My brother is too strong.

Ji Yan and Kan Haokong came to a place a million miles away from the formation. The surrounding mountains and rivers are beautiful, the trees are towering, the spiritual energy is abundant, and there are very few traces of humans.

Below, tigers roared and wolves howled, and huge black shadows passed by from time to time.

Every figure was full of evil spirits, stirring up gusts of fishy wind.

This place is full of poisonous fog and miasma, full of violent beasts, and full of dangers. It is a forbidden place for mortals, and it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to reach here.

Even if you come here, you will be food for wild beasts and fierce beasts.

However, with the arrival of Ji Yan and Kan Haokong.

This place fell into a dead silence.

Whether it is fierce beasts and poisonous insects, or wild beasts and birds, they are sensitive and can feel the terror of Ji Yan and Kan Haokong. They either flee or shrink back into their caves and dare not come out.

Kan Haokong came here, scanning the surrounding environment with eagle-like eyes, and his spiritual sense was like a radar, scanning the surroundings over and over again.

As a Nascent Soul of the famous Saint Clan, Kan Haokong is over 300 years old.

To survive in the harsh environment of Hanxing, caution is the first priority.

After scanning several times, no ambush was found.

Kan Haokong laughed, still not taking Ji Yan seriously, "Human boy, is this the cemetery you chose for yourself?"

Ji Yan shook his head, the old man was too arrogant.

No nonsense, a sword slashed out.

Xiaoyao Sword Art, the sword light was bright, like the sun coming down.

The sword light of a hundred feet, tore the sky, and the world trembled.

The sharp sword intent turned into a huge silver dragon, roaring.

This time, Kan Haokong really felt the horror of Ji Yan's sword.

The sharp sword intent made his body feel like countless needles before it arrived.

His face was extremely solemn. Even if he was physically strong, he didn't dare to resist this sword directly.

He shouted loudly, and his body instantly became stronger like a balloon.

From a distance, he looked like a giant, huge in size, and full of explosive power.

He raised his fist, which was more than twice as big as the fist of an ordinary human.

The surface of his fist was like a layer of black sand, shiny red and black, as hard as steel.

It made people feel that Kan Haokong could collapse a mountain with one punch, and shatter the earth with one punch.

Kan Haokong shouted loudly, punched out with one punch, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, with gusts of wind.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was absorbed and turned into a huge fist, colliding with Ji Yan's sword light.

Countless energies were released, like a meteorite from outer space hitting the ground, causing a strong explosion.

The shock wave raged on the surface, the ground collapsed, and countless cracks were expanding.

Right below the explosion, a huge pit appeared. The towering ancient trees around were torn into wood chips by the turbulent flow, and the area within a few miles was razed to the ground.

In the first round, the two sides were evenly matched.

However, this result was equivalent to Kan Haokong's loss.

His strength was two small realms higher than Ji Yan, but he tied with Ji Yan. If he didn't lose, what would he be?

"Go to hell!"

Kan Haokong roared, like an angry white-haired beast, and disappeared from the spot in an instant, running straight towards Ji Yan.

He was confident of his strong body and planned to get close to Ji Yan and use his advantages to defeat Ji Yan.

However, a swift sword light flashed across.

Kan Haokong's heart was alarmed and he stopped instantly. Ji Yan's long sword almost brushed his nose.

The sharpness of Wuqiu Sword made Kan Haokong sweat coldly.

If he was faster, this sword would definitely injure him seriously.

"Damn it!"

Kan Haokong felt it was a difficult situation.

Ji Yan was holding a magic weapon, so he didn't dare to get close to Ji Yan rashly.

Ji Yan was not as hesitant as Kan Haokong.

For him, no matter how strong the opponent was, all he needed to do was to draw his sword, draw his sword, and draw his sword again.

If one sword can't beat you, then two swords, three swords.

The opponent was a demon, and his realm was stronger than his. Ji Yan didn't give Kan Haokong too much time to think.

He kept attacking him.

Xiaoyao Sword Art cooperated with the sharp edge of Wuqiu Sword, and the sword light turned into a flying silver dragon, attacking Kan Haokong again and again.

The silver dragon transformed by the sharp sword intent was like a real nine-day dragon descending to the earth, suppressing the four directions.

For a while, Kan Haokong was actually forced to retreat again and again.

Kan Haokong was shocked and angry. He never expected that he would be suppressed to this extent by Ji Yan.

After a few rounds, Kan Haokong gritted his teeth, found an opportunity, and quickly teleported away from the battlefield.

Ji Yan did not pursue him, but put away his sword and stood, looking at Kan Haokong proudly.

"Is this the strength?"

Ji Yan's tone was disappointed. He thought the demons were so powerful, but it turned out that they were no different from human cultivators.

"Well,, good!"

Kan Haokong laughed in anger, and he wanted to burn the world to ashes. It was the first time that he was despised by someone, and it was a human cultivator.

Although it was only a short-term suppression, he felt unprecedented humiliation.

He was so angry that his white beard stood up, his eyes were red, and white smoke came out of his head.

For the position of the elder of the holy land, he risked teleporting to this world, the ancestral land of the holy clan.

He came here to turn the tide and to make great contributions.

Instead of coming here to be beaten like this.

If he was teleported back to the holy clan like this, he would still be a fart.

In addition, he did not take Ji Yan seriously when he came here, and acted high and mighty, but now he was slapped in the face by Ji Yan.

The anger in his heart can be imagined. The burning anger had the illusion that he would be burned to ashes.

"Very good."

Kan Haokong shouted, and his body size suddenly increased again, and his body was huge, "It's my turn. "

His body moved violently, almost like teleporting, and he appeared in front of Ji Yan in the blink of an eye.

Ji Yan had been prepared, and Wuqiu Sword slashed out, but this time, Kan Haokong ignored Wuqiu Sword and hit it heavily with his fist.

"Bang!"

A powerful force knocked Ji Yan away, and he flew across dozens of miles like a cannonball.

"Do you think you are invincible just because I let you do a few moves just now?"

"Can you look down on me?"

"Go to hell."

Kan Haokong roared, and now it was his turn to suppress Ji Yan.

Facing the powerful Kan Haokong, Ji Yan did not retreat but advanced, with great surprise in his eyes.

"Okay, this is what I need. "

Kan Haokong was furious. Even after all this, I still can't kill you?

You still dare to fight me? Who do you think you are?

Weak human, damn it.

"Take my move!"

Kan Haokong decided to use his ultimate move.

Ji Yan also had this idea, and raised the