My senior brother is too strong

The sword is like a meteor, streaking across the sky, the sword's intention is surging, and the space is rippled like the surface of a lake.

Every ripple caused the space to crack.

The terrifying power, even if it is blocked by a large formation, still frightens many people.

"Who is this?"

"horrible."

"Oh my god, is this the Mi family's swordsmanship?"

Mi Fei burst out laughing, her voice shrill, as proudly as a hen laying eggs, "It's my ancestor of the Mi family!"

"If he takes action, Lu Shaoqing will be dead!"

Many ancestors of the Mi family have died, and there is only one true ancestor left. .??.

This time, he was sent out to carve out a future for the Mi family.

As long as Lu Shaoqing doesn't die, the Mi family will have no future.

Only when Lu Shaoqing dies can the Mi family feel at ease.

Lu Shaoqing now stood there motionless, eyes closed, looking defenseless.

It looked like he was asleep, but everyone believed that Lu Shaoqing must have been injured, maybe completely unconscious, otherwise he wouldn't be standing still.

Otherwise, who would remain motionless during a battle with the door wide open?

He must be in a coma, unconscious and unable to defend himself.

With such a great opportunity, the ancestor of the Mi family, who hated Lu Shaoqing deeply, took the lead to take action.

The sword light contained the anger and murderous intention of him and the Mi family. It turned into a rainbow and hit Lu Shaoqing hard in the eyes of all the monks in Rucheng and the eager eyes of the Mi family.

"boom!"

The sword light surged, like the sun exploding, and the light was dazzling.

The sword light flying everywhere cut the surrounding space into pieces.

Under the power of the rules, the world around Lu Shaoqing turned into swords, constantly cutting, and the space was ravaged again.

"good!"

People from the four major families couldn't help but cheer loudly.

The people of the Mi family were trembling with excitement and shouted loudly.

Mi Fei looked up to the sky and smiled, "Haha, he is dead. My ancestor struck out with all his strength, how could he not die?"

"Haha, Lu Shaoqing, you also have today, haha. Uh."

The next moment, Mi Fei couldn't laugh anymore. The rest of her laughter was stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

In the picture, the sword light dispersed.

Lu Shaoqing's figure still stood erect on the spot. He opened his eyes, yawned, moved his mouth and said something.

Lu Shaoqing did not hide it, and the movement of his lips was clearly seen by the monks outside.

Everyone knew what Lu Shaoqing was talking about.

Lu Shaoqing's voice seemed to ring in my ears, "Have you not eaten?"

I knew what Lu Shaoqing said through lip reading. At this moment, the entire city of Rucheng fell into a dead silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

No one expected what Lu Shaoqing said.

What does it mean to dare to say this?

Lu Shaoqing continued to speak, "Have you finished the beating?"

"It will be perfect if you increase the intensity. Then I can fall asleep well."

Dead silence, dead silence again.

Thirteen Mahayana stage joint attacks, but the Mi family ancestor's attack was not strong enough in Lu Shaoqing's mouth?

"Damn it!" The ancestor of the Mi family shouted angrily, "Stop pretending to be here."

"Suffer death!"

The ancestor of the Mi family drew his sword again, but the sword light was a bit dimmer than before.

The long sword in his hand also trembled slightly.

As powerful as he is, his heart is trembling at this moment.

Lu Shaoqing was still alive like this, full of vitality, and without any trace of injury, which made him have a bad premonition.

Fear made him tremble.

However, at this moment, he had no way out. The only way was to bite the bullet and continue to kill.

"kill!"

The ancestor of the Mi family shouted, holding a long sword and advancing directly to kill.

The long sword in his hand erupted with light, covering him, and his whole body seemed to become one with the long sword, sending out a shocking strike.

The man and the sword merged into one, once again splitting the heaven and the earth and tearing apart the space.

At the same time, the ancestor of the Mi family was changing the rules around him.

