My senior brother is too strong

"Qiang!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed throughout the world, and the sharp sword intent spread around like a storm.

The sharp aura seemed to destroy the world.

The scalp of the sycamore tree was numb, and the sharp aura hit him, giving him the illusion that someone was cutting down the wood with a saw and cutting his body. .??.

The surrounding trees, flowers, grass, stones and soil were instantly shattered under the impact of this sword intent.

All the trees in the surrounding area fell down, sending up billows of smoke and dust.

Also strangled was Void Wind Spirit, who pounced on Ji Yan.

Invisible sword intent passed by, and the huge storm group suddenly stopped in place.

Even the wind stopped.

Slowly, after a few breaths, the storm group dissipated, and the jelly-like Void Wind Spirit revealed its true body. The true body also slowly dissipated, and finally disappeared completely, dissipating into the sky without leaving a trace.

Ji Yan stood on the ground holding a long sword, his white clothes moving with the wind, like a god descending to earth, invincible in the world.

"This this."

The sycamore tree was frightened to death and sat down on the ground, terrified.

What is this operation?

This world is different from the outside world, so why can Ji Yan still use his sword power?

Monster!

Wutongshu looked at Ji Yan with shock in his eyes, and even started to worship him.

Having lived for so long, he has seen countless geniuses, but this is the first time he has seen a genius like Ji Yan.

Sure enough, such a genius is the one worth following.

Although Xiao Yi was also amazed, he was not as shocked as the sycamore tree.

This is my senior brother.

Nothing could ever hold him back.

In the face of any difficulties, he always moves forward and never retreats.

Ji Yan put away his sword, flew back in the air, landed next to the two of them, and said calmly, "Let's go."

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother," Xiao Yi turned into a curious baby, leaned next to Ji Yan, and asked, "How did you do it?"

Ji Yan looked forward and replied casually, "Although there are no rules in this world, there are still rules if there are no rules, and cutting them off is the way to go."

"Oh!" Xiao Yi seemed to understand. He said oh and asked again, "Is it difficult?"

Ji Yan glanced at her and said, "Just try harder."

"hey-hey."

Xiao Yi seemed to be praised, and she immediately laughed proudly like Ji Yan.

The sycamore tree next to it was speechless.

Listen, is this what people say?

Can ordinary people do this?

Just work harder?

Does this have anything to do with effort?

This world is full of people who are working hard.

As cultivators, 90% of them work hard, otherwise how can they go on?

However, in cultivation, is hard work alone effective?

If hard work works, why do you need talent?

And it's not just an ordinary talent, it requires extreme talent to do this.

Cut off the rules?

You make even a Mahayana man dare not pat his chest and say such things.

Sure enough, he is the person I should follow, he talks so arrogantly.

Wutongshu couldn't help but ask Ji Yan, "Sir, have you regained your full strength?"

He understood what Ji Yan meant.

The reason why this world has no rules is because certain rules from the outside world have affected this place, causing it to become a new world.

Ji Yan directly cut off the rules that affected this place.

Let him be no different here than in the outside world.

Ji Yan shook his head, "No, I'm just recovering some of my strength."

After finishing speaking, his tone was a bit disappointed, "I'm still too weak to cut them all off."

"There's nothing I can do to help you."

Wutongshu rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to Ji Yan.

You are already strong, okay?

Don't you see that an old antique like me can't even do this?

Sure enough, geniuses love to show off.

This is called forced style.

Of course, that bastard boy just loves to show off.

Ji Yan recovered part of his strength. With a wave of his hand, he took Xiao Yi and the sycamore tree into the sky and flew towards the distance.

Flying in the sky, you can see farther and clearer.

The ground was green, and Wutong Tree found that the trees here were all the same. Looking down from high, it looked like a dense forest, a gray world.

The top of the head is white and the ground is gray, like polarization.

Looking down from a high altitude, it is easy to spot the void wind spirits on the ground. They are wandering on the earth like lonely ghosts.

The range in which they wander is fixed, and even the wind blowing is within a fixed range.

Gu Yan said that they flew over from the sky without disturbing them.

As for how the Void Wind Spirit on the ground came from, you only need to observe it to know.

Occasionally, a whirlpool will fall from the sky. The whirlpool will fall to the ground with the wind, and then expand instantly and become a wind mass.

This is like a child who lives a carefree life in the sky as a void spirit, and then falls to the earth and becomes an adult, with his own fixed range.

The Void Wind Spirit in the sky is white. After falling to the ground, the surface of the Void Wind Spirit turns gray.

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Xiao Yi saw the process of Void Wind Spirit growing up and guessed, "This is probably the place where Void Wind Spirit was born."

"When you grow up to a certain point, do you go out to make trouble?"

Wutongshu nodded, "That should be it."

There were only plants here and no animals. At least they didn't see any animals along the way.

"What else could be here?" Xiao Yi curiously guessed.

The next moment, Xiao Yi and Wutong Shu couldn't help but widen their eyes. In the distance, a black shadow stood in the sky and earth.

After getting closer and seeing the outline of the black shadow clearly, Xiao Yi called out, "Is it a sword?"

From a distance, it is even more exaggerated than a 10,000-meter-high mountain.

Then Xiao Yi looked at Ji Yan flying in front of him.

No wonder the senior brother said something was calling him. Is it this sword?

Soon, Ji Yan brought Xiao Yi and the others here.

They also saw clearly the true identity of the sword.

This is a broken sword, broken in the middle, the sword body is gray, the hilt is broken, and it is inserted sideways into the ground.

The ground was full of cracks that stretched far into the distance. Although they were cracks, in the eyes of Ji Yan and others, they were rifts with an abyss.

It seemed to be interrupted, then fell from the sky and landed here.

The slanted sword points across the sky, seeming to express desolation and silence.

The remnants of the broken sword, and a tragic aura filled the hearts of Ji Yan and the others.

Looking at the broken sword, Xiao Yi and Wutong Shu's eyes were red, and they had the urge to cry.

They couldn't tell why, but they just wanted to cry.

There was a bit of confusion on Ji Yan's face. He came to the ground, but when he saw the black color, Ji Yan showed murderous intent.