My senior brother is too strong

The sound of the flute is melodious, like the sound of nature, and there are faint waves in the air.

The sound of the flute promotes waves in the layers, and the invisible waves make people vaguely see petals falling from the sky thousands of miles away.

Countless petals are intertwined to form an invisible big hand caressing it, which is gentle and tranquil, and makes you feel relaxed.

Above the sky, the violent, blazing fireball gradually shrank and its momentum gradually weakened amidst the sound of the flute.

Like a divine beast that chooses people to devour, the divine bird also shrinks slowly amid the sound of the flute. .??.

Lu Shaoqing felt that his sword intent was constantly dissipating, like a turkey being plucked and skinned, weakening layer by layer.

Lu Shaoqing's eyes widened, this Mu Yong was indeed unfathomable.

Now it seems that his intuition was correct.

After a few breaths, Mu Yong's face turned pale, and the sound of the piano continued intermittently. Lu Shaoqing's attack was also weakened to the point where it could not cause any harm to Mu Yong and was easily broken by him.

Mu Yong's face turned pale and he felt very uncomfortable. The sound of the flute just now consumed him a lot, and it was like resisting Lu Shaoqing's attack head-on.

Looking at Lu Shaoqing's cold gaze, Mu Yong shouted again, "Aren't you afraid that the Holy Lord will appear?"

Lu Shaoqing slowly came to Mu Yong, "What's the difference between the Holy Lord appearing and not appearing?"

"You are a despicable little person who doesn't keep your word."

Mu Yong forced a smile on his pale face, "I really didn't tell the Holy Lord that your discovery had nothing to do with me."

Lu Shaoqing didn't believe it and pointed his sword at Mu Yong, wishing to poke a hundred holes in his body. "Other than a despicable villain like you, who else would complain?"

Mu Yong explained the reason, "Actually, there is a kind of insect in the valley where you came in. They will tell the Holy Lord who enters the Absolute Fissure Abyss."

Lu Shaoqing became even more disbelieving and said in an arrogant tone, "If there are bugs, I will not fail to find them."

Surprised by practicing

Divine Technique, his spiritual consciousness is powerful, comparable to the transformation of a god, and his senses are sharp. He has to know that there are bugs in the valley that are watching people.

Mu Yong said, "You may not believe it, but it is the truth."

Lu Shaoqing was silent, and Mu Yong had no need to lie to him.

Lu Shaoqing was very depressed and was careless.

No wonder he felt like someone was staring at him at that time, but he didn't think much about it. Later, when Mu Yong appeared, he thought it was Mu Yong who was watching him.

Lu Shaoqing cursed, "No matter what, you bastard is not a good person."

"Put your head out and let me chop you with a hundred swords. If I can't kill you, I'll let you go."

After saying that, murderous intent filled the air again.

Mu Yong held up his flute and shook it at Lu Shaoqing, "Are you sure you want to continue playing?"

"At that time, both sides will suffer losses."

What answered him was Lu Shaoqing's sword. The sword energy roared like a half-full moon, emitting a faint cold light that froze his heart.

Mu Yong raised the flute in his hand, and the wind blew the flute.

The invisible sound waves collided and resisted Lu Shaoqing's sword.

Mu Yong felt even more pressure and said hurriedly, "Boy, if the fight is too fierce, the Holy Lord will come in person."

"If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Lu Shaoqing stopped and stared at Mu Yong suspiciously, "Is the Holy Lord your son? Or a summoned beast?"

"If you ask him to come, he will come?"

Mu Yong did not explain, "You can give it a try. When the Holy Lord comes here, you three brothers and sisters will be wiped out instantly."

"His," Lu Shaoqing pointed at Mu Yong

He yelled, "It's all because of you. Just wait, sooner or later, I will chop you to death."

Mu Yong's threat really made Lu Shaoqing afraid.

Although I don’t know why the Holy Lord didn’t appear, it’s better than the Holy Lord appearing.

If the Holy Lord doesn't show up, he still has a chance.

The Holy Lord has appeared, at least in the realm of refining the void. No matter how many ways he tries, he has no chance of escaping.

Lu Shaoqing said to Mu Yong very unhappy, "Hand over the sword and you can get out."

"Get away as far as you want. If you dare to appear in front of me next time, I will chop you to death."

Mu Yong is too mysterious, giving him a very dangerous feeling.

In view of this intuition in his heart, he did not dare to push Mu Yong too hard.

Mu Yong laughed, "You are so smart, you know the purpose of my appearance."

"You want to protect him?" Lu Shaoqing looked unkind, murderous again. "Don't go too far."

Mu Yong ignored Lu Shaoqing's murderous intent, "He is not your opponent, and he is not a threat to you. You must be merciful and merciful. Isn't this what you humans like to say the most?"

Lu Shaoqing said coldly, "No, my motto is, kill them all without leaving any trace behind."

"This guy and I already have a mortal feud. I'll kill him first, then kill the old Jianwu guy, and finally kill everyone before I leave."

"They are all here to hunt me down. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

Mu Yong chuckled, "How dare you do this? Not to mention the Holy Lord, those old guys who have transformed into gods or above will take action in an instant. Do you believe it?"

"The Holy Lord asked them to hunt you down, just to use you as a whetstone."

Lu Shaoqing's face became more and more gloomy. He did have this worry.

That's why Luan Xi was spared.

It seems that things are more troublesome than I thought.

He pointed at Jianyi and said to Mu Yong, "Give Jianyi to me, and I can promise you not to kill him."

Mu Yong shook his head, "You know, this is impossible."

Lu Shaoqing yelled, "Is Jianyi your son? Or are you his son?"

Mu Yong refused to cooperate, so Lu Shaoqing could only do the next best thing, "Go and ask Jian Wu to give me another hour, and I will promise to let Jian Yi go."

Mu Yong still laughed. After knowing that Lu Shaoqing gave him a big bomb, Mu Yong felt angry.

How can Lu Shaoqing have an easy time?

He smiled and shook his head, "Who do you think I am? I'm just a nobody, but I don't have such a big reputation for Jian Wu to do anything."

"Really?" After Lu Shaoqing heard this, he immediately waved his sword without saying a word.

He was fierce and murderous, "Then you all go to hell."

"Come if the Holy Spirit comes, or we will die together."

This won't work, that won't work either,

Lihuo Sword Technique, the third form.

Li Huo Burns Heaven!

A white light suddenly lit up above the gray sky.

Then, the gray clouds broke through, and white flames spiraled down.

Like death fire.

The white flames are circling, shaped like a white lotus, and the white flames are burning like a world-destroying fire lotus.

There is a small black flame in the center of the flame. The black flame twists the void. Looking directly at it, it seems as if the soul has been swallowed up.

Mu Yong's expression changed drastically, and Jian Yi even showed despair on his face.