Making him even sharper, with various increases, he seemed to have turned into the sharpest magic weapon in the world.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing standing motionless, the Mi family ancestor's eyes became even crazier.

Not hiding?

Well, suffer death!

"when!"

The long sword stabbed Lu Shaoqing's body hard, but it made a sound of gold and iron.

Even across the formation, the monks outside Rucheng seemed to hear a huge noise, deafening.

The shock wave of the collision spread, and the surrounding space collapsed and annihilated in an instant.

The ancestor of the Mi family was also shaken to pieces, and the powerful force of the shock made his body numb, as if his whole body was falling apart.

He shook his head, thinking about drawing his sword and retreating, but found that it didn't move at all.

Taking a closer look, Lu Shaoqing's hand was already firmly holding his long sword.

"you."

The ancestor of the Mi family looked up and saw Lu Shaoqing grinning at him.

The bad feeling had reached its peak. Without saying a word, he immediately let go of his hand, intending to distance himself first.

However, it's too late!

The huge consciousness was pressed down heavily like the sky was falling.

"ah!"

The ancestor of the Mi family, who was unprepared for this, screamed and fell into a trance.

Just like that, he paid the price.

Lu Shaoqing waved his fist and punched him hard.

"Poof!" With a sound, under the gaze of thousands of monks in Rucheng, the body of the ancestor of the Mi family fell into pieces.

Punched like a watermelon.

"ah!"

Countless Mi family monks let out shrill screams, as if the punch hit them and blew them up.

The Mi family held their heads and couldn't believe what they saw.

"Impossible, ah, impossible."

Yes, how is that possible?

Although my ancestor of the Mi family is not as good as Mi You, he is still in the Mahayana stage.

The strength is there, at least at the mid-range level.

Even if he loses to Lu Shaoqing, he won't be beaten to death by Lu Shaoqing's punch.

We are all human beings, and we are all in the Mahayana stage. Why do our ancestors appear so fragile?

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

The ancestor of the Mi family was beaten to death, and the remaining twelve Mahayana figures also appeared one after another. The sword was like a meteor, crossing the sky, the sword's intention was surging, and the space was rippled like the surface of a lake.

Every ripple caused the space to crack.

The terrifying power, even if it is blocked by a large formation, still frightens many people.

"Who is this?"

"horrible."

"Oh my god, is this the Mi family's swordsmanship?"

Mi Fei burst out laughing, her voice shrill, as proudly as a hen laying eggs, "It's my ancestor of the Mi family!"

"If he takes action, Lu Shaoqing will be dead!"

Many ancestors of the Mi family have died, and there is only one true ancestor left.

This time, he was sent out to carve out a future for the Mi family.

As long as Lu Shaoqing doesn't die, the Mi family will have no future.

Only when Lu Shaoqing dies can the Mi family feel at ease.

Lu Shaoqing now stood there motionless, eyes closed, looking defenseless.

It looked like he was asleep, but everyone believed that Lu Shaoqing must have been injured, maybe completely unconscious, otherwise he wouldn't be standing still.

Otherwise, who would remain motionless during a battle with the door wide open?

He must be in a coma, unconscious and unable to defend himself.

With such a great opportunity, the ancestor of the Mi family, who hated Lu Shaoqing deeply, took the lead to take action.

The sword light contained the anger and murderous intention of him and the Mi family. It turned into a rainbow and hit Lu Shaoqing hard in the eyes of all the monks in Rucheng and the eager eyes of the Mi family.

"boom!"

The sword light surged, like the sun exploding, and the light was dazzling.

The sword light flying everywhere cut the surrounding space into pieces.

Under the power of the rules, the world around Lu Shaoqing turned into swords, constantly cutting, and the space was ravaged again.

"good!"

People from the four major families couldn't help but cheer loudly.

The people of the Mi family were trembling with excitement and shouted loudly.

Mi Fei looked up to the sky and smiled, "Haha, he is dead. My ancestor struck out with all his strength, how could he not die?"

