My brother is too strong.

Lu Shaoqing swore in front of all the Sangluo people.

The voice rolled, and Lu Shaoqing's oath was heard by every Sangluo person. At this moment, all the Sangluo people completely believed in Lu Shaoqing.

The destruction of the palace had nothing to do with Lu Shaoqing.

It was indeed their elders who destroyed their palace and their spiritual symbol with their own hands.

No one would joke about oaths.

"Why?"

"Why did the elders do this?"

"Have the elders betrayed?"

"Ah, God has doomed us Sangluo people..."

Countless Sangluo people wailed and knelt on the ground, feeling like the sky was falling.

Hearing Lu Shaoqing's oath, Zhuge Xun and Wutongshu looked at Xiao Yi in astonishment, "Is it really nothing to do with him?"

They all swore.

Xiao Yi laughed even more happily, shaking his head, "I can be sure that it must have been done by my second senior brother."

Can swearing be difficult for my second senior brother?

Zhuge Xun opened his mouth to refute.

But thinking of the oath that Mu Yong asked Lu Shaoqing to swear, Lu Shaoqing could easily break it.

Zhuge Xun couldn't say a word to refute.

This bastard is really a scumbag.

His oath can't be trusted.

On Ke Jinmu's side, his throat tasted sweet again.

He swallowed the blood forcefully and roared, "Damn it, you damn human."

"It is definitely you who destroyed our palace."

Lu Shaoqing smiled and said, "Do you dare to swear?"

"It's not you who destroyed it, swear."

This choked back all Ke Jinmu's words.

Indeed, swearing is more useful than all words.

An explanation of 10,000 words is not as good as an oath.

Lu Shaoqing's words made him speechless.

Swear?

He wanted to, but he didn't dare.

Because he was not sure whether he destroyed the palace.

Anxious and angry, Ke Jinmu vomited blood again.

"Look, you're anxious again," Lu Shaoqing kindly advised, "Don't be anxious. Although you destroyed the palace, I don't think you did it on purpose."

"Apologize and bow. You are all family members. No one will blame you."

"Puff!" Ke Jinmu vomited blood again.

Lu Shaoqing was terrified. He would not die from vomiting blood.

Lu Shaoqing hurriedly shouted, "Hey, hey, stop vomiting. If you vomit again, do you still have blood?"

"Damn it!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in the sky, and the next moment a figure fell from the sky and slammed into Lu Shaoqing fiercely.

The surrounding space seemed to collapse, covering Lu Shaoqing and the other two.

The terrifying aura swept across, blowing away many Sangluo people.

The person who came was Yute.

Yute's beard and hair were all spread out, like an angry golden lion king, roaring continuously.

"Damn you, holy people, I want you dead!"

The palace was destroyed, and the people lost their spiritual sustenance, which dealt a heavy blow to their morale.

It also slapped the faces of their elders of the Sangluo people.

They dared not go down to see their ancestors even if they died.

After Yute discovered the changes in the palace, he immediately abandoned Wei Qian and rushed back to kill the culprit who destroyed the palace.

Although he was a Sangluo person, he didn't have any moves to attack.

Straightforward.

With one punch, the space almost collapsed.

The powerful force suppressed it, and no one could escape.

Lu Shaoqing raised his head and looked at the sky lightly, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

Just as everyone was astonished, suddenly!

"Buzz!"

A crisp sword sound rang out, and a sharp sword intent burst out, filling the entire sky.

In an instant, all the Sangluo people seemed to be trapped in a world of sword intent.

The sharp breath made their souls tremble and made them feel fear.

The sharp sword intent swarmed up like piranhas, and Yute's powerful power disappeared in an instant.

"What, what?"

Yute was shocked, and Kokinm was horrified.

Such a terrifying punch actually dissipated like air.

"Who?" Yute shouted angrily.

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

The awe-inspiring and sharp edge.

Yu Ling couldn't help but exclaim.

The white clothes fluttered, elegant and out of the world, like a real immortal descending to the earth.

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart, sister, the person you have been thinking about is back.

"Who are you?"

Yute was horrified and felt great pressure.

This image is a master at first glance.

"Ji Yan!"

Ji Yan pointed his long sword at Yute, with an interested look in his eyes.

The first time I met the Sangluo people in the fusion period.

Ji Yan's fighting spirit slowly rose, "Fight me!"

Yu Te's face darkened, and he was furious, "Okay, okay, the Saints are so arrogant, daring to come to my Sangluo Royal Court to cause trouble."

"Today, none of you can leave!"

"Kill!"

Yu Te rushedThe sky was filled with murderous intent.

Lu Shaoqing smiled, then complained to Ke Jinmu, "Old Ke, this is your dishonesty."

"Why didn't you tell your companions that it was you who destroyed the palace?"

"I was scared to death just now. What if your companions beat you to death, wouldn't you feel guilty for the rest of your life?"

Ke Jinmu felt the sweetness in his throat again, gasping for air, and finally managed to suppress the blood that was about to be spit out.

"It's you, it must be you!"

Ke Jinmu roared in exasperation.

It's so damn uncomfortable to be wronged.

If possible, Ke Jinmu wanted to cry loudly to let the tribesmen know how wronged he was.

"Ask your King Luo, ask your people, and see what they say?"

Lv Shaoqing said angrily, "If you want to wrong me, you have to find someone else, right? With so many eyes watching, are you still a man?"

"Don't you Sangluo people distinguish between men and women?"

Min Fan behind Lu Shaoqing wanted to hit him.

"Damn it!"

Ke Jinmu couldn't bear it anymore.

With a roar, he stomped his foot, and with a roar, a sonic boom broke out.

As if the space was stomped through, Ke Jinmu instantly rushed over Lu Shaoqing and punched Lu Shaoqing hard.

The heavy punch fell, the space fluctuated, the terrifying power fell layer by layer, the ground collapsed in the roar, and countless smoke and dust rolled.

Ke Jinmu's murderous intent soared to the sky, and he used all his strength when he attacked.

He just wanted to beat Lu Shaoqing into a meat paste with one punch.

Lu Shaoqing raised his head, also with a faint smile, he did not dodge, but raised his fist and faced Ke Jinmu...