History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 196. Chapter 194 193. Invincible Yan Zhaoge!

One green and one red gold, two spirit swords fought in midair.

Yan Zhaoge swung a sword, and in the artistic conception of his moves, a magnificent scene of chaos shattered and the universe reopened faintly.

It’s like the end of everything, and it’s like the beginning of everything.

Wherever the sword light reached, the sword light of the golden flame flashing in the sky of Zhao Hao’s Starfire suddenly disappeared.

The Fenhua sword in Zhao Hao’s hand, the sword light aura was immediately suppressed by the spirit sword Bilong, and it became dim.

Yan Zhaoge’s terrifying sword intent, all the way up, directly cut Zhao Hao himself.

A slightly surprised expression appeared on Zhao Hao’s face, only feeling that the sword of Yan Zhaoge contained an artistic conception of a great terrifying force that would destroy everything.

The sword intent of his own gang energy completely collapsed and it was difficult to resist.

“He has never seen him use it in the Tongtian League. He has used this sword to the end…” Zhao Hao could feel Yan Zhaoge’s weakness at the moment, and it was even difficult for him to release his qi.

At the level of cultivation, the Yan Zhaoge at this moment has no advantage.

If the vision and insights brought by a higher realm, Zhao Hao was a martial sage in his previous life, how could he suffer in this respect?

However, for no reason and no reason, at this moment, he was defeated swiftly!

Zhao Hao screamed: “Earth!”

He flipped his palm, and suddenly revealed a small, unremarkable little pill furnace in pure black.

There was no aura from this pill furnace, no flash of aura, no unique power fluctuations.

It’s like a vulgar thing that couldn’t be more ordinary.

But Yan Zhaoge hit a sword on the black small pill furnace, and the power contained in the sword’s edge, like a clay cow entering the sea, disappeared in an instant.

The low-grade spirit weapon spirit sword Bilong pierced the surface of the pill furnace, leaving no trace on the pill furnace at all.

Yan Zhaoge squinted his eyes, without any lag in his movements, and immediately hit again with a palm!

Zhao Hao held the pill furnace, as if holding a shield, moving to resist Yan Zhaoge’s attack.

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows: “I can’t move it, can I only rely on the magic of the treasure itself to act as a deterrent?”

He slapped Zhao Hao’s palm, and suddenly changed his direction, and the subtle changes unfolded, covering the sky with palm shadows.

Zhao Hao swung his sword back: “Yan Zhaoge, I will kill you today!”

The golden tower collapsed, the red light gate disappeared, and the large formation supporting the demon realm suddenly reversed.

The world of red light that everyone was in gradually disintegrated, and the black magic energy above their heads suddenly stagnated, and then quickly dissipated!

One black and one red, two sacred mountains like the pillars of the sky reappeared on top of Yan Zhaoge’s head.

Elder Mo’s angry roar sounded on the black body: “Yan’s child, you are looking for death!”

The lofty peaks smashed directly towards Yan Zhaoge.

The light in front of Yan Zhaoge’s eyes dimmed suddenly, and a black shadow above his head grew bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the sun.

The horrible breath almost paralyzed him, unable to move.

“Let’s take care of yourself first.” Yan Zhaoge smiled indifferently without changing his face.

The demon territory reversed, and after the demon energy dissipated, it began to crazily flood into the bodies of the demon fallen.

The demon-fallen warriors who had received the bonus of demon energy at this moment not only can’t enjoy the power of the bonus, but the demon energy that is reversing extremely quickly forms a huge threat, violently impacting their bodies!

The black sacred mountain was originally pressed towards Yan Zhaoge, but at this moment it shook violently, like a landslide.

The huge rune array that set off the black sacred mountain was unstable at this time and began to shatter continuously!

One after another, the curse of the rune pattern disappeared, turned into a streamer, and floated in the air.

Elder Mo roared: “Little thief!”

At the same time, the red sacred mountain transformed by Shanshiweng’s fist power slammed into the black sacred mountain!

The black sacred mountain that was already crumbling suddenly began to collapse and shatter!

