History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 32. Chapter 32 32. Mr. Dong and Dahi Sage (recommendation ticket!)

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Looking at the clothes of the other party’s Da Ri Shengzong’s disciples, and then listening to the other party’s words, all the Guangchengshan disciples’ faces suddenly showed anger.

The bearded man in white came closer, but looked to the other side: “Human, you should still live in the present.”

In that direction, it was another stage.

“The saint of the big sun, under the broad day, the rainbow soars, shining the world…” behind the stage, a voice said with an accent.

The Guangcheng Mountain family is not the only force in Linyuan City, the Da Ri Shengzong also has a stronghold here and has considerable influence.

So naturally, there are storytellers or trick artists who sing the legend of the Great Sun Sect.

Most of these people are mixed-mouthed. They have no special inclinations or ideas. They act out whatever stories the people like to watch.

The most widely circulated legend about the Da Ri Shengzong among the people is that of their ancestors, who is also a legend.

According to folklore, this monarch is soaring in the daytime, but in the world of warriors, there are more sayings circulating.

It is said that he reached a higher realm level and walked away from the sky.

It is also said that he is still cultivating in the mysterious forbidden area inside the Saint Sect of Great Sun.

There are also rumors that he has actually fallen into retreat and so on.

Anyway, I haven’t seen him for a long time, and there are various opinions.

Under the leadership of this person, the Great Sun Sacred Sect began to rise after the fall of Zhandong Pavilion, and finally ascended to the position of the first sacred place of the new generation.

The white-clothed man looked at the stage over there, and the meaning was self-evident.

The disciples of Guangcheng Mountain were feeling depressed for a while.

“Xiao Sheng, why have you become a big beard?” Yan Zhaoge looked at each other with surprise and amusement.

Xiao Sheng didn’t answer. Instead, his ears flicked, as if listening to something, while staring at Yan Zhaoge carefully.

“The sound of blood and pulse is almost inaudible, but dignified but smooth… Blood is like lead and mercury, have you been promoted to the realm of Grandmaster Waigang? Have you completed the second bone-cutting and marrow washing so soon?”

“But it doesn’t matter.” Xiao Sheng was noncommittal, and looked up and down Yan Zhaoge: “Yan Zhaoge, you beat my Da Sun Sage Sect in Zhenlongyuan, don’t you think you beat him in vain?”

Yan Zhaoge smiled: “Are you going to give Chao Yuanlong their heads?”

Xiao Sheng stepped forward and came to Yan Zhaoge: “Or what do you think?”

Everyone in Guangcheng Mountain didn’t recognize each other at first, but when they heard Xiao Sheng’s name, they suddenly realized who was in front of them.

The grandson of the Supreme Elder of the Great Sun Sage Sect, along with Chao Yuanlong, is also known as the Four Great Suns of the Sun Sage Sect, but the training time is longer and the cultivation level is higher.

“The late grandmaster of Waigang…” Si Kongqing frowned slightly, looking at Yan Zhaoge and Xiao Sheng.

Just like the previous Chao Yuanlong, he rarely encountered rivals in the realm of the master in the later period of Neigang. Xiao Shengwu walked all the way on the path of the same realm, and his record was more brilliant than that of Chao Yuanlong.

Compared with Chao Yuanlong, who practiced the unpopular martial arts with sword walking and leaning forward, Xiao Sheng practiced the various orthodox martial arts of Da Ri Shengzong all the way step by step.

But in this way, he can still stand out among the many young geniuses of the Great Sun Saint Sect.

In the past, the realm of the grandmaster in the early stage of Waigang surpassed the opponent of the grandmaster of the middle stage of Waigang, making it famous all over the world.

Although the disciples of Guangcheng Mountain had confidence in Yan Zhaoge, Xiao Sheng’s cultivation level and fighting experience were so much higher that it was inevitable that they would also be drumming in their hearts.

Xiao Sheng’s voice is rough, but his tone is slow: “How you beat Chao Yuanlong and the others, I will return it today.”

“In addition to Chao Yuanlong, you also beat my other juniors. Today, besides you, these people behind you, I will also pick someone out to accompany you.”

