My brother is too strong

The thousand blood threads opened, like countless poisonous snakes, baring their fangs, enveloping Ji Yan.

Now that Lu has suffered a loss, it seems that Lu Shaoqing is irresistible.

Although he said that he was dissatisfied that Lu had robbed his prey, but after all, Lu was one of his own, and she was also a popular person around the Lord, so she couldn't just leave him alone.

In order to put pressure on Lu Shaoqing, Long Jian shot immediately, but this time he did not hold back.

The main thing is to force Lu Shaoqing to throw a rat machine, to force Lu Shaoqing to save people.

If Lu Shaoqing rushed to save Jiyan, Lu would be out of danger.

Of course, if Lu Shaoqing doesn't come, he can kill Ji Yan first, and then kill Lu Shaoqing later, and he will still make money without losing money. ?.?????.???

Looking at Ji Yan, Long Jian's eyes flickered fiercely, and he sneered, "If you want to blame it, blame your so-called junior brother."

Lu Shaoqing's performance made him feel that Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan just had a little brotherhood, but it was just a little bit, not much.

Lu couldn't be rescued, so he killed Lu Shaoqing to avenge Lu, and he would be able to explain to the Holy Master when he returned.

The filaments danced and squirmed all over the sky, like a school of fish in the sea, madly attacking the food.

Rolling, flying, just like how he dealt with Lu Shaoqing before, he quickly wrapped up Ji Yan.

Long Jian was proud of himself, and the ruthlessness in his eyes became more intense. Seeing that it was almost done, he grabbed it with his open right hand and turned it into a fist.

In the next moment, Ji Yan will be reduced to endless fragments.

However, thousands of blood threads coerced and tightened, but soon a strong counterpressure came, and the smile on Long Jian's face froze.

Just like dealing with Lu Shaoqing before, he was unable to move forward, as if he encountered an extremely hard object again.

Long Jian couldn't help but have a bad idea in his heart.

Want to be the same as before?

No way, are Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan's sect majoring in the body?Aren't they sword cultivators?

Can Jianxiu's body be so strong?

Just when Long Jian was about to use his strength, suddenly an incomparably sharp sword intent erupted, soaring straight to the nine heavens, stirring countless winds and clouds, and shaking the sky.

Even though he was surrounded by thousands of blood threads, Long Jian could still feel the sharpness of this sword intent.

Long Jian's body couldn't help trembling. In front of this sword intent, he seemed to feel the sharpest existence in the world.

This sharp sword intent seems to be able to split the sky, nothing in the world can stop it.

Long Jian turned pale with fright, with such sword intent, will this world exist?

damn it!

Long Jian wanted to scold her, how long has it been?

In less than a day, the plan has been consolidated?

Long Jian couldn't help feeling a little panic in his heart.

Why did he take it easy before and feel that everything was under control?

Don't you just feel that Ji Yan hasn't consolidated his realm yet, so don't worry?

It now appears that he was arrogant and misjudged.

Is this something that humans can do?

Long Jian roared in his heart, would normal people do this?

I thought it was outrageous enough to have a Lu Shaoqing who could communicate with Tianjie, but now there is an extra trick.

Outrageous fucking open the door for outrageous every day?

The sword intent became more violent, as if it wanted to destroy the world, and its terrifying power continued to rise.

Long Jian came to his senses and hurriedly manipulated Thousand Blood Threads again, trying to nip the danger in its cradle.

However, a ray of white light shot up into the sky, like a young life breaking out of its shell and coming into this world.

The sword light soared into the sky, the sky and the earth shook, the sharp sword intent permeated the air, and with the sound of whistling, countless small holes were pierced through the sky and the earth.

The sharp breath made Long Jian feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he could feel the deep sting even from a long distance away.

Long Jian stretched out his hand, and the split thousand blood threads gathered again, flying all over the sky, turning into a red wall.

It seems like a waterfall falling from the sky, which can help him resist all attacks from the world.

Looking at the thousands of blood threads like the wall of heaven and earth, Long Jian felt a little relieved.

But Long Jian, who had reacted, immediately became angry.

Damn!

Ji Yan's sword actually made him retreat subconsciously.

Wait, I must kill you.

As soon as the thought fell, a sudden sharp pain came from the depths of his soul, making Long Jian's body tremble.

hair, what happened?

When Long Jian was frightened and angry, suddenly a white light lit up in front of his eyes, and he looked up.

A white light appeared from the thousand blood threads, and the next moment, it flew all over the sky, like a wall of sighs, the thousand blood threads were torn apart by a knife like a piece of white paper, and turned into two halves.

"No, it's impossible!"

Long Jian felt that his soul was also split in two at this moment, and he trembled from the pain.

Long Jian couldn't believe what he saw, he felt as if he was dreaming.

No one except Long Jian knew how hard the thousand blood threads were.

Long Jian once thought that his Thousand Blood Threads were the hardest existence in the world, indestructible, and likewise, indestructible.

No amount of magic weapon could destroy his Thousand Blood Threads.

Even Lu Shaoqing could only devour some of his thousand blood threads by unknown means, but the impact was not too great.

However, Ji Yan was able to split his thousand blood threads, countless threads were cut off, and at the same time lost his aura, as if he had died, scattered between the heaven and the earth.

The next moment, Ji Yan's figure appeared in Long Jian's sight.

With sharp eyes and a stern face, Ji Yan stood above the void, wearing white clothes, like a Nine Heavens Sword God descending to earth.

Ji Yan held a long sword and looked at Long Jian quietly.

Calm eyes.Long Jian couldn't help feeling a surge of fear in his heart, and his soul trembled again.

At this moment, Long Jian had a kind of realization that they had messed with the wrong person.

Neither Lu Shaoqing nor Ji Yan are ordinary people.

Young, extremely talented, less than a hundred years old, already in the realm of refining the void, holding a powerful sword art, and the fighting power is terrifying.

Both of them revealed weirdness, and neither of them was a normal person.

They all have an abnormal style of painting.

Normal people come to find trouble with abnormal people, so is it worth mentioning the result?

Long Jian stared at the divine sword that was about to be unsheathed, and he was unwilling to ask, "You have strengthened it so quickly?"

"I do not believe!"

He refuses to believe this fact.

As long as Ji Yan has not been fully consolidated, he still has a chance.

Hearing this, Ji Yan looked at him with calm eyes, and suddenly the aura on Ji Yan's body shook, rising steadily.

Long Jian was shocked, and the people watching from a distance were also shocked...