My senior brother is too strong

Thousands of blood threads opened up, and the thin threads were like countless venomous snakes, revealing their venomous fangs and moving toward Ji Yan's shroud.

Now Lu has suffered a loss and seems to be unable to resist Lu Shaoqing.

Although he was dissatisfied with Lu for snatching his prey, after all, Lu was one of his own, and she was also a celebrity around the Holy Lord, so she could not ignore death.

In order to put pressure on Lu Shaoqing, Long Jian took action immediately, but this time he did not hold back.

The main thing is to force Lu Shaoqing to surrender to the rat machine and force Lu Shaoqing to save people.

If Lu Shaoqing rushed over to save Ji Yan, Lu would be out of danger.

Of course, if Lu Shaoqing didn't come, he could kill Ji Yan first, and then kill Lu Shaoqing later, and he would still make a sure profit without losing anything.

Looking at Ji Yan, Long Jian's eyes flashed with ferocity and he sneered, "If you want to blame, blame your so-called junior brother."

Lu Shaoqing's behavior made him feel that Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan just had a little friendship, but only a little, not much.

If Lu couldn't be saved, he would kill Lu Shaoqing to avenge Lu. When the time came, he would be able to explain to the Holy Lord when he returned.

Thin threads were flying and squirming all over the sky, like a school of fish in the sea, frantically attacking the food.

Rolling and flying, just like Lu Shaoqing before, Ji Yan was quickly wrapped up.

Long Jian felt proud, and the ruthlessness in his eyes became even stronger. When he saw that it was almost done, he grabbed it hard with his open right hand and turned it into a fist.

The next moment, Ji Yan will turn into endless fragments.

However, the Thousand Blood Threads wrapped around and tightened, but soon a strong counter-pressure came, and the smile on Long Jian's face froze.

Just like how he dealt with Lu Shaoqing before, he was unable to move forward, as if he had encountered an extremely hard object again.

Long Jian couldn't help but have an unpleasant thought in his heart.

Like before again?

No way, do Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan's sects specialize in the physical body? Aren’t they sword cultivators?

Can a swordsman's body be so strong?

When Long Jian was about to exert his strength, suddenly an extremely sharp sword intent erupted, rushing straight into the nine heavens, stirring countless winds and clouds, and shaking the sky.

Even though he was wrapped in thousands of blood threads, Long Jian could still feel the edge of this sword intent.

Long Jian's body couldn't help but tremble. In front of this sword intent, he seemed to feel the sharpest existence in the world.

This sharp sword intent seems to be able to split the sky, and nothing in the world can stop it.

Long Jian was shocked. With such sword intent, would this world exist?

damn it!

Long Jian wanted to scold his mother. How long had it been?

In less than a day, the plan has been consolidated?

Long Jian couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

Why was he taking his time before and feeling like he had everything under control?

Don't you just think that Ji Yan hasn't consolidated his realm yet, so don't worry?

Now it seems that he was arrogant and made a mistake in judgment.

Is this something that humans can do?

Long Jian roared in his heart, would a normal person be like this?

I thought it was outrageous enough to have a Lu Shaoqing who could communicate with the Heavenly Tribulation, but now there is an additional plan.

Does Li Ke's mother open the door to Li Ke every day?

The sword intent became more and more intense, as if it was going to destroy the world, and its terrifying power continued to rise.

Long Jian reacted and hurriedly controlled Qianxuexiu again to eliminate the danger.

Danger is nipped in the cradle.

However, a white light rose into the sky, like a young life breaking out of its shell and coming into this world.

The sword light shot into the sky, the heaven and earth shook, the sharp sword intent filled the air, and with a whistling sound, countless small holes were pierced through the sky and the earth.

The sharp aura made Long Jian feel on pins and needles, and he could feel the deep sting even from a distance.

Long Jian stretched out his hand, and the split blood threads gathered together again, flying all over the sky, turning into a red wall.

It seemed like a waterfall falling from the sky, able to help him withstand all attacks in the world.

Looking at the thousand blood threads like a wall of heaven and earth, Long Jian felt a little at ease.

But Long Jian reacted and immediately became angry.

Damn it!

Ji Yan's sword actually made him subconsciously flinch.

Wait, I will definitely kill you.

As soon as the thought came to an end, a sudden burst of pain came from the depths of his soul, making Long Jian's body tremble.

Fa, what happened?

