My brother is too strong.

Chapter 2015

The scene in front of Lu Shaoqing changed, and he was in a white space.

Around the space, above his head, tall figures stood.

At the same time, they exuded a strong aura, clouds and mist lingered around them, and there was also a faint sound of the avenue.

They seemed to be immortal emperors, standing above the nine heavens, looking down at the mundane world.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely be frightened by this scene.

But Lu Shaoqing just glanced at it lightly, and there was a roar in his body, like a roar.

The figures dissipated like smoke, and the scene in front of him returned to normal.

The eyes of the people around him were a little blurred, and Lu Shaoqing did not wake them up.

These were just illusions caused by the aftermath, and there was no danger.

Lu Shaoqing's eyes fell on Xiao Yi.

He was ready to take action at any time.

Xiao Yi's eyes were dull, and he stood there motionless.

But his body was shaking slightly.

It seemed as if he had encountered some terrible pressure.

As for Xiao Yi, she felt great pressure.

Overhead, figures with clear faces and shadows emerged, emitting a powerful aura.

The terrible auras gathered together, like mountains stacked up and suppressed.

Xiao Yi felt that she was about to be crushed and unable to move.

The terrible power made her want to kneel down.

However!

Xiao Yi endured the pressure, straightened her body, raised her head, and glared at the figures in the sky.

"What the hell?"

Xiao Yi pointed at the figure in the sky and cursed, "Playing tricks here?"

"You want me to kneel down just because of you?"

"You are not very strong, but you are very good at pretending!"

"My two senior brothers are so humble even though they are so strong. You are far behind them."

"Jian Yi, get out!"

"You are a shameful thing, get out of here!"

Xiao Yi became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally the aura in her body rolled wildly, and she shouted loudly.

The Lanshui sword in his hand burst into dazzling light.

There was only a loud bang, and the blue light was dazzling, as if it swallowed the white light.

The next moment, everyone woke up.

Then they saw Jian Yi's blood splattering, and he fell from the sky with a blood mist all over the sky.

"Hu, hu..."

Although Xiao Yi was very tired, she stood proudly, holding her sword horizontally, looking down at Jian Yi with the attitude of a winner.

"With your little strength, you want to challenge my second senior brother?"

"The people of the Jian family are not strong, and their eyesight is not good. They have a pair of eyes in vain."

"What the hell, are you qualified to challenge my second senior brother?"

"Are all the people of the demon clan so arrogant? There is no humility at all, you are going to die..."

Jian Yi fell to the ground, and the Soul Burial Sword in his hand dissipated. This is a disposable item.

He planned to keep it to deal with Lu Shaoqing, but he couldn't even beat Xiao Yi.

Jian Yi couldn't accept losing to Xiao Yi.

He could not care about the physical injury, but the mental blow made him despair.

Xiao Yi's words further hit him, like a knife piercing his heart.

Jian Yi became more and more angry, and the resentment, unwillingness, shame, etc. in his heart were mixed together, and finally became another knife to pierce his heart.

"Puff!"

Jian Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood and trembled.

He subconsciously used the sword to poke.

However!

"Snap!" A crisp sound sounded, and Jian Yi's long sword broke into two pieces.

Jian Yi was hit again, continued to spit blood, his eyes turned black, and he fell directly.

Everyone was surprised, is Xiao Yi so strong?

Tan Ling, Xiang Sixian, Zhuge Xun, and others suddenly had complicated expressions.

They have always regarded Xiao Yi as a sister, but the strength of the sister is beyond their imagination, not much weaker than them.

Lu Shaoqing laughed triumphantly, "If you don't hold your sword tightly, you will be abandoned by your own sword."

Everyone was stunned at first, but soon understood what Lu Shaoqing meant.

Jianyi faced Xiao Yi, and did not continue to fight back with his long sword, but took out a replica of the Soul Burial Sword.

Swords are also alive.

Jianyi's sword felt that it was abandoned, so it died.

Now, everyone looked at Jianyi with more pity.

Yu Shan's eyes were cold, but he hid a little happiness, "Jianyi is finished."

Jianyi, who was hit like this, might find it difficult to recover.

The first genius of the Jian family might have to be replaced.

Shaking his head, Yu Shan planned to bring Jianyi back.

After all, he brought the person out, and he had to ensure his safety.

However, before he could act, Jianyi's body floated in the air and came to Lu Shaoqing in front of everyone's astonished eyes.

Yu Shan's face suddenly changed, "What do you want to do?? "

"Let him go!"

He rushed over subconsciously, but Lu Shaoqing glared at him, and Yu Shan spurted blood and flew back at a faster speed.

"What are you doing?" Lu Shaoqing was very dissatisfied, "Do you want to kill Jian Yi?"

"What a vicious heart, aren't you afraid of offending the Jian family?"

While Lu Shaoqing was speaking, he skillfully pulled off Jian Yi's storage ring, and then put more than ten restrictions on him, completely controlling him.

Zhuge Xun's face twitched, she was very familiar with this scene.

And she was a person who experienced it personally.

Damn bastard!

Zhuge Xun gritted his teeth secretly.

After Lu Shaoqing controlled Jian Yi, he pointed at Yu Shan and shouted, "I warn you, don't take the opportunity to harm Jian Yi."

"As a righteous man, I will never let you do whatever you want."

"As long as I am here, I will never let you kill Jian Yi." "

Oh my god!

Yu Shan got up and vomited blood after hearing Lv Shaoqing's hypocritical words. He vomited three times before he stopped.

Yu Shan wanted to yell at Lv Shaoqing, you said what I wanted to say, what should I say?

People who don't know would think you and Jianyi are in the same group.

Jianyi was injured by your people, not me.