My brother is too strong

The sword intent transformed into form, and the silver-white dragon came menacingly, full of murderous aura.

The body of thousands of feet soars through the clouds and the fog, and the invisible sword intent is like a dragon's power to frighten all directions, like a real dragon descending.

There are countless sword intents within a thousand miles.

Even if it wasn't the first time I saw Ji Yan make a move.

But every time, the monks of the holy clan looked horrified and felt deep awe in their hearts.

too strong.

The sword intent is pure and invincible.

It seems that Ji Yan is the peerless sword cultivator who came out of the true sword cultivating holy land.

Facing the menacing Shenlong, Jian Wu also looked dignified.

It is needless to say how powerful the person who has comprehended the third heavy sword intent is. The person who fell under the sword of Ju Yan has already explained everything.

Invincible among his peers, even Jian Yi, who is considered a genius of sword repair, is no match for Ji Yan.

But this is not enough to stump Jian Wu.

Jian Wu also grew up with the title of genius. He killed countless enemies along the way, and countless people died in his hands. He stepped on countless corpses to get to where he is today.

Whether it is combat experience or his own strength, young people like Jian Yi are not comparable.

Facing this sword, Jian Wu did not dodge.

If he avoids his status, even if he wins, he will be laughed at.

Sword Wu Yijian picked out, a flat sword.

But a shocking sword intent erupted, and a surging force soared to the sky, mighty and mighty, like the blue waves in the sky, the powerful force crushed the world.

Although Jian Wu didn't comprehend the third sword intent, he didn't simply compete with Ji Yan.

He still wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

Bang!

The roaring Shenlong seemed to hit an invisible iron wall, and the sword intent erupted.

The sharp sword intent is like countless sharp knives wreaking havoc on everything.

Within a hundred miles.

Like rain, countless strands of sword intent fell on the ground, rumbling explosions sounded, countless explosions occurred, and smoke billowed.

The surface of the earth seemed to have been shoveled away.

The sharp sword intent and powerful energy changed the expressions of many monks around.

The legs of the lowly-strength people were trembling secretly, it was too terrifying, too terrifying.

Not to mention resisting directly, the aftermath of the battle alone is enough to kill them all.

In the first round, the two sides were tied.

Jian Wu's expression was very ugly.

It was only after fighting that he truly felt the horror of Ji Yan.

With such combat strength at such a young age, do the human race really have such a powerful genius?

Compared with Ji Yan, the geniuses in his family are nothing but shit in front of Ji Yan.

Even if it is Jian Yi, the genius cultivated by the Jian family with all their strength is far behind Ji Yan.

Jian Wu's eyes flickered, looking at Ji Yan fluttering in white clothes, the killing intent in Jian Wu's heart skyrocketed again, reaching its peak.

Such a genius of the human race, if it is not eliminated, it is really difficult to feel at ease.

Thinking of this, Jian Wu shouted and took the initiative to strike, "Kill!"

The long sword stabbed out, and black sword lights lit up, like black spears being thrown one by one, exuding a strange aura, leaving an afterimage in the air and stabbing at Ji Yan.

"Xuanming Sword Art!"

The members of the Jian family shouted in a low voice, with excitement in their voices.

"Hmph, mere human race, this is a heavenly sword art, how can he resist it?"

"Once hit, not only the body, but even the consciousness will be severely damaged or even annihilated."

"I'll see how he resists"

In the blink of an eye, dozens of black spears formed a black rain of arrows, enveloping Ji Yan.

The black spear exudes a strange aura, which is cold and gloomy, as if it can freeze a person's soul.

Ji Yan had only one response to Jian Wu's attack.

The Wuqiu sword in his hand slashed across, and in an instant, gusts of breeze came out of this space.

The breeze is coming slowly, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.

Freedom Sword Art!

The same heaven-level sword art, the sword light is bright and extremely fierce.

"Oh!"

It was another collision of moves between the two, and the powerful sword intent was released again.

The black spear continued to melt in the bright sword light until it finally disappeared.

However, Ji Yan himself also let out a muffled snort, his body shook, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Many people feel strange.

It seemed that it was Ji Yan who blocked Jian Wu's blow, and Jian Wu's sword intent couldn't make any waves in front of Ji Yan, but why was Ji Yan still injured?

Mu Yong's eyes were cold, and he murmured to himself, "Jian Wu is not stupid, he knows how to compete with sword intent, he has no chance of winning."

Ji Yan, who comprehends the third level of sword intent, is a god to Jian Wu, who only comprehends the second level of sword intent.

Simply competing for sword intent, even if Jian Wu is a god of transformation, he can't take advantage of it.

As far as Jian Wu is concerned with Ji Yan, what he really has the advantage of is his own cultivation realm.

The nine-level realm in the late Yuanying period is compared to the fifth-level realm in the middle Yuanying period. In this respect, Jian Wu is also a god to Ji Yan.

Jianwu has a solid foundation and strong strength, and it is by no means comparable to parallel imports like Cui Zhangming.

Mu Yong was very curious, "Facing such an opponent, how do you, a human race, deal with it?"

However, Ji Yan's response was simple and brutal.

Facing Jian Wu's attack, Ji Yan didn't flinch, and fought against Jian Wu fiercely.

Both sides come and go, you strike and I strike.

The long sword roars, the sword light shines brightly,

Thousands of sword lights are intertwined, illuminating this place, so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.

There were more and more wounds on Ji Yan's body, and his injuries gradually worsened.

But the fighting will in Ji Yan's body became stronger and stronger, and the gaze in his eyes became stronger, like a radiant divine light, reflecting the void and tearing apart the sky.

His strong will to fight makes him like a god of war, invincible, going forward bravely, and never backing down.

Such scheming made everyone in the Cui family look very ugly.

Bad memories hit them again.

Not long ago, several of their Nascent Souls besieged Ji Yan, and Ji Yan also entered this state during the battle, and finally defeated them with heavy casualties.

Seeing such Ji Yan, Mu Yong was also shocked.

In the end, he was amazed, "This human race is too strong."

In such a state, even if there is an immortal emperor in front of him, Ji Yan will not shrink back, even if he is dead, he will bite a bite of flesh.

Suddenly, the Wuqiu sword in Ji Yan's hand swung out, bursting out with dazzling light.

The strong sword intent is like boiling water, reaching its peak and being invincible.

Jian Wu had no choice but to retreat in an instant, avoiding Ji Yan's sword.

Then Ji Yan closed his eyes, the aura of his body gradually became hot like the rising sun.

"This"

Everyone was shocked, "Is this a breakthrough?"