My brother is too strong.

"Bang!"

A huge collision sounded, and terrible sparks flew, forming a terrible sea of ​​fire.

The sky-high winds were burned up in the flames.

Jian Wanshan stared at Lu Shaoqing, with shock in his expression.

"Good, good!"

After being shocked, Jian Wanshan hated him even more, gnashing his teeth angrily, "No wonder he dared to be so arrogant, it turns out that he relied on being a genius."

"At a young age, he has a good strength."

Having said that, he was shocked to the point that he didn't know how to describe it.

He couldn't see Lu Shaoqing's bone age, but he could feel Lu Shaoqing's youth.

Jian Wanshan was sure that Lu Shaoqing would never be over a hundred years old.

When he was as young as him, he was still in the Jindan stage, right?

Jian Wanshan asked himself, and was hit.

Sure enough, people can't compare with others.

Don't be competitive!

Lu Shaoqing waved his hand and smiled modestly, "Thank you, thank you."

"You are not bad either. You are about the same age as me. Not bad, not bad."

Jian Wanshan spat out a mouthful of blood.

What is he talking about?

"Die!"

The angry Jian Wanshan drew his sword again.

The Soul Burial Sword burst out with white light, shining white light, looking sacred and able to clear all the filth in the world.

The sword light flashed over, and in the sword light, there was a terrible unknown power.

The power was surging, constantly shaking the heaven and earth, like the waves of the sea rushing towards Lu Shaoqing.

Although it contained a terrible sword intent, it did not feel that sharp.

Instead, it gave Lu Shaoqing a heavy pressure.

As if facing a high-level life, he was like an ant, struggling, but powerless to resist.

There was even a voice in his mind that told him to give up resistance and accept his fate.

But!

Lu Shaoqing was in a trance for a moment and then woke up.

Jian Wanshan's sword would be very troublesome for others.

For Lu Shaoqing, it was useless.

With a sword swing, starlight fell from the sky, and with a roar, it pierced through the white light like a dead tree and rotten wood.

Finally, the silver light illuminated the world, and the stars were shining.

Jian Wanshan widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief, "No, impossible!"

He knew how powerful the Soul Burial Sword was. Few people could resist the sword just now.

Even if he finally woke up, it was too late.

By then, his long sword could crush the opponent.

But Lu Shaoqing seemed to have no effect at all, and easily broke his attack.

"Is this your strength?" Lu Shaoqing sneered, "Eighth-level magic weapon, it doesn't seem to be very good."

After just a few rounds of fighting, Lu Shaoqing had a better understanding of the Soul Burial Sword.

Physical attacks are not very powerful, it is better at soul attacks.

Before their death, the ancestors of the Jian family put their consciousness into the Soul Burial Sword, which greatly increased the power of the Soul Burial Sword.

For others, attacks involving soul consciousness would be very difficult.

However, Lu Shaoqing felt that Jian Wanshan in front of him was a hot commodity.

What he was least afraid of was attacks in this area.

The Shocking Spirit Technique was his confidence.

"Come on, bring out all your strength, and make a quick decision. It's so noisy."

Lu Shaoqing said unhappily.

From the beginning of the battle, Mo Jun's voice sounded in his mind.

"Boss, I want to eat, I want to eat!"

"It smells so good."

"Boss, it must be delicious..."

It's so noisy?

Jian Wanshan was angry, who was making the noise?

"Okay, okay!"

Jian Wanshan saw that his attack could not do anything to Lu Shaoqing, and knew in his heart that he could not win this battle if he did not use some real means today.

Jian Wanshan slowly raised the Soul Burial Sword and held it upright in front of him.

The breath in his body was boiling, and at the same time, the Soul Burial Sword was slightly lit with white light.

It seemed that the wind and sand were blowing around Jian Wanshan, making the surrounding space hazy, as if he was about to disappear from this world at any time.

In fact, it was countless tiny photons flying around Jian Wanshan.

And this was also the light emitted from the surface of the Soul Burial Sword, which was diffused like wind and sand.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Jian Wanshan's figure became real, and the light around him, like wind and sand, suddenly broke out.

Huh!

The light spread, but stopped within a certain range.

Like a hand opened, then clenched, forming a white space.

Elder Rui, Cui Guan and others came up from below, just in time to see the moment when Lu Shaoqing was swallowed by the light.

From a distance, it seemed like a white ball of light was suspended in the sky.

A palpitating breath emanated from the light ball, making the soul feel bursts ofThrobbing.

Jian Yi was rushed up by Cui Guan, and when he saw this scene, he was immediately excited.

"Burial Spirit Realm!"

"Haha, it's the Burial Spirit Realm!"

Jian Yi laughed excitedly, accidentally pulled the wound on his body, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

Even though he spit out a lot of blood, Jian Yi's face was flushed and he was extremely excited, "He's dead, hey, he's dead."

Jian Yi was full of confidence and his tone was firm.

If he could, he would definitely sing a song.

Seeing Jian Yi so excited, Xiao Yi couldn't help but worry whether Jian Yi would be so excited that he would pass out.

She pouted, "What the hell is the Burial Spirit Realm, is it powerful?"

No matter how powerful it is, can it be as powerful as my second senior brother?

Look at my second senior brother who killed your ancestor in seconds.

Tan Ling looked at her master, she didn't know what the Burial Spirit Realm was.

But seeing Jian Yi so excited, it must be quite powerful.

"Hey!" Without waiting for Elder Rui to speak, Cui Guan sneered, "Being able to force the Great Elder to use the Burial Spirit Realm, it is quite a skill."

Xiao Yi couldn't help but ask Cui Guan, "Old Cui, what is the Burial Spirit Realm?"

Cui Guan's smile froze, and he looked at Xiao Yi coldly.

Are you asking for advice?

Call me Old Cui.

Also, haven't you figured out the identity between you and me?

Why should I solve your doubts?

Seeing that Cui Guan didn't speak, Xiao Yi despised, "I thought I knew, but it turns out that I don't know anything."

"If you don't know, don't speak nonsense, don't you feel ashamed?"