My senior brother is too strong

A flying sword passed through Ao Seng's palm, leaving a blood line in the air before turning back.

"Qiang!"

The flying sword returned to its sheath and made a crisp sound.

A figure in white appeared.

Seeing this person, many people exclaimed, "It's a plan!"

"Talk!"

"It's actually a plan!"

"Here comes the plan!"

"He's really here"

A master of transforming gods who is less than thirty years old, and a swordsman who is even stronger than Mi Qian.

Ji Yan's name has long been heard throughout Zhongzhou, and everyone has heard of him even if he has never seen him.

Ji Yan's expression was stern, and his sharp sword intent made him appear here like a swordsman.

His eyes were like a sword, his expression was like a knife, and he exuded an indescribable extraordinary temperament.

Let the eyes of countless female monks shine.

Ji Yan captured the hearts of countless female monks as soon as he appeared.

They looked at Ji Yan, their hearts beating violently like deers, and they had the urge to snatch Ji Yan home.

Ao Seng lowered his head and looked at his palm in disbelief. There was a hole in the middle, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The wound seemed like countless ants were biting his flesh and blood, and they gradually spread into his body.

What a terrifying sword intent!

Ao Seng's face was solemn. This was the first time he had encountered this pure edge of sword intent.

But he was also a god after all. Although he was caught off guard and suffered a loss, he didn't panic too much.

His mind moved, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, clearing away the sword intent that Ji Yan had left on his wound.

The wound in the palm heals at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no scar at all.

Ao Seng looked at Ji Yan coldly, "What a good boy, how dare you make a sneak attack?"

Even so, he had to feel

Sighing at Ji Yan's excellence.

Standing there quietly, it was as if there was a sword inserted between heaven and earth, with its edge hidden and invisible, giving people a dazzling feeling.

Facing Ao Seng, Ji Yan looked at him indifferently and did not take him to heart.

Seeing that Ji Yan was so indifferent and didn't even bother to say a word to him, Ao Seng's face became a little worried.

At the same time, I am even more angry. After all, I am also a god, and I am at a higher level than you. What qualifications do you, a young boy, have in front of me?

"Hmph, are all the monks in Qizhou so rude?"

Oops, did you fire up the map cannon?

Lu Shaoqing patted Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi immediately cursed.

"Where did the old immortal come from?"

"How shameless? Wouldn't it be shameful for you to intervene in matters between young people?"

"The Ao family is one of the three sects of the five families. When did people like you appear?"

"Or is it that your Ao family has always been like this? It is your family motto to bully the young and the old to bully the young, right?"

"Old man, when you reach your age, you should accept your fate and obey your old age. The generation gap between you and young people is deeper than the wrinkles on your face. Why are you getting involved in the affairs of young people?"

"Come to be a clown and tell jokes to others?"

coming!

Jian Bei couldn't help but look at Ao Seng with a little more sympathy.

Even Ao De and others were like this, looking at their fifth elder sympathetically.

They have already experienced Xiao Yi's mouth.

It can make people angry to death.

I hope the fifth elder can bear it

Stay.

Ao De and Ao Cang prayed secretly in their hearts.

If Ao Seng is scolded by Xiao Yi here and vomits blood, the Ao family's face will only be more humiliated.

On Xuan Yunxin's side, Xuan Yunxin and others couldn't help but laugh. This girl was still as sharp-tongued as ever.

Guan Daniu was heartbroken, "It was all taught by that guy, and it led people to bad things."

No one objected to this statement. They all knew from whom Xiao Yi learned the skill of cursing.

After Xiao Yi finished cursing, everyone watching the show was stunned.

Looking at Xiao Yi stupidly, they could hardly imagine that these curse words came from Xiao Yi's mouth.

A sweet-looking little girl could actually say such infuriating words, which really shocked many people.

Ao Seng was so angry that he was shaking all over. No one had ever scolded him like this in his whole life.

It's okay to call him shameless, but you can't call him old.

He was not yet a thousand years old, and for an avatar, this was only the moment of his youth.

He is also a young man.

When did we say that having a beard and having gray hair makes you an old man?

"Stinky, stinky girl, you're looking for death!"

Ao Seng couldn't help it anymore. This was the Ao family's place and he could do whatever he wanted.

Ao Seng shouted and slapped it down again.

The whistling spiritual energy gathered together, and the huge palm shook the sky and blocked the sun, pressing down like a huge mountain.

The strong sense of oppression caused the faces of those who followed to change drastically and their legs to tremble. Many people could not stand firmly under the pressure and fell to the ground one after another, almost peeing their pants in shock.

"Quick, run!"

"Let's go, this is the god of transformation

We cannot resist the pressure."

"Help, help."

Facing the huge pressure from Ao Seng, Xiao Yi was not worried at all.

Just kidding, with two senior brothers here, would she still be afraid of a mere transformed god?

"Qiang!"

The Wuqiu sword was unsheathed again, and the crisp sound of the sword sounded.

A flash of sword light flashed across instantly, and the huge palm was pierced again.

This time Ao Seng learned well and dodged in time so that his palm was not pierced again.

He looked at Ji Yan coldly, "Boy, you are looking for death!"

He took another look at the people who were hiding far away, and had an idea in his mind. He smiled coldly and made a suggestion, "You and I are both transformed gods. It's too troublesome to go to the Duel Pavilion. Let's compete in the field here. "

After hearing Ao Seng's suggestion, the knowledgeable people couldn't help but started talking in low voices.

"Holy shit, that's despicable."

"Not only is it despicable, it's also shameless!"

"Yeah, it's so shameless."

"I'm afraid it won't work, right?"

"How can this be done? How old is he? At such a young age, he is already in the early stages of becoming a god, at the second level. He spends all his time on cultivation, and he has not yet understood the realm, right?"

"Even if you understand it, you still can't compare with Ao Seng. Ao Seng is seven or eight hundred years old. Not only has he understood the field, but he has already become proficient in it. How can a novice compare with him?"

"Ji Yan is in trouble this time."

Everyone was talking about it, and they all felt that Ao Seng was too despicable and shameless.

Ao Seng didn't think so, but proudly said to Ji Yan, "How about it? Do you dare?"

"Come on!" Ji Yan said calmly