My brother is too strong

Still that sword, as if opening up the world, the sword light covered everything and occupied everyone's mind.

In front of this sword, the void shattered at an accelerated rate, and countless turbulent flows of space swept out.

Absolutely sharp rules passed by, clanging, and even the air was strangled into nothingness.

Xiang Sixian and Zuo Die looked dizzy.

Originally, the two were pressed to the ground and had difficulty breathing.

Now seeing Ji Yan's sword again, the two of them felt that their heads had been hit with a stick, and a feeling of nausea and dizziness came to their heads instantly.

The eyes of the two began to turn white, even if they were Nascent Souls.

But in this situation, they still felt nauseous.

"do not look!"

Xiang Kui's voice came over with difficulty, "Close your eyes, that kind of state is beyond your comprehension."

Ji Yan's swordsmanship is too strong, and his understanding of swords has surpassed his own realm.

At the Nascent Soul Stage, people in the Core Formation Stage already vomited blood.

Now it is in the realm of transforming gods, so deep that even people in the realm of Yuanying can't see through it.

If you insist on watching, your Dao heart will be disturbed, ranging from vomiting blood to a coma, greatly weakening your strength, or seriously breaking your Dao heart, and becoming a useless person from then on.

Xiang Kui raised his head, he was half kneeling on the ground now, the pressure from the black hand was too strong.

Even if he is a transformation god, he can't give birth to any resistance in the face of the black hand.

But Lu Shaoqing is different from Ji Yan.

Dare to attack him one after another, Xiang Kui cannot be admired, heroic boy.

However, Xiang Kui's gaze lacked any hope, and even began to show despair.

The Black Hand is too strong, it is definitely an existence beyond the Void Refining Realm, it has to be a Fusion Stage if not a Mahayana stage, and it may even be stronger.

It's useless.

Looking at Ji Yan soaring into the sky, Xiang Kui muttered to himself.

Ji Yan is like a fearless warrior with high fighting spirit and murderous aura, charging towards an enemy stronger than him.

However, just as Xiang Kui thought, the black hand is too powerful.

Powerful to despair.

This sword was Ji Yan's strongest strike, and it couldn't be resisted by people of the same realm, even two smaller realms stronger than him.

The sword light landed fiercely on the back of the black hand.

There was a slight flash of light on the surface of the black hand, and Ji Yan's full-strength blow passed by like a breeze, without leaving the slightest trace on the black hand.

He couldn't even make the black hand stop for a while, and the black hand still fell from the sky unhurriedly.

And the goal of the black hand is very clear, that is Lu Shaoqing.

Regardless of the plan to attack him, or Xiao Yi and the others who were crushed and unable to move, the black hands ignored and went straight for Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing was severely injured, almost no part of his body was healthy, and he was already on the verge of fainting.

The force was too strong for him to resist.

In front of that force, he felt like a child, facing the attack of this peerless martial arts master.

If he can live, he is considered amazing.

The black hand kept falling towards him, and the strong pressure caused the land around him to collapse and break away, leaving the place where he was lying like an isolated island.

Lu Shaoqing showed bitterness on his face. He slowly raised his right hand and looked at his storage ring.

He didn't speak, maybe even the little brother of the dead ghost couldn't beat the black hand.

It was too strong, so strong that he couldn't help giving birth to despair.

Alas, maybe life ends here, and I don’t know if I can be born again.

Looking at Ji Yan standing in the sky in the distance, Lu Shaoqing tried his best to transmit the sound, "Aren't you going to get out?"

"Just avenge me in the future, remember to burn more spirit stones for me during the holidays."

"Yuanbao candle, I don't want..."

The voice came to Ru Jiyan's ears, and a surge of anger burst out of his heart.

He was angry at his own powerlessness.

As a senior brother, he has his own pride and self-esteem.

He doesn't allow himself to lag behind his junior, and doesn't allow himself to be worse than his junior.

In this battle against the god of worship, his performance has already failed.

Now, in the face of a powerful black hand, his strongest blow is not as good as a mosquito bite in the eyes of the enemy.

The enemy's target is Lu Shaoqing. As a senior brother, he cannot protect his junior brother, which is also a breach of duty.

Moreover, the enemy's target is Lu Shaoqing, not him, which also shows one thing, he is not the slightest threat in the eyes of the enemy, and he is not as good as Lu Shaoqing.

The more Ji Yan thought about it, the angrier he became. This time was the angriest in his life.

He can accept his failure, but he cannot tolerate being despised by others, let alone his incompetence.

"hateful!"

Ji Yan roared in a low voice, his anger was burning, and it went straight to his forehead, and his reason was also swallowed by the anger.

At this time, Wuqiu Sword suddenly flashed with light, a bright light emerged from Wuqiu Sword and entered Ji Yan's body.

Ji Yan had absorbed the power of the broken sword fragments from the Xuantu world before, and Wuqiu sword fused the broken sword fragments to repair the sword body.

Even Wuqiu, the sword spirit of Wuqiu Sword, didn't realize that there was still a power hidden in his body.

After this light entered Ji Yan's body, Ji Yan was stunned.

The next moment, Ji Yan stabbed out with a sword.

A flat sword, just like a beginner picking up a sword for the first time, the sword thrust out crookedly.

However, the next moment, a shocking sword intent erupted, sweeping across the entire world.

Ji Yan's aura became hollow, as if he had disappeared from this world and entered another world, which was incompatible with this world.

The Wuqiu sword stabbed out from his hand, the void exploded, and the sky and the earth trembled. The sky and the earth were like a piece of paper, cut in half by scissors from the middle.

Thousands of feet long, the big black hand that was as big as the sky was split in half like paper.

A huge black mist swarmed out, and this big hand was condensed by the black mist.

The sword light soaring into the sky completely strangled the black mist, clearing everything.

"Damn, damn it, this, this is..."

The voice just now was full of horror, roaring in disbelief.

The black hand and the big hand disappeared, and then a tall figure formed by the condensed black mist appeared. The black figure, surrounded by black mist, seemed to be in the clouds and mist. It is the outline of a human figure.

The huge figure and the terrifying aura shook the world once again, and the powerful coercion caused the earth to break apart and collapse...