Elder Mo recoiled for the great array of demonic energy, and the mountain and stone Weng who had been downwind by him suddenly surpassed Elder Mo!

The situation of the battle was suddenly reversed.

The black mountain and the black rune array shattered together, revealing Elder Mo’s manic and unwilling face, a pair of golden eyes, staring at the red mountain in front of him, and at the Yan Zhaoge below, with blood in the pupils. Flashing, raging.

However, Shan Shi Weng won the power, and the red body transformed by his fist was knocked down again, shaking the blood of Elder Mo violently!

Elder Mo roared in resentment, and his body was connected to a slender chain made up of black light and shadow runes.

The slender chain that the devilish energy turned upside down rushed into his body, and the elder Mo immediately spurted out another mouthful of blood!

But Shan Shiweng’s attack did not give him the slightest chance to fight back, and hit again!

“Children of the Yan family, you won’t have a good end!” Elder Mo knew that he was already difficult to escape, and amidst his wild roar, he completely abandoned the mountain and stone Weng in disregard. .

But the black rune chains rolled up on his body overwhelmed his already severely injured body, and his flesh and blood went violently.

Elder Mo’s figure stagnated in the air, and Shan Shiweng’s attack had already caught up with him!

There was a loud “boom”, as if the sound of Wanzai Xuanyan completely shattered and shattered.

When Elder Mo’s life came to an end, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole body was full of qi and fist, and it was all shattered.

He stared at Yan Zhaoge: “…the old man is unwilling!”

A veteran master and strong, has just fallen!

The violent vitality in the sky dissipated, rolling up the boundless wind and clouds, and the people blowing below were also unstable.

Ye Chongzhou, Zhang Yao and others who struggled to stand up all staggered again.

Yan Zhaoge bears the impact of the airflow, as if a boat in the wind, but his hands are as steady as a rock!

A sword stabbed at Zhao Hao, and Zhao Hao fought back with the Fen Hua sword in his hand.

With Yan Zhaoge’s empty hand, he punched Zhao Hao with one punch, the chaos shattered, and the horrible power of the universe reopened, once again!

Facing Yan Zhaoge’s iron fist, Zhao Hao’s eyes were cold and hot, and he held up the small black incense burner to resist Yan Zhaoge’s attack.

But when Yan Zhaoge’s fist touched the little black incense burner, the bursting power suddenly calmed down, and everything became silent.

It seems that the process of the reopening of the universe has been temporarily terminated, and everything has returned to chaos.

There is no yin and no yang, no precedent and no future, no beginning and no end, ignorance and ignorance.

Zhao Hao’s face changed slightly.

Yan Zhaoge’s face was expressionless, his hand moves suddenly changed, his fingers spread out, and he grabbed Zhao Hao’s wrist!

Zhao Hao is extremely experienced, and his reaction is quicker. As Yan Zhaoge changed his skills, his hand holding the small incense burner suddenly strengthened, the back of his hand was like a sledgehammer, and it fell on Yan Zhaoge’s arm.

But it is the martial arts of the Cangmang Mountains, breaking the sky!

Yan Zhaoge’s eyes were like electricity, quickly returned to his breath, and exerted his strength again!

Thunder thunder at the fingertips!

Spread his five fingers, suddenly became fusion, and lightly brushed Zhao Hao’s wrist, as if he was waving a pipa.

But Zhao Hao’s arm trembled like an electric shock, his wrists rushed with blood, and his meridians were broken!

Zhao Hao’s hand can no longer hold the small incense burner.

Without waiting for him to deal with it, Yan Zhaoge’s other hand, the spirit sword Bilong roared out, shattering the terrifying power of the chaos, and slashed at Zhao Hao again!

“Yan Zhaoge!”

In the unwilling roar, Zhao Hao’s neck was cold!

Then, the shattered sword intent spread to his whole body from the wound on his neck, tearing his whole body to pieces!

Flesh, broken!

Muscles and bones, broken!

Soul, broken!

Everything, broken!

Yan Zhaoge looked cold and indifferent: “It’s the second time, and now it feels like, it’s not a big deal?”