. Tang Yonghao doesn’t need cheats. By watching me or you practice the sword for a period of time, he will be able to comprehend a 70-80%. NS.”

“It’s just that Tang Yonghao never does this. He learns swords, even if he learns swords other than Da Ri Shengzong, those that have been lost before.”

“Others have the master’s swordsmanship. Even if he can understand them, he doesn’t practice it himself.” Yan Zhaoge sighed lightly. Tang Yonghao also restrained himself.”

Yan Zhaoge looked at Tang Yonghao in the field: “So, this is a person with his own persistence, even if his persistence, in the eyes of many people, it is difficult to understand.”

Sikongqing looked at Xu Fei: “Senior Brother Xu, no worse than him.”

Yan Zhaoge smiled: “This is natural.”

Seeing Tang Yonghao’s changes, the wind was high and the waves were violent, Xu Fei remained as still as a rock in the sea.

He unfolded all the way through the Yellow Sword, with both offensive and defensive capabilities, ancient and simple, majestic, and full of mysteries, which made Tang Yonghao unable to specialize in the front.

The self-created Da Xuan Yellow Palm Pose, and the Da Xuan Yellow Sword Pose, are used together to form an integrated whole, multiplying their power, blocking Tang Yonghao’s thousands of swords from the outside, with ease.

Tang Yonghao looked at the Great Profound Yellow Sword Style, able to comprehend the mystery and predict Xu Fei’s sword path.

But even so, it still can’t get the slightest advantage.

In the realm of the master, Xu Fei has practiced the Daxuan Yellow Sword Pose to the extreme, and Tang Yonghao has also practiced the Daxuan Yellow Sword Pose, and it is impossible to do better than him.

The competition between the two great masters of the sky feasted everyone on the scene.

At this time, the descendants of Cangmang Mountain and Tianlei Temple boarded the floating island from different directions.

On the Tianlei Palace side, the thundering son Lin Zhou and “Electric Flash” Yan Shan did not attend the meeting, but the leader was a young man with a higher cultivation base, about the same age as Xu Fei, Tang Yonghao, and Song Chao.

Yan Zhaoge knew each other, his name was Xie Ziyi, and he was also a young Tianjiao who had been famous for a long time.

However, as far as Yan Zhaoge knows, when he fought with a strong enemy, although he killed the opponent, he was also injured and left a hidden danger.

Because of this influence, his path to ascend was a little slower, otherwise 90% of him might have reached the realm of the sky.

Next to Xie Ziyi, there were several younger warriors, dressed like him, all of them were the core descendants of the Tianlei Palace.

In the other direction, it was the descendant martial artist of Cangmang Mountain, but Liu Shengfeng was missing, and the leader was Ji Hanru.

Just beside Ji Hanru, Zhao Haoying stared at the wolf, gazing sharply, scanning everyone in the field.