My brother is too strong

"Hey, what a majesty, so many of us have come, and he is still closing his eyes and resting his mind, treating us as air."

Someone spoke sullenly, the voice was like a cold wind blowing, ethereal and erratic.

With so many people here, everyone's courage began to fill up.

People who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic are starting to move around.

Once the first person opened his mouth, the second person immediately followed suit, with a strange tinge of yin and yang, "Yeah, you have defeated Lord Jian, so don't take us people seriously."

"It's really arrogant."

A third person followed suit, "Which one of us here is not the pride of heaven?"

"As long as there is enough time, which one of us will be worse than him?"

"Master Ji Yan, just say something," someone seemed to want to be a good person, "otherwise you will cause public anger."

"Master Ji Yan, you are so powerful, you shouldn't be like this."

"Sure enough, he didn't take us seriously, he was despising us"

More and more people spoke, and they accused Ji Yan intentionally or unintentionally.

The smell of gunpowder in the air is getting stronger.

More and more people's gazes have become unfriendly, and their gazes are like knives despite their tricks.

If it is an ordinary person, under such circumstances, they will definitely not be able to bear it.

However, the plan is different.

He remained motionless, only the Wuqiu sword was slowly floating up and down, full of vigilance.

Looking at Ji Yan, everyone was indifferent, and the anger of the people around him gradually emerged.

Suddenly someone secretly guessed, "Is he unable to move?"

"After a series of battles, even if he is a fairy, he will be seriously injured, right?"

"Otherwise, why did he keep moving?"

"If so, this is our chance."

The people in the dark are adding fuel to the flames, "He is very strong, everyone, if you let him recover, who do you think we can fight?"

"In the future, he will be stronger than Master Jian"

After saying these words, the eyes of the people around flickered, and they began to become fierce.

There was also a faint murderous aura in the air, and the murderous aura gradually became stronger.

Jian Yi stood in the distance, looking at Ji Yan coldly.

Under the blood-colored moonlight, there were several saint monks standing one by one in a radius of several miles and more than ten miles.

Some of them stood upright under the moonlight, while others hid their bodies in the darkness.

Like a pack of wolves in the dark night, they have already surrounded their prey, looking for the right time to strike.

Jian Yi sneered endlessly, his eyes were sinister and complacent.

He was injured in Ji Yan's hands, and his strength was greatly damaged.

If he didn't leave in time, he would also be besieged.

Now he doesn't dare to get too close, he is waiting, waiting for those people to make a move on Ji Yan.

Being defeated by Ji Yan, he couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

He could only think of other ways to deal with Ji Yan.

The current situation is exactly what he wants to see most.

"I don't believe you are not injured at all. How do you break through such a situation?"

However, just as Jian Yi finished speaking, a voice sounded slowly.

"It's so disappointing. It seems that Jian Yi is only capable of this."

Jian Yi turned his head in shock, and saw an old acquaintance.

"Mu, Muyong!"

Jian Yi was startled and angry, his body retreated quickly, and he opened a distance, staring at Mu Yong firmly, feeling extremely vigilant in his heart.

Mu Yong looked at Jian Yi quietly, his eyes became more and more disappointed.

Compared with Ji Yan, Jian Yi's reaction is contemptuous.

"Mu Yong, what do you want to do? Taking advantage of others' danger?" Jian Yi suppressed the anger in his heart and asked coldly.

Even, Jian Yi felt a little flustered.

Now he can't beat Mu Yong.

Mu Yong smiled and shook his head, "Taking advantage of others? Isn't that what you're doing?"

Jian Yi knew what Mu Yong was talking about, and he couldn't help flashing a trace of anger on his face, "What does it have to do with you? Don't forget, you are also Ji Yan's defeated opponent, and I am here to help you avenge."

"Revenge?" Mu Yong's tone was even more disdainful, "Such methods are only done by the weak."

Seeing Mu Yong's disdainful expression, Jian Yi felt shame filled his heart.

If he has enough strength, why should he do this?

"Damn it, are you here to humiliate me? Are you with Ji Yan?"

Jian Yi suddenly felt that he had guessed right.

Mu Yong's origin is unknown, but his strength is powerful.

The same is true for Ji Yan, who came out of nowhere, but possesses great strength.

Mu Yong wanted to laugh, and his tone was even more disappointed, "I admired you a lot before, but now it seems that I am blind."

"Admit defeat and quit." Suddenly, Mu Yong's expression became cold, and his tone was full of majesty, "Go back and cultivate your heart well, don't embarrass the Sword Family, the fourth holy son!"

Mu Yong suddenly seemed to be a different person, and Jian Yi was taken aback for a moment.

But the words "fourth holy son" deeply hurt him.

The fourth son, in his view, is not an honor, but a disgrace.

If he is strong enough, the worst is the third son, who has the establishment of the Holy Land.

Instead of being called the fourth holy son in private.

The Fourth Holy Son sounds majestic, but without the establishment of the Holy Land, it cannot be recognized and supported by the Holy Land.

Jian Yi couldn't bear it any longer, and roared, "Damn it, I'm going to kill you."

Angry, he was about to strike when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he met Mu Yong's gaze.

Jian Yi suddenly felt like a mouse seeing a cat.

Mu Yong gave him a terrible feeling.

He even had a premonition that Mu Yong would kill him if he was disobedient.

Damn, they really are a gang.

Jian Yi was furious, he pointed at Ji Yan, and said coldly, "If you don't save your companion, you wait to collect his body."

"madness!"

Mu Yong simply gave Jian a word or two.

Jian was furious, just about to say something

Suddenly there was a wave of spiritual energy in the distance.

"Ji Yan, you are so arrogant that you don't take us seriously. Today I will teach you a lesson."

A spear made of flames appeared on Ji Yan's head.

The flames illuminated the sky, and the fiery temperature was like a spear of justice descended from the sky, killing gods and destroying Buddhas.

And the audience who have been paying attention are also shocked.

Finally someone made a move.

Jian Yi also cheered up, Grandma Li, do these bastards finally dare to make a move?

Mu Yong also set his eyes on Ji Yan, he wants to see how Ji Yan can break the situation.

Jian Yi laughed, "Look, this is just the beginning."

The flaming spear tore through the darkness, killing wildly.

"Buzz!"

The Wuqiu sword flashed, and a small phantom appeared, and then disappeared into the air.

Mu Yong widened his eyes, unbelievable, "Sword Spirit?"