My brother is too strong.

Wuqiu pursed his lips and appeared majestically.

He looked like a smaller version of Ji Yan.

"Sword Spirit!"

Mu Yong's eyes became serious.

A long sword with a sword spirit can better exert the power of its owner, which is equivalent to a powerful amplifier.

This is also one of the reasons why Ji Yan was able to fight Jian Wu for so long.

The Wuqiu sword in Ji Yan's hand played a big role.

Mu Yong's expression became more serious. Does Ji Yan have a special move?

Ji Yan just swung a sword gently.

As soft as water, very casual.

Seeing this, many Saint Clan monks couldn't help laughing.

"I thought he had a special move."

"It's so light, nothing, playing house?"

"My casual sword is much more powerful than his sword..."

However, the next moment, everyone's words were stuck in their throats.

In their eyes, everything in front of them had changed.

The Wuqiu Sword suddenly flashed, emitting a strong light, turning into a sword that shocked the world.

A sword that shattered the void.

A sword light that seemed to travel through the long river of time and space appeared, and countless worlds seemed to be shattered under this sword, turning into dust in the void.

This sword was like the sword of the Nine Heavens Sword God himself descending to the earth and slashing it.

One sword destroyed everything.

One sword killed millions of lives.

"Puff!"

Countless saints vomited blood, and those who were not strong enough vomited blood and screamed.

The mystery of Ji Yan's sword was not something these saints could see.

Just this sword made countless saints below the Jindan stage vomit blood and even fall down.

"Don't look, don't look!"

Some people shouted hurriedly.

Even people in the Yuanying realm didn't dare to look at this sword.

Tan Ling only looked at it for a few times and then quickly looked away, not daring to look any further.

If she looked any further, she was afraid that her Tao heart would be unstable.

As for the siblings Shi Ji and Shi Liao, their strength was even weaker than Tan Ling. They had already looked away, lowered their heads, and dared not look any more.

This sword was too terrifying.

The screams of the surrounding Saint Clan monks showed how terrifying this sword was.

"Is this the trump card of Master Ji Yan?"

Shi Liao was shaking with excitement.

It was indeed his idol, so powerful that he could not believe it.

Who could use this sword?

Xiao Yi looked up, she could see the sword, her eyes were confused.

This sword did not hurt her.

Xiao Yi opened her mouth wide. Although she could not understand this sword, her subconscious and the screams of those Saint Clan monks told her.

This sword of her senior brother was extraordinary.

It was absolutely beyond the imagination of Xun Ren.

"This is my senior brother!"

Xiao Yi murmured to herself, her expression full of pride.

Mu Yong didn't want to talk anymore. He was the only one here besides Xiao Yi who could watch the sword all the time.

Ji Yan's performance refreshed his cognition again and again.

Finally, thousands of words turned into one sentence, "Fuck!"

Strong and invincible, it is definitely not something that the Yuanying stage can comprehend.

Jian Wu, who was facing this sword directly, was frightened and his hair stood on end.

Jian Wu's scalp was numb. He couldn't see through this sword. It was mysterious and profound. This sword gave him the feeling of death.

Jian Wu wanted to curse. Is this really the human race?

Is this really the weak human race passed down by their ancestors?

Is this a move that the human race can comprehend?

What a joke.

Jian Wu wanted to hide, but in his feeling, this sword seemed to occupy the whole world.

Under this sword, the world will be destroyed. He can't escape no matter where he escapes.

"Let's fight!"

Jian Wu roared, like a tiger at the end of its rope, angrily counterattacking with nowhere to go.

A powerful aura surged and burst out, and the aura that burst out was like a howling hurricane, spreading wildly, the world trembled, and the huge sense of oppression made the surrounding Saint Clan monks scalp numb.

Jian Wu was going to fight for his life.

In front of Ji Yan's sword, Jian Wu did not dare to hold back his strength.

Mobilizing all the spiritual power in his body, the aura climbed to the extreme.

The long sword in his hand was injected with powerful spiritual power, bursting out with dazzling light.

Jian Wu also used his last trick.

A sword was swung out, and a black sword light lit up.

The dark light soared into the sky, like a black dragon rushing out of the abyss.

The black dragon roared ferociously, and faced Ji Yan with a shocking aura.

"Bang!"

The two long swords collided from a distance, and huge energy splashed and exploded.

The dazzling light made everyone subconsciously close their eyes.

The collision of sword intents, countless sword intents flying like raindrops, everything around was turned into dust under the strangulation of sword intent, and continued to spread with the shock wave.

The raging fluctuations continued to expandThe explosion range made the people around retreat again and again.

After more than ten breaths, the explosion gradually became smaller, the light was restored, and everything seemed to calm down.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them, unable to speak for a long time.

The explosion of the distance, within a thousand miles, was destroyed to varying degrees.

Everything within a radius of more than ten miles was destroyed, and a thick layer of the ground was cut off.

The terrifying energy strangled everything and turned it into nothingness.

What is even more terrifying is that black holes appeared in the center of the explosion, surrounded by black lightning.

Like a patch, it looks so abrupt.

The fight between the two caused the space in the middle to collapse, and void cracks of varying sizes appeared.

The void cracks were blurred and it was impossible to see what was inside.

The cracks exuded a faint chill, giving everyone a creepy feeling, as if there was an infinite horror lurking in the void.

Fortunately, the void cracks finally disappeared slowly, making everyone feel relieved.

If the space here collapsed, none of them would be able to escape.

After everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they immediately looked for Ji Yan and Jian Wu.

The two fought, and no one knew what the result would be.

Above the sky, Ji Yan, dressed in white, still stood tall, but his condition was not good.

His clothes were torn, blood was dripping, his face was pale, and his weak breath made people know that he was already at the end of his strength.

But no one laughed at him, and no one dared to laugh at him.

Ji Yan's performance had completely convinced the people here. Even if they were from the Saint Clan, they had to respect Ji Yan, a human race.

Not everyone can be as powerful as Ji Yan.

"Hehe..."

Suddenly, Jian Wu's laughter appeared, and Jian Wu also appeared in front of everyone.

Jian Wu also looked very embarrassed, but much better than Ji Yan...