My brother is too strong

Holding his feet like iron tongs, pulling them with tens of thousands of catties, wishing to break his feet.

Lu Shaoqing looked down, only to realize that it wasn't any red light that was entangled with him.

It is countless filaments that are so small that they are almost invisible to the naked eye.

Lu Shaoqing moved his feet, but found that each filament was extremely hard, powerful and heavy, absolutely extraordinary.

Lu Shaoqing was secretly surprised, just now he thought the red light was caused by Long Jian's spiritual power, but he didn't expect it to be a magic weapon.

"Hey!"

Noticing Lu Shaoqing's actions, Long Jian smiled triumphantly, and introduced his magic weapon, "This is my magic weapon, Thousand Blood Threads!"

"Nothing is indestructible, nothing is indestructible!"

Hearing the words, several Demonic Transformation Gods in the distance cheered up.

"Master Longjian's natal magic weapon!"

"Hey, Master Longjian already owned this magic weapon during the Qi refining period. As he grew up, Thousand Blood Threads is one of the most powerful magic weapons of my holy clan."

"There are countless people who died at the hands of Qian Xuesi, the human race, they are doomed."

Lu Shaoqing snorted and said contemptuously, "Isn't it spider silk? You don't look like a female spider at all. Can male spiders spin silk?"

male spider?

Silk?

Long Jian's face darkened suddenly, and he shouted angrily, "Go to hell!"

The thousand blood threads kept waving, growing, and lingering like multiplication.

In just a short time to breathe, Lu Shaoqing was wrapped in thousands of blood threads, like a red mummy.

I couldn't move, and I lost my breath.

The onlookers were shocked, is that it?

Guan Daniu yelled, "No way, he, he doesn't do anything?"

Will it be a struggle?

Didn't even struggle a bit, is it careless?

Xiao Yi also clenched her fists nervously. Although she had great confidence in her second senior brother, she still couldn't help being worried when she saw this scene.

After all, Long Jian was stronger than Lu Shaoqing.

No one can guarantee that the horse stumbles will not happen.

After a few breaths, Lu Shaoqing did not move, and Jin Hou couldn't help it.

If he endured it any longer, the cheers in his heart would make him vomit blood. He laughed, showing a villain's complacent expression again, "He is doomed. Under this kind of battle, he dares to be careless."

"Hey, haha..."

Xin Yuankui also showed a gratified smile.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing being so tough just now almost frightened him to death.

Now it's a foregone conclusion, it's all over.

The Mozu killed Lu Shaoqing and others, and then retreated, and the Star Sect would forcefully come to a safe and peaceful time.

Accumulate strength, observe the general trend of the world, wait for the opportunity to move, and reap the benefits of the fisherman when the time comes.

It's delicious to think about.

Xin Yuankui let out a chuckle, and then said slowly, "The overall situation is settled!"

The voice is steady and moderate, like a high-ranking person who has no plans to spare.

Looking at Xiao Yi and the others was like looking at a dead person.

"Hmph," Xiao Yi was upset, seeing the two of them proudly, she really wanted to kill them now, "When my second senior brother defeats him, let's see if you can still laugh."

"Defeat Senior Longjian?" Jin Hou seemed to hear the funniest joke, and laughed even more wildly, "Daydreaming!"

However, Longjian sneered in the distance, "Wrapped tightly by my thousand blood threads, unless your body is harder and stronger than my thousand blood threads, otherwise, you should obediently accept your fate."

He urged the thousand blood threads, ready to kill the killer.

His Thousand Blood Threads grew up with him, becoming as proficient as a part of his body.

Under his urging, the thousand blood threads were continuously wrapped tightly and tightened.

Long Jian's eyes flashed fierce and cruel, and he was looking forward to the scene of Lu Shaoqing being cut into countless pieces.

He never tires of seeing that scene.

However, Long Jian soon found that he could no longer mobilize the thousand blood threads.

It seemed that he had encountered an invisible resistance, and no matter how much he pushed, he couldn't go any further.

"This......"

Long Jian was shocked, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

When dealing with enemies before, he used Thousand Blood Threads, which was invincible, and all the enemies were strangled in front of Thousand Blood Threads.

Long Jian continued to push, and when he realized that Qian Xuesi could not go any further, Long Jian flashed a ruthless look.

"puff!"

Long Jian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and once again stimulated thousands of blood threads.

Qianxuesi moved, but before Long Jian was happy, that strong resistance appeared again, and Qianxuesi stopped again.

Then, a powerful force came back.

That kind of power gave Long Jian the feeling that he was standing under a cliff, and a huge boulder of [-] tons fell from the sky and hit him heavily.

The powerful counter-shock force caused his blood to tumbling, and the spiritual power in his body reversed.

It was like a bomb detonated in his body, and the impact of the explosion made him groan.

"Tch!" As if the clothes were torn, a long sword appeared from inside, and then a hand stretched out from it, the crack became bigger and bigger, and Lu Shaoqing's figure jumped out from inside.

"Damn, you really made me a dumpling." After Lu Shaoqing came out, he raised Mo Jun's sword and slashed at Long Jian.

The sword light soared into the sky, suddenly blooming, and the sword intent raged, covering the entire sky, like a vast ocean, vast and infinite.

Under this violent sword intent, the world was distorted, destroyed, shattered, and reorganized.

Where the sword light passed, black cracks appeared in the sky and the earth, cracked and closed.

The collision of opposite forces made Long Jian feel uncomfortable.

Long Jian drew back and retreated quickly, with a wave of thousands of blood threads, the dense threads turned into a huge red shield in an instant, resisting Lu Shaoqing's sword.

Long Jian stared at Lu Shaoqing suspiciously, he didn't see any scars on Lu Shaoqing's body.

Lu Shaoqing was still full of energy and lively.

"You, are you not injured?" Long Jian was very uncomfortable, and at the same time he was extremely shocked.

Even the saints who are good at physical cultivation can't resist the move he just made.

How could Lu Shaoqing resist?

"Your strength is not enough to give me a massage, and you still want me to get hurt?" Lu Shaoqing despises, but even so, if you can see his body under the clothes, you will be able to see the dense red marks on it.

Lu Shaoqing rubbed his chest and grinned, "The massage technique is pretty good, you can be a cowboy..."