My brother is too strong.

Lu Shaoqing's words stunned He Zhengran and the other two.

Is there anyone else?

The three looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

He Zhengran reacted and sneered, "To deal with you, do I need to call other people?"

"I can deal with you alone."

Lu Shaoqing pointed at Jiao Yiqing and Sima Jun, "You called them, aren't they human?"

This sentence offended all three people.

He Zhengran roared, "Go to hell!"

He slapped Lu Shaoqing with both palms.

Countless spiritual powers vented from his body.

His hands were slightly bent, and the spiritual power vented was like the stars in the sky, emitting a little bit of brilliance, beautiful and deadly.

The majestic spiritual power was divided into two in the air, like two poisonous snakes with fangs exposed and tongues spitting out, one left and one right echoing each other, strangling Lu Shaoqing.

Wherever he passed, the ground collapsed and sand and stones flew.

The majestic and fierce aura blocked Lu Shaoqing's retreat.

Like a pair of eyes staring at Lu Shaoqing, the slightest movement would bring a thunderous attack.

Sima Jun, who was watching the battle on the side, sneered.

"Brother He's move of two dragons out of the sea is a headache for even me."

Jiao Yiqing nodded slowly, "It can be seen that Brother He hates him so much that he wants to kill him on the spot."

Thinking of Lu Shaoqing's attitude just now, Sima Jun expressed his understanding.

"Not to mention that Lingxiao Sect has taken away Brother He's spiritual veins, just based on the attitude of this kid just now, it is not too much to cut him into pieces."

Jiao Yiqing nodded again, staring at Lu Shaoqing, also with disgust.

"This big sect's disciple, relying on his status to show off his power, should have died long ago."

"It is said that his strength is not very good. Brother He asked us to hold the fort, which is a bit of a big deal."

Just as Jiao Yiqing finished speaking, He Zhengran's attack had already reached Lu Shaoqing.

Two spiritual powers came from the left and the right, whistling, and finally hit Lu Shaoqing fiercely.

He Zhengran's face showed joy.

"It worked!"

He was confident in his attack. Even the middle stage of Jindan did not dare to resist his attack.

"Haha, arrogant guy, go to hell."

However, a voice sounded.

"Who is arrogant? Are you talking about yourself?"

Lu Shaoqing's voice came out in the thick smoke.

The thick smoke dissipated, and He Zhengran saw Lu Shaoqing standing there intact, without moving a step.

He screamed, his voice like an old eunuch, very sharp, "No, impossible."

This was almost his full-strength attack, and Lu Shaoqing was able to withstand it with his flesh?

What kind of fairy joke is this?

Lu Shaoqing rubbed his chest and grinned at He Zhengran, "The strength is good, you have the potential to be a masseur."

"But you are too old, and you are not a woman, no one dares to hire you."

He Zhengran was horrified and couldn't believe it.

He knew that his move was powerful, but he couldn't do anything to Lu Shaoqing, and even his clothes were not torn.

Could it be that he was wearing spiritual armor?

"You, you..."

He Zhengran pointed at Lu Shaoqing, his heart was horrified, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Jiao Yiqing and Sima Jun were also shocked.

He Zhengran is a veteran Jindan cultivator with rich combat experience.

It is impossible for him to fail.

And Lu Shaoqing was fine, which could only mean one thing.

Lu Shaoqing was hiding his strength.

He Zhengran also thought of this possibility.

He gritted his teeth, took out his weapon, a Buddhist dust, and stared at Lu Shaoqing, alert.

"What realm are you in?"

"The realm that can kill you." Lu Shaoqing smiled contemptuously and waved to He Zhengran and the other two, "Since there is no one else, the three of you come together, let me kill you as soon as possible, I'm in a hurry."

Since he knew there were only these three guys, Lu Shaoqing didn't plan to let them go.

After he finished speaking, Lu Shaoqing's breath changed.

A terrifying, powerful breath emanated from Lu Shaoqing.

He Zhengran, Jiao Yiqing, and Sima Jun were as if they had seen a ghost, with horror on their faces.

They all screamed, "Jie, late stage of Jindan?"

Although they didn't know exactly how many levels of Jindan it was, Lu Shaoqing's strength alone was stronger than any of the three of them.

Among He Zhengran, Jiao Yiqing, and Sima Jun, the strongest one is Jiao Yiqing, who is in the middle stage of Jindan, the sixth level.

He Zhengran and Sima Jun are at the same level, the fourth level of the middle stage of Jindan.

He Zhengran and the other two felt their scalps tingling, and their hearts were filled with shock.

They didn't expect that this sect's shame would be so strong.

The three of them were now in a dilemma. They had originally thought thatI used to be a soft persimmon, but now it seems to be a piece of iron.

"What? Are you scared?"

The long sword appeared in his hand, and Lu Shaoqing sneered and raised his long sword.

Since you dare not do it, let me do it.

A sharp sword energy whistled out, emitting a terrifying wave, and the murderous intent was overflowing towards the three people.

The faces of He Zhengran and the other two changed again, and they dodged.

This was the sword energy emitted by a late Jindan cultivator, and they did not dare to resist it head-on.

After He Zhengran dodged, he shouted, "You two, if we don't show our true abilities today, we will die here today."

The Buddhist dust in his hand swung fiercely at Lu Shaoqing and took the lead in attacking.

At this point, we have to fight.

Several rays of light shot out from the Buddhist dust, rolling up an invisible vortex in the air, madly absorbing the last surrounding spiritual energy, and draining all the surrounding spiritual energy.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a fist-sized ball of light, containing terrifying fluctuations, and smashed towards Lu Shaoqing fiercely.

Jiao Yiqing and Sima Jun also used their own special moves.

Jiao Yiqing put two fingers together and operated the magic formula. A white thunder fell from the sky, like a silver snake, flying in the air and swaying down.

A black longbow appeared in Sima Jun's hand. He quickly pulled the bowstring to full, and the longbow lit up a faint light, and a feather arrow condensed by spiritual power appeared.

Sima Jun shouted loudly, released the bowstring in his hand, and the feather arrow suddenly turned into a stream of light, flying stars chasing the moon and rushing straight to Lu Shaoqing's face.

The three Jindan stage joined forces and launched an attack together. The spiritual power rolled, the momentum was huge, and an endless spiritual power storm was set off.

The surrounding space was shaking endlessly, like boiling lake water, layers of ripples rippled out, accompanied by terrifying fluctuations Spread in all directions.

Even Lu Shaoqing felt a sense of pressure when facing the attack of three people.

The three people's realm strength was lower than his, but they were all in the Jindan stage after all.

Even if Lu Shaoqing was confident, he had to deal with it carefully.

Facing the attack of three people, Lu Shaoqing's expression was solemn, and the long sword stabbed gently.

Lihuo Sword Art!

The surroundings became hot...