Like Xiao Sheng using his realm to suppress people like this, everyone couldn’t help but feel dissatisfied: “I thought that Guangcheng Mountain didn’t have a late Waigang master, or what?”

Yan Zhaoge looked as usual: “Warriors under the age of 40 are usually three to five years old, divided into different age groups.”

“The age gap between you and me is a little bit bigger, but I don’t care, we’ll just be counted as peers for the time being.”

“Ahu, you don’t need to interfere.”

Ahu stared at Xiao Sheng with an uncomfortable expression. Hearing Yan Zhaoge’s instructions, he nodded and retreated.

Xiao Sheng stared at Yan Zhaoge: “If you don’t mention the skills, you still have a bit of courage.”

“I don’t bully you with the realm of cultivation. Your sword breaks Chao Yuanlong’s Sun Golden Needle Qigong and Zhongtian God’s Palm. If you want to have a unique and unique way of changing your moves, I will compare it with you.”

As he said, Xiao Sheng grabbed his hands far away.

In the distance, the puppeteers who performed “Mr. Dong’s Blade Slashing the Flame Demon King” and “The Great Sage Ascends in Daylight” respectively, only felt that their hands suddenly lightened.

Then they found that their respective puppets representing Mr. Dong and Dainichi Saint were missing.

The audience was also in an uproar, looking around, but no one knew where the puppets went and how they disappeared.

The two puppets were all in Xiao Sheng’s hands. Xiao Sheng was holding the cross board used to manipulate the puppets, and under the cross board the puppets were carried with a thread.

“I heard that you use bamboo as a sword, and you can manipulate it freely. If you want to have subtle control over the qi, you have the right to play this game with me.”

Xiao Sheng laughed and said, “Although this little thing is more familiar than bamboo, it is also very fragile. If it is injected with too strong qi, it will explode first, so you don’t have to worry about me bullying you with the realm of cultivation. This thing is equivalent to It limits the maximum limit that we can stimulate the qi.”

“Everyone is the same as the motivating qi qi. If we want to win, let us have more subtle changes in martial arts, and whoever controls the qi qi more subtle.”

With that, Xiao Sheng threw Mr. Dong’s puppet to Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge grabbed the puppet and laughed suddenly: “If I remember correctly, your Patriarch, who was driven into the crater of the volcano by the Master Shaking Tianzun by this door, dare not come out for half a lifetime.”

“It wasn’t until the Flame Demon invaded and got the permission of the ancestor Shaking Tianzun that he crawled out of the crater?”

Xiao Sheng looked at Yan Zhaoge and said coldly: “The people of Guangcheng Mountain will only say that people who like to live in the past will turn into dust like history.”

As he said, his palm shook, and his whole body was full of vigor.

The roots of the puppet’s thread were broken, but the puppet was suspended in mid-air without falling to the ground, and a faint metallic luster appeared on the surface of the body suddenly.

Inspired by the exaggerated qi, the crude puppet suddenly glowed, as if it had had its own life.

The puppet moved its limbs and directly hit the puppet of Yanzhao singer Mr. Lidong with a palm!

Under the palm of a slender puppet, there is a bitter wind!

There was even a loud noise in the air, as if being blown up!

When everyone in Guangchengshan saw this, they were awe-inspiring: “No wonder he knows how Brother Yan defeated Empress Chao Yuanlong, and dare to challenge this way!”

Yan Zhaoge smiled, turned his palm, and disconnected the puppet’s thread in his hand.

Driven by the gang energy, Mr. Dong’s puppet’s eyes seemed to flicker.

At this moment, Mr. Dong turned into Shaking Tianzun, awe-inspiring.

The wooden long knife in the puppet’s hand shakes and slashes through the air, leaving traces clearly visible to the naked eye.

“Behave well, Yan Zhaoge, it makes me a little fun anyway.” At this moment, Xiao Sheng’s eyes were gloomy, like snakes.

Under his control, Da Ri saint puppets flew with both palms and attacked the puppets among the Yanzhao singers!