While Long Jian was frightened and angry, suddenly a white light lit up in front of his eyes, and he looked up.

A wisp of white light appeared from the Thousand Blood Threads. The next moment, it was flying all over the sky. The Thousand Blood Threads like a wall of sighs were like a piece of white paper being broken open by a knife and split into two halves.

"No, it's impossible!"

Long Jian felt that his soul was broken in half at this moment, and he trembled with pain.

Long Jian couldn't believe what he saw. He felt as if he was dreaming.

No one except Long Jian knows how hard Qianxue Thread is.

Long Jian once thought that his Thousand Blood Threads were the hardest existence in the world, indestructible, and equally indestructible.

No magic weapon can destroy his Thousand Blood Threads.

Even Lu Shaoqing could only swallow part of his Thousand Blood Threads through unknown means, but the impact was not too great.

However, Ji Yan was able to split his thousands of blood threads, and countless thin threads were cut off. At the same time, he also lost his spiritual energy, and seemed to be dead, scattered between the sky and the earth.

The next moment, Ji Yan's figure appeared in Long Jian's sight.

Ji Yan, with sharp eyes and stern face, stood in the void, dressed in white and looking like a Nine Heavens Sword God descending to earth.

Ji Yan held a long sword and looked at Long Jian quietly.

Calm gaze. Long Jian couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, and his soul trembled again.

At this moment, Long Jian had a clear understanding that they had offended the wrong person.

Neither Lu Shaoqing nor Ji Yan were ordinary people.

He is young and extremely talented. He is less than a hundred years old and is already in the realm of refining the void. He holds a powerful sword technique and has terrifying fighting power.

There was something strange about both of them, and neither of them were normal people.

They all have an abnormal style of painting.

When normal people come to cause trouble for abnormal people, do we need to say what the consequences are?

Long Jian stared at the divine sword that was about to be unsheathed, and he felt unwilling to do so, "Have you consolidated it so quickly?"

"I do not believe!"

He refused to believe this fact.

As long as Ji Yan hasn't been completely consolidated, he still has a chance.

When Ji Yan heard this, he looked at him calmly. Suddenly, the aura on Ji Yan's body suddenly shook, rising steadily.

Long Jian was shocked, and the onlookers in the distance were also shocked. Thousands of blood threads opened up, like countless venomous snakes, revealing their sinister fangs and moving toward Ji Yan.

Now Lu has suffered a loss and seems to be unable to resist Lu Shaoqing.

Although he was dissatisfied with Lu for snatching his prey, after all, Lu was one of his own, and she was also a celebrity around the Holy Lord, so she could not ignore death.

In order to put pressure on Lu Shaoqing, Long Jian took action immediately, but this time he did not hold back.

The main thing is to force Lu Shaoqing to surrender to the rat machine and force Lu Shaoqing to save people.

If Lu Shaoqing rushed over to save Ji Yan, Lu would be out of danger.

Of course, if Lu Shaoqing didn't come, he could kill Ji Yan first, and then kill Lu Shaoqing later, and he would still make a sure profit without losing anything. .??.

Looking at Ji Yan, Long Jian's eyes flashed with ferocity and he sneered, "If you want to blame, blame your so-called junior brother."

Lu Shaoqing's behavior made him feel that Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan just had a little friendship, but only a little, not much.

If Lu couldn't be saved, he would kill Lu Shaoqing to avenge Lu. When the time came, he would be able to explain to the Holy Lord when he returned.

Thin threads were flying and squirming all over the sky, like a school of fish in the sea, frantically attacking the food.

Rolling and flying, just like Lu Shaoqing before, Ji Yan was quickly wrapped up.

Long Jian felt proud, and the ruthlessness in his eyes became even stronger. When he saw that it was almost done, he grabbed it hard with his open right hand and turned it into a fist.

The next moment, Ji Yan will turn into endless fragments.

However, the Thousand Blood Threads wrapped around and tightened, but soon a strong counter-pressure came, and the smile on Long Jian's face froze.

Just like how he dealt with Lu Shaoqing before, he was unable to move forward, as if he had encountered an extremely hard object again.

Long Jian couldn't help but have an unpleasant thought in his heart.

Like before again?

No way, do Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan's sects specialize in the physical body? Aren't they sword cultivators?

Can a swordsman's body be so strong?

When Long Jian was about to exert his strength, suddenly an extremely sharp sword intent erupted, rushing straight into the nine heavens, stirring countless winds and clouds, and shaking the sky.

