My brother is too strong.

The sword was full of energy, and it plowed the hill again.

Everything on the hill was destroyed, with sword marks crisscrossing and the ground in a mess.

Even the transparent protective shield above the sky collapsed under the explosion of sword energy.

The several formations arranged by Lu Shaoqing lost their function one after another.

Lu Shaoqing looked at the last house and turned it into debris all over the sky, and was extremely depressed, "This girl is restless."

Then he said to Ji Yan seriously, "When the girl asks for compensation, you pay it yourself."

"Wuqiu, meet the master!" The white man came to Ji Yan with a flying sword and saluted Ji Yan.

It was the sword spirit of Wuqiu Sword.

Ji Yan smiled and said, "Very good!"

Wuqiu seemed to have inherited Ji Yan's personality, with a cold expression on his childish face.

He even imitated Ji Yan in posture, standing with his hands behind his back or hugging his hands.

Lv Shaoqing said to Wuqiu with a smile, "Little Wuqiu, come here, call me uncle."

Wuqiu Sword looked at Lv Shaoqing, with no expression on his cold face, and saluted to Lv Shaoqing, "Thank you."

This is to thank Lv Shaoqing for the stone. Without that stone, it would not have been born so quickly, and it would be even more impossible to transform so quickly.

Lv Shaoqing was dissatisfied, "Why are you so ignorant? Don't let people say you are impolite."

Wuqiu turned his head away with a stern face, not wanting to pay attention to Lv Shaoqing.

Lv Shaoqing found this very interesting, and he asked curiously, "By the way, can you take off your pants? You look like a woman, right?"

As it concerns his gender, Wuqiu had to speak up, with a small chest and a sunny aura, "Male."

"I don't believe it," Lv Shaoqing said, "unless you can take off your pants and show me."

Wuqiu Sword was very angry, and its body surface glowed like a little hedgehog, staring at Lv Shaoqing angrily.

Ji Yan held Wuqiu Sword in his hand and smiled faintly, "You said I didn't have a sword just now?"

Lv Shaoqing took two steps back and warned Ji Yan, "Don't make trouble, Wuqiu has made his hill like this. If we fight again, we will destroy this area. Can you afford the compensation?"

I'm crazy to fight you.

With the birth of the sword spirit, the power of Wuqiu Sword has been further improved.

The power of the sword now has increased by at least 40% to 50%.

Who can withstand it?

Gong Yu, who was on par with Ji Yan before, can no longer beat Ji Yan now.

Lu Shaoqing is not a masochist. He would be stupid to fight Ji Yan now.

"Buzz!"

The Mojun Sword fell from the sky and came in front of the two.

When Wuqiu saw the Mojun Sword, a smile appeared on his cold face, like an iceberg melting, a smile from the heart.

It jumped onto the Mojun Sword and hugged it.

The Mojun Sword also trembled slightly, as if playing with Wuqiu.

Lu Shaoqing grabbed the Mojun Sword, flicked it twice, and cursed, "Be strong, everyone is out to play, what about you?"

"You ate the stone earlier than it, and you just ate and did nothing all day. Do you think you are Nezha?"

"If you don't give me strength, I will lock you up now."

The Mojun Sword bounced twice in Lu Shaoqing's hand, then jumped up and came to the air.

Its aura rose sharply, and soon reached the peak, and then burst into black and white light.

The black and white light intertwined, as if merging with each other, and like water and fire, it rushed straight into the sky.

Lu Shaoqing was stunned, "I'm just talking, are you serious?"

But soon, his face changed, and he also soared into the sky, shouting to Ji Yan, "Help cover it up."

The formation was destroyed by Wuqiu just now. If the Mojun Sword was like the Wuqiu Sword just now, it would definitely not be hidden from the people in the Holy Land.

If unnecessary troubles are caused, it will be really troublesome.

Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan blocked the surrounding space to prevent the fluctuations here from leaking out.

The speed of Mojun Sword is faster than that of Wuqiu Sword. At night, Mojun Sword calmed down.

The sword spirit of Mojun Sword was also born. At the same time, it also meditated for a while. When it finally opened its eyes, it also burst into waves of air, ravaging the hill.

A little man wearing white scales, dark skin, and a look a bit like Lu Shaoqing appeared.

After seeing it, Ji Yan couldn't help but look at Lu Shaoqing.

It seems that the appearance of the sword spirit is based on the owner.

However, it is a bit dark.

The sword spirit of Mojun Sword is like a smaller version of Lu Shaoqing. Not only does it look like him, but even his smile is similar.

They are all that kind of bad smile.

The sword spirit of Mojun Sword also spoke in a ruffian tone. It came to Lu Shaoqing and shouted carelessly, "Boss, my name is Mojun!"

Lu Shaoqing lifted it with one hand and pinched its face with the other hand, with a look of grief and indignation on his face, "Rebellious son!

Lv Shaoqing wanted to cry but had no tears.

Why is his painting style not normal at all?

Why is my senior brother's sword spirit white and rosy, so handsome.

Why is my sword spirit so dark, isn't it evolved completely?

Lv Shaoqing pinched Mo Jun and roared, saliva splashing out, "Are you sure you evolved correctly?"

"Ah? As a sword spirit, are eyes decorative?"

"Use the sword to look at your appearance, dark, look at the skin of Wuqiu girl, which is as white as snow, and you? It's pitch black, are you embarrassed to see people?"

Wuqiu wanted to protest and solemnly declare his gender.

But seeing Lu Shaoqing like this, it still couldn't muster up the courage, so it could only sit aside and watch obediently.

"I was thinking, I didn't put you in the sun every day when I came to Hanxing, right?"

"Why did you become like this? It's the opposite, right? Why are you wearing white? Are you showing off? Turn it black for me. "

"When you were born, were you dozing off and distracted, huh?"

Lv Shaoqing was full of resentment. Is his painting style really hopeless?

The Nascent Soul turned black, the natal long sword was half white and half black, and the sword spirit that was born now turned into a little black dot.

What exactly does Thief Tiandao want to do?

I didn't provoke it, did I?

Why can't my painting style come back?

Mo Jun was pinched by Lu Shaoqing, unable to move, and his face was sprayed with saliva.

At first he wanted to struggle, but in the end he had accepted his fate, closed his eyes, and let Lu Shaoqing spray him.

In the end, Lu Shaoqing was also tired and exhausted. He pinched Mo Jun's face and finally asked viciously, "You have a little brother, right? "

If I didn't have a younger brother, I would have destroyed this sword and forged a new one.

As a handsome guy, I don't have the face to kill people with a female sword spirit.

Mo Jun sensed the danger from Lu Shaoqing's eyes, nodded hurriedly, and patted his chest, "Boss, I'm the same as you, don't worry."

"If you don't believe me, I can take off my pants to prove it..."