My brother is too strong

"Oh!"

A terrifying sword energy struck, and the sword light was bright.

Cui Jie and several other Yuanying of the Cui family screamed and flew upside down, spurting blood.

The sharp sword intent made them suffer a lot.

Cui Jie's face turned pale, and he looked at Ji Yan in the sky like a sword god of nine heavens in horror, feeling irresistible in his heart.

It was too strong, she teamed up with the Nascent Souls in the clan, and the siege of the six Nascent Souls was still useless.

Of the six people, three died, and the remaining three were seriously injured.

Could it be that the gap in a small realm is so big?

Cui Jie felt frustrated, and she didn't have the will to continue fighting.

The expressions of the clansmen around her were similar to hers.

They all lost their fighting spirit and lost the confidence to continue fighting. If they continued to fight, let alone avenging their uncle Cui Zhangming, they would not even be able to save their own lives.

The Cui family had already lost four Nascent Souls, and the Cui family lost the most this time.

If these Nascent Souls are lost here, the strength of the Cui family will definitely retreat greatly.

The positions of the three major families in the Holy Land will no longer have their share.

Cui Jie stood up with difficulty, and everyone in the Cui family rushed to protect Cui Jie and the others.

Ji Yan hung proudly in the sky, his aura erupted, and the sharp sword intent lingered around him, like a furnace burning blazingly.

Also like a sun, its strong light shines on the world, shocking everything in the world.

Ji Yan just glanced at them indifferently, did not continue to attack, but said to others, "Who else?"

The voice was flat, as if the fierce battle just now was just an ordinary warm-up, and the six Nascent Souls of the Cui family could not cause any harm to him.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to meet Ji Yan's eyes.

Too powerful, they once again saw the power of Ji Yan.

But it also makes many people unacceptable.

Such a powerful person is not a saint, but a human being.

Are saints inferior to humans?

Some people are full of hatred and helplessness, the current plan is too strong, just the strong fighting spirit on him makes people's hearts jump, no one dares to stand out.

Even the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Jian family and Luan family dare not stand out at this time.

Everyone can see that Ji Yan is now in a state of fighting more and more bravely, killing more and more madly. In this state, Ji Yan is invincible.

Opponents of the same level, who can usually be tied, may not be able to last a few rounds now.

Those of different levels, it is estimated that they will also be disgraced.

Ji Yan didn't make a move, but just looked at the crowd coldly, his eyes were like lightning, and his momentum was like a sword.

Standing in front of everyone is like a divine sword hanging over everyone's heads, making people feel like a chilling cicada and not daring to act rashly.

But this time someone laughed.

"Ha ha"

Everyone followed the prestige, looked at it, and immediately felt relieved and calmed down.

It was Jian Wu who laughed.

The existence of the Ninth Floor of the Nascent Soul immediately boosted the confidence in the hearts of the people here.

Such a master can instantly kill him with one shot, right?

Everyone thought secretly.

Jian Wu laughed out loud, his voice hoarse and scary.

Although Jian Wu was smiling, but there was only a smile on his dry face, and there was no smile in his eyes.

On the contrary, there was a bit of fear and ferocity.

The killing intent in his heart was churning, and he wished he could kill Ji Yan immediately.

He has lived for more than 300 years, and this is the first time he has seen such a terrifying genius.

One person dealt with six Nascent Souls alone, even though the Cui family's Nascent Souls were all lower than Ji Yan, they still lost to Ji Yan.

Ji Yan became more and more courageous as he fought, and his combat power became stronger as he fought, defeating the six Nascent Souls of the Cui family.

This state continued, and Jian Wu felt that even if the gods and Buddhas came, they would have to kneel.

Therefore, he can't make a move now, he is afraid that if he can't catch it himself, in front of so many people, he will lose his face.

However, there is no way to deal with such a plan.

After Jian Wu laughed a few times, he said coldly, "Do you think you are invincible? Has your injury worsened?"

"As soon as the sword comes back, let me see how you resist it?"

The current Jiyan seems to be full of buffs, and everything has reached its peak.

Jian Wu didn't intend to make a move, all he had to do was wait until Ji Yan's buff disappeared.

Ji Yan was already injured, and he got a new injury when he fought against Cui Jia Yuanying.

When the buff disappears, Ji Yan's strength will fall to the bottom. At that time, Ji Yan is nothing to fear.

As soon as the sword is returned, he can settle the plan with his own hands, regain everything that was lost, and become the most beautiful boy in the Holy Land again.

As soon as Jian Wu's words came out, everyone's spirits were greatly lifted.

That's right, only Jian Yida, who is also a monster, can defeat such a monster as Ji Yan.

"That's right, as long as Mr. Jian returns, he will die."

"Just as Master Jianwu said, several Nascent Soul adults in Cuijiadian have caused him great harm."

"His state has been exhausted, hehe, when Master Jian returns, he can destroy this arrogant human race with one hand."

"The guy who is overestimated, in his state, I can kill him if I go up."

"Really? Then you go up and have a look?"

"No matter what, he is doomed this time."

"The despicable human race dared to come to the Holy Land to make trouble. They simply didn't know how to live or die. They killed these human races, and then returned to the ancestral star, killing all the human races in the ancestral star."

Seeming to have found sustenance, many saint monks sneered, looking at Ji Yan as if they were looking at a dead person.

They were all waiting for the sword to come back, as soon as the sword came back, Ji Yan seemed to be dead.

Ji Yan's expression remained unchanged, his sword pointed at Jian Wu.

The jealousy in Jian Wu's eyes was even stronger, but he smiled on the surface, "I won't bully you, I will take your life personally when Jian comes back."

The appearance of not wanting to take advantage of others' danger made many saint monks applaud loudly.

"Haha, what Master Wu of the Sword said is very true, a mere human race is not worthy of Master Wu of the Sword."

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, so cherish your little time."

"What is the identity of the five masters of the sword? A weak human like you is worthy of challenging the five masters of the sword?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Jian will come back soon and personally send you on your way."

"By the way, Mr. Jian is going to chase and kill his junior and junior sisters? When the time comes, he will come back with the heads of his junior and junior sisters. I wonder if he will cry?"

"I'm already looking forward to that scene"

"Ha ha"

Many saint monks laughed loudly and kept mocking.

Suddenly, a voice sounded, "What are you laughing at?"