My brother is too strong.

"Hiss!"

Fu Yunzi gasped.

Many monks who got closer and saw clearly also gasped.

The body of the fallen god was torn and there was no intact part of his body. His left foot was blown away.

Black blood kept flowing out from every part of his body, dripping down drop by drop.

It looked extremely miserable.

It was in the void, and the intact space around it had collapsed and disappeared.

A million miles of space disappeared.

The power of a sword was so terrifying.

Many people rubbed their eyes and couldn't believe what they saw.

They not only doubted their eyes, but also doubted that there was something wrong with their consciousness.

Fu Yunzi and the fallen god fought for so long, thousands of rounds, and gradually gained the upper hand, but he was unable to cause such great damage to the fallen god.

Lv Shaoqing was so good that he injured the fallen god like this with just one sword.

Is this something that a normal Mahayana monk can do?

"He, is he really in the Mahayana stage?"

"No, it's impossible!"

"Why is he so strong?"

The cultivators in the escape world are going crazy.

Everyone is in the Mahayana stage, why is the Mahayana stage Lu Shaoqing so strong, so strong.

They are also in the Mahayana stage, but they are so weak.

Are they fake Mahayana?

Is Lu Shaoqing the real Mahayana?

But!

Even if he is a truly invincible Mahayana, he can't beat the existence of the immortal realm like this, right?

One round, one sword made it like this.

Can two more swords chop the opponent into slag?

Many escape world cultivators are so uncomfortable that they want to vomit blood.

They just despised Lu Shaoqing, a countryman from the outside world.

They said that he was just thundering but not raining, and would not cause any harm to the fallen god.

What was the result?

Lu Shaoqing injured the fallen god with one sword, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

Just now he was screaming in pain.

It hurts.

His face hurts.

But soon someone found another reason, "If it wasn't for the Great Elder holding back the Fallen God Envoy, how could he have hit the Fallen God Envoy?"

"That's right, without the Great Elder, he couldn't do this..."

The cultivator who said these words was not loud, and his breath was insufficient.

Even if the Great Elder held him back, no one else could do what Lu Shaoqing did.

Looking at the Fallen God Envoy, Fu Yunzi's eyes twitched.

Is he so strong?

No wonder the clone said that he was the nemesis of monsters, so this is what he meant?

At the same time, he felt uncomfortable.

He couldn't do this even if he fought to the death.

It's hard not to feel uncomfortable.

Mu Yong tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, his eyes cold.

Mi Ya was beside him, "Master..."

Mi Ya looked at Lu Shaoqing with murderous eyes.

Mu Yong said calmly, "Give up on this idea, you will never be his opponent..."

After saying this, Mu Yong gritted his teeth and added, "I am not his opponent either."

Jian Bei and others were also stunned.

Jian Bei opened his mouth wide and shouted in disbelief, "Big brother is so strong?"

"Am I dreaming?"

He took a direct blow from the fallen angel, but nothing happened, and he was able to fight back.

Being able to fight back is already very powerful, and what is even more terrifying is that he beat the fallen angel like this with one sword.

Fu Yunzi has not done this yet.

Is the big brother stronger than the immortal?

Or is the big brother also an immortal?

"Really powerful!" Meng Xiao's eyes lit up.

Tan Ling opened his mouth wide, this bastard is so strong?

Jian Nan's happy eyes were filled with a trace of loneliness, is he already so strong? Can I still keep up?

Xiao Hong smiled proudly, "Look, I told you, the boss will be fine."

Guan Daniu rubbed his face and felt a dull pain in the place where he was beaten.

This bastard is so strong, how can I deal with him in the future?

Wutongshu patted his chest and felt that his heart could finally fall to the ground.

This bastard boy is ridiculously strong.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the fallen angel, Lu Shaoqing's eyes flashed and he was overjoyed.

There's a chance!

He added some ingredients to the sword just now, and the effect was unexpectedly good.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?

Lu Shaoqing stood with a sword in his hand, shouting at the fallen angel, "I respect the old and love the young, but that doesn't mean I won't beat up little ghosts."

"I won't bother with you, but you're really pushing me?"

"Why do you think I'm easy to bully after you sneak attack me twice?"

"You dare to be so arrogant in front of me, a stinky little ghost? If you have the guts, don't let your parents come out!"

"Stand still, I'll chop you two more times, I guarantee I won't kill you..."

Lu Shaoqing's words spread to everyone's ears, and everyone was frowning.

Fu Yunzi said to himself, "I know the reason."

Arrogant!Who is his enemy and who doesn't want to give him a couple of blows?

The eyes of the fallen angel became even colder, and he also said the first word, "die!"

The killing intent swept through, and the reincarnation mist rolled in his hand, and finally formed the shape of a long sword.

Its eyes were cold, and its body trembled slightly, and a terrifying sword intent burst out from its body.

The sharp breath swept the world, cutting the world into countless small pieces.

Everyone's face changed wildly.

Xiaobai jumped up directly, "Master, Master?"

Wutongshu's scalp was numb, "Ji Yan?"

"Master Ji Yan?" Jian Bei and others were also shocked.

They were very familiar with this sword intent, exactly the same as Ji Yan.

"He is the boss Ji Yan?" Xiaohong almost bit off her tongue.

However, Lu Shaoqing's voice came, "Sister, stop playing tricks here."

"You swallowed my senior brother's sword and took it out? Do you think you are him?"

"I am not afraid of the genuine one, so why would I be afraid of a fake like you?"

"Take my sword!"

Lu Shaoqing swung his sword at the fallen god, and the sword light soared into the sky. The violent sword intent made the escape monk feel suffocated.

The fallen god was also unwilling to be outdone, and swung his sword to fight back.

The sword light was bigger, brighter, and more terrifying.

"Puff!"

The two sword lights collided, and the terrifying sword intent burst out.

"Ah!"

Lu Shaoqing's figure flew backwards and was once again hit thousands of miles away...