Even though he was wrapped in thousands of blood threads, Long Jian could still feel the edge of this sword intent.

Long Jian's body couldn't help but tremble. In front of this sword intent, he seemed to feel the sharpest existence in the world.

This sharp sword intent seems to be able to split the sky, and nothing in the world can stop it.

Long Jian was shocked. With such sword intent, would this world exist?

damn it!

Long Jian wanted to scold his mother. How long had it been?

In less than a day, the plan has been consolidated?

Long Jian couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

Why was he taking his time before and feeling like he had everything under control?

Don't you just think that Ji Yan hasn't consolidated his realm yet, so don't worry?

Now it seems that he was arrogant and made a mistake in judgment.

Is this something that humans can do?

Long Jian roared in his heart, would normal people be like this?

I thought it was outrageous enough to have Lu Shaoqing who could communicate with the Heavenly Tribulation, but now there is an additional plan.

Does Li Ke's mother open the door to Li Ke every day?

The sword intent became more and more intense, as if it was going to destroy the world, and its terrifying power continued to rise.

Long Jian reacted and hurriedly controlled Qianxuexiu again to eliminate the danger.

Danger is nipped in the cradle.

However, a white light rose into the sky, like a young life breaking out of its shell and coming into this world.

The sword light shot into the sky, the heaven and earth shook, the sharp sword intent filled the air, and with a whistling sound, countless small holes were pierced through the sky and the earth.

The sharp aura made Long Jian feel on pins and needles, and he could feel the deep sting even from a distance.

Long Jian stretched out his hand, and the split blood threads gathered together again, flying all over the sky, turning into a red wall.

It seemed like a waterfall falling from the sky, able to help him withstand all attacks in the world.

Looking at the thousand blood threads like a wall of heaven and earth, Long Jian felt a little at ease.

But Long Jian reacted and immediately became angry.

Damn it!

Ji Yan's sword actually made him subconsciously flinch.

Wait, I will definitely kill you.

As soon as the thought came to an end, a sudden burst of pain came from the depths of his soul, making Long Jian's body tremble.

Fa, what happened?

While Long Jian was frightened and angry, suddenly a white light lit up in front of his eyes, and he looked up.

A wisp of white light appeared from the Thousand Blood Threads. The next moment, it was flying all over the sky. The Thousand Blood Threads like a wall of sighs were like a piece of white paper being broken open by a knife and split into two halves.

"No, it's impossible!"

Long Jian felt that his soul was broken in half at this moment, and he trembled with pain.

Long Jian couldn't believe what he saw. He felt as if he was dreaming.

No one except Long Jian knows how hard Qianxue Thread is.

Long Jian once thought that his Thousand Blood Threads were the hardest existence in the world, indestructible, and equally indestructible.

No magic weapon can destroy his Thousand Blood Threads.

Even Lu Shaoqing could only swallow part of his Thousand Blood Threads through unknown means, but the impact was not too great.

However, Ji Yan was able to split his thousands of blood threads, and countless thin threads were cut off. At the same time, he also lost his spiritual energy, and seemed to be dead, scattered between the sky and the earth.

The next moment, Ji Yan's figure appeared in Long Jian's sight.

Ji Yan, with sharp eyes and stern face, stood in the void, dressed in white and looking like a Nine Heavens Sword God descending to earth.

Ji Yan held a long sword and looked at Long Jian quietly.

Calm gaze. Long Jian couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, and his soul trembled again.

At this moment, Long Jian had a clear understanding that they had offended the wrong person.

Neither Lu Shaoqing nor Ji Yan were ordinary people.

He is young and extremely talented. He is less than a hundred years old and is already in the realm of refining the void. He holds a powerful sword technique and has terrifying fighting power.

There was something strange about both of them, and neither of them were normal people.

They all have an abnormal style of painting.

When normal people come to cause trouble for abnormal people, do we need to say what the consequences are?

Long Jian stared at the divine sword that was about to be unsheathed, and he felt unwilling to do so, "Have you consolidated it so quickly?"

"I do not believe!"

He refused to believe this fact.

As long as Ji Yan hasn't been completely consolidated, he still has a chance.

When Ji Yan heard this, he looked at him calmly. Suddenly, the aura on Ji Yan's body suddenly shook, rising steadily.

Long Jian was shocked, and so were the onlookers in the distance.