"Haha, Lu Shaoqing, you also have today, haha. Uh."

The next moment, Mi Fei couldn't laugh anymore. The rest of her laughter was stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

In the picture, the sword light dispersed.

Lu Shaoqing's figure still stood erect on the spot. He opened his eyes, yawned, moved his mouth and said something.

Lu Shaoqing did not hide it, and the movement of his lips was clearly seen by the monks outside.

Everyone knew what Lu Shaoqing was talking about.

Lu Shaoqing's voice seemed to ring in my ears, "Have you not eaten?"

I knew what Lu Shaoqing said through lip reading. At this moment, the entire city of Rucheng fell into a dead silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

No one expected what Lu Shaoqing said.

What does it mean to dare to say this?

Lu Shaoqing continued to speak, "Have you finished the beating?"

"It will be perfect if you increase the intensity. Then I can fall asleep well."

Dead silence, dead silence again.

Thirteen Mahayana stage joint attacks, but the Mi family ancestor's attack was not strong enough in Lu Shaoqing's mouth?

"Damn it!" The ancestor of the Mi family shouted angrily, "Stop pretending to be here."

"Suffer death!"

The ancestor of the Mi family drew his sword again, but the sword light was a bit dimmer than before.

The long sword in his hand also trembled slightly.

As powerful as he is, his heart is trembling at this moment.

Lu Shaoqing was still alive like this, full of vitality, and without any trace of injury, which made him have a bad premonition.

Fear made him tremble.

However, at this moment, he had no way out. The only way was to bite the bullet and continue to kill.

"kill!"

The ancestor of the Mi family shouted, holding a long sword and advancing directly to kill.

The long sword in his hand erupted with light, covering him, and his whole body seemed to become one with the long sword, sending out a shocking strike.

The man and the sword merged into one, once again splitting the heaven and the earth and tearing apart the space.

At the same time, the ancestor of the Mi family was changing the rules around him.

Making him even sharper, with various increases, he seemed to have turned into the sharpest magic weapon in the world.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing standing motionless, the Mi family ancestor's eyes became even crazier.

Not hiding?

Well, suffer death!

"when!"

The long sword stabbed Lu Shaoqing's body hard, but it made a sound of gold and iron.

Even across the formation, the monks outside Rucheng seemed to hear a huge noise, deafening.

The shock wave of the collision spread, and the surrounding space collapsed and annihilated in an instant.

The ancestor of the Mi family was also shaken to pieces, and the powerful force of the shock made his body numb, as if his whole body was falling apart.

He shook his head, thinking about drawing his sword and retreating, but found that it didn't move at all.

Taking a closer look, Lu Shaoqing's hand was already firmly holding his long sword.

"you."

The ancestor of the Mi family looked up and saw Lu Shaoqing grinning at him.

The bad feeling had reached its peak. Without saying a word, he immediately let go of his hand, intending to distance himself first.

However, it's too late!

The huge consciousness was pressed down heavily like the sky was falling.

"ah!"

The ancestor of the Mi family, who was unprepared for this, screamed and fell into a trance.

Just like that, he paid the price.

Lu Shaoqing waved his fist and punched him hard.

"Poof!" With a sound, under the gaze of thousands of monks in Rucheng, the body of the ancestor of the Mi family fell into pieces.

Punched like a watermelon.

"ah!"

Countless Mi family monks let out shrill screams, as if the punch hit them and blew them up.

The Mi family held their heads and couldn't believe what they saw.

"Impossible, ah, impossible."

Yes, how is that possible?

Although my ancestor of the Mi family is not as good as Mi You, he is still in the Mahayana stage.

The strength is there, at least at the mid-range level.

Even if he loses to Lu Shaoqing, he won't be beaten to death by Lu Shaoqing's punch.

We are all human beings, and we are all in the Mahayana stage. Why do our ancestors appear so fragile?

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

The ancestor of the Mi family was beaten to death, and the remaining twelve Mahayana disciples also showed their figures.