My brother is too strong

"puff!"

"puff!"

Shrouded in light, countless sword intents erupted around.

Thousands of miles, even hundreds of thousands of miles, were all impacted by this sword intent.

The unlucky plants and animals were turned into sieves, and the lucky ones were pierced through their bodies, causing heavy casualties.

It can even be said that one sword will wipe out all living beings in the world.

Xiao Yi was also inevitably impacted here.

When such a terrifying sword intent struck, the faces of Xuan Yunxin and the others changed drastically. ?.?????.???

They were injured, and they were a bit powerless to resist this sword intent. It was a trivial matter to be accidentally injured, and they were afraid of being killed by this huge sword intent.

Then it will be a joke.

But Xiao Yi stood up, and the Lanshui sword swiped around in front of everyone, and she erupted with a sword intent.

Under her control, the invisible sword intent turned into a shield, protecting Xuan Yunxin, Jian Bei and others behind her.

"Poof, poof..."

The ear-piercing sound sounded like the sound of a sharp object piercing into the flesh, which made Xuan Yunxin and the others tremble with fear.

But what made them feel at ease was that Xiao Yi easily blocked the burst of sword intent without causing any harm to them.

After a dozen or so breaths, the sword intent dissipated and the surroundings returned to calm.

Everyone dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

But when they saw countless holes on the ground, the surrounding stones and trees were riddled with holes and turned into sieves, everyone became terrified again.

too frightening.

"Damn, damn it!" Xin Yuankui's voice came from beside him, with anger and fear in his voice, "What the hell is it?"

Everyone looked at it, and suddenly became happy.

"Haha, is this the strength?"

"How dare you come here to be arrogant with this little strength?"

"Why didn't you kill the old guy?"

Xin Yuankui's face turned pale, and there were several wounds on his body, blood seeped out and wet his clothes.

As for Jin Hou behind him, although he was not injured, he was obviously frightened.

His face was pale, with a somewhat terrified expression, his mouth was slightly opened, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

While everyone was happy, they couldn't help being secretly shocked.

Xin Yuankui's realm was higher than Xiao Yi's, but he was also injured in the aftermath just now.

Xiao Yi resisted head-on without any injuries.

Sure enough, it was the third senior brother and sister who were freaks, the senior brother was tough, and the junior sister followed suit.

But only Xiao Yi knew the real reason.

Lu Shaoqing's sword intents have all been comprehended by her. Isn't it easy to resist these sword intents?

Xiao Yi secretly said in her heart, if I can't stop this, I'm really a waste.

Looking at Xin Yuankui looking at herself, Xiao Yi answered his question, "This is the second move of the Pig-killing Sword Art!"

Killing Pig Sword Art, the second move?

A mouthful of old blood welled up in Xin Yuankui's throat, and it was very difficult for him not to spit it out.

What is he!

Xuan Yunxin and the others also had weird faces, and wanted to complain.

Such a powerful move, with such a name, is a waste of money.

"Damn, damn..." Jin Hou also came back to his senses, feeling the overwhelming sword intent just now, bursting with sharp edges, invincible, Jin Hou's people couldn't help trembling.

However, this is just the aftermath, and it is not specifically aimed at them.

Once targeting them, Jin Hou dare not imagine the consequences.

"He can't win." Jin Hou shouted loudly again, it seemed more to boost his confidence.

Yin Qi looked at Jin Hou coldly, brandished the huge sword, and said to Xiao Yi with a murderous look, "Go and deal with the old guy, and I'll hack this villain to death."

"It's really not a man. His mouth is so annoying."

Xiao Yi stared at Xin Yuankui, her heart fluttered for a while, and the killing intent couldn't help but emerge.

Xin Yuankui's expression made her confident that she could defeat and kill Xin Yuankui.

But after thinking about it, she finally shook her head, "Senior Sister, don't worry about them, let the Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother deal with them then."

"Senior Sister Yunxin and the others are injured, it's not appropriate to fight."

There are still a few transformation gods on the Demon Race side, and they are injured, but their strength should not be underestimated.

If they join in, Xuan Yunxin, Jian Bei, and Meng Xiao will all be injured, unable to fight, and the situation will easily turn against them.

It's better to maintain the status quo and wait for the two brothers to end the battle.

Jin Hou refused to accept it, and continued to give himself confidence, "Do you really think that Lu Shaoqing can win?"

Demon Race, you two waste refiners, hurry up and give some strength.

"what....."

In the distance, Long Jian's voice came, and his figure appeared, and his condition became even worse.

His body was covered in blood, his breath was chaotic, and his hair was disheveled.

It was hit hard again, and this time it was worse than before.

"Damn it, damn it!" Long Jian yelled, Lu Shaoqing was still able to use such a terrifying sword art, if it wasn't for Lu Shaoqing's help to resist, maybe he would have to lie down now.

"Whoosh..."

Lu Shaoqing breathed heavily, seeming to consume a lot of energy. When he saw Long Jian appearing, he deliberately widened his eyes and became surprised, "You, you are not dead?"

Then I looked around and found no sign of Lu, "Where is that Sanba? Is he dead?"

Long Jian didn't speak, his breathing was also short, and he stared at Lu Shaoqing with hatred.

Lu Shaoqing waved his hands pretendingly, and said to Long Jian, "Look, everyone is tired from the fight, so how about taking a rest?"

"Innocent!"

Long Jian took a deep breath, his eyes became fierce again.

He stretched out his hand to Lu Shaoqing, "Kill!"

Thousands of blood threads struck again, each of which could penetrate the void, and each of them carried the meaning of Long Jian's sure-to-kill.

The intention to kill was stronger than before, and the attack was more ferocious.

At this time, either you die or I die, there is no third possibility.

"What are you doing?" Lu Shaoqing yelled, "Are you desperate?"

"Can I surrender?"

Although he shouted to surrender, the counterattack in his hands was not weak at all.

Mo Jun swung his sword, and the sword light, like a cunning fox, burst out from the gap of thousands of blood threads, and went straight to Long Jian.

"Boom!"

The two fought against each other for two or three rounds, and neither could do anything to the other.

Sensing Lu Shaoqing's weakness, Long Jian had confidence in his mind. It seemed that the move just now had consumed Lu Shaoqing a lot.

His eyes suddenly focused, "Your death time has arrived!"

The thousands of blood threads covering the sky suddenly shrank...