My senior brother is too strong

Lu Shaoqing's sad and angry voice sounded like the sound of nature to the ears of many saint monks.

Many people even laughed, with pride in their tone, expectation in their expressions, and cruelty in their eyes.

Mu Yong looked at the falling fingers. There was a faint mist lingering on the fingers, which looked very elegant.

But the powerful aura and terrifying murderous intention emanating from it made people feel chilly in their hearts.

It was as if the Immortal Emperor above the Nine Heavens stretched out a finger to crush an ant.

Mu Yong stared at the man in black robe opposite, "What is he going to do?"

"As a Holy Lord, if you take action personally, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

What is the identity of the Holy Lord?

He is the most powerful being on Han Star, with unfathomable strength and extremely respected status.

He is Emperor Hanxing, the most noble person in Hanxing.

To the Holy Lord, Lu Shaoqing and the others were just ordinary mortals, not worth mentioning.

Even if he has some talent, he will not be taken seriously by the Holy Lord.

Even if he wanted to kill them, he didn't have to do it himself.

As an emperor, personally killing a few mortals is an act of lowering one's status.

The man in black robe laughed, but his tone was very cold and full of disgust, "They are so useless, they didn't even force Zhang Zheng's true strength out."

"The Avatar cannot come in, so he can only take action himself."

"Real strength?" Mu Yong was shocked and realized, "It turns out that the target has always been him."

"Why?"

Mu Yong was puzzled by this, "Compared with strength, Ji Yan is stronger, why him?"

The man in black robe, whose face was hidden under the black robe, had a different look in his eyes, "That kid is very evil, but he is very useful, haha."

At the end of the sentence, he couldn't help laughing.

"This time, the strength of the Saint Clan will be further enhanced.

Step by step, return to the ancestral star and fulfill the last wishes of our ancestors is just around the corner! "

Mu Yong was shocked again. What was Lu Shaoqing's background and such a big role?

"What's the use of that kid?" Mu Yong stared at the man in black robe, showing murderous intent.

"You want to know? Come back." The man in black robe did not explain, but stared at Mu Yong faintly, "You have been away for too long, and you have fallen behind on many things."

"Don't even think about it!" Mu Yong was determined and looked into the distance.

The man in black robe didn't force it, he just laughed and said, "That's all, you will come back sooner or later, but you just have to watch it now."

In the distance, Lu Shaoqing was extremely sad and angry.

The huge fingers falling from the sky were slow and the rumbling sound was deafening.

As it fell, the world seemed to collapse, and the powerful pressure made the three of them breathless.

Xiao Yi's teeth were chattering, "Senior, senior brother."

Xiao Yi was the weakest. Blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, her face was pale, and her body was shivering instinctively.

The terrifying aura coming from her fingers made her shiver.

This smell is so terrifying.

Ji Yan's eyes were burning, staring closely at the huge finger in the sky.

The Wuqiu sword behind him buzzed and trembled.

A strong fighting spirit broke out.

This was the Holy Lord's personal action. Ji Yan couldn't wait to rush forward and test the Holy Lord's powerful strength.

However, it is a pity that he is in a very bad state now, his body is empty, and he can exert less than 10% of his strength.

The battle with Jianwu left him severely disabled and his strength was exhausted, at least

It will take a month or two to recover.

Lu Shaoqing cursed and held Mo Jun's sword in his hand.

Ji Yan said to him, "It's up to you."

"Watch your sister," Lu Shaoqing said without looking back, "Get out of here."

Lu Shaoqing swung his sword, and as soon as he released it, he performed the third form of the Lihuo Sword Technique.

Lihuo burns the sky.

The sky seemed to be covered with kerosene, and when it encountered sparks, it instantly ignited flames all over the sky.

White flames ignited, covering the entire sky in just an instant.

The world seemed to be burned by flames, and the terrifying temperature filled the air, causing the faces of the saint monks who were watching the battle from a distance to change drastically.

"Is this guy so strong?"

"This is a joke."

As soon as Lu Shaoqing took action, flames enveloped the entire sky. Looking from a distance, his huge fingers were surrounded by flames, as if they were about to be melted by the overwhelming flames.

The saint monks felt the terrifying temperature coming from him, and they knew that Lu Shaoqing's strength was far beyond their imagination.

Many people looked ugly. They were still laughing at Lu Shaoqing's strength before, but now it seems that Lu Shaoqing's strength is no worse than Ji Yan's.

Looking at the entire sky turning red, the blazing flames seemed to burn the sky to ashes. The huge hands had already been immersed in the flames, making it difficult to see.

Many people are worried.

The Holy Lord shouldn't be able to defeat that human race, right?

If so, it would be a huge blow to them.

But soon, the saint monks breathed a sigh of relief.

The huge fingers continued to fall, and the flames clinging to them were extinguished.

There are no traces of burning on the surface of the fingers.

"Great, haha, he

How could he be the Holy Lord's opponent? "

"Naive, do you think you can win over the Holy Lord this way?"

"The Holy Lord is the most powerful."

"The Holy Lord is mighty!"

Lu Shaoqing frowned even more when he saw this.

Grandma Li's damn Holy Lord, you have lived so much in vain, and yet you are so unethical that you came to sneak attack on this handsome guy like him.

Ma De, you must have seen me handsome. Are you so narrow-minded when you become the Holy Lord?

"Holy Lord, you shameless stingy guy!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Lu Shaoqing shouted to the sky again.

Then Mo Jun sword was swung out, still the third form of the Lihuo Sword Technique.

The flames all over the sky appeared again, but this time, the white flames turned into black, forming a sea of ​​black fire.

Blossoming black flames were flying all over the sky like flying crows.

Although it is a flame, it exudes a strange aura, giving people a cold and cold feeling.

The black flame was once again attached to the finger, and this time, the situation seemed to have changed.

The huge fingers made a sizzling sound and emitted black smoke, as if they were corroded, and pits appeared on the surface.

This scene shocked everyone.

Is this human race really that powerful?

Jian Wu, who finally woke up, also saw this scene and almost fainted from fear again.

Is that damn human race so powerful?

If this move had been taken at that time, would he have been corroded into slag?

Lu Shaoqing's face just showed some joy when suddenly his huge fingers accelerated suddenly. One moment it was as slow as a snail, and the next moment it was like lightning.

It was as fast as teleporting, and he appeared in front of Lu Shaoqing in the blink of an eye.

He crushed him to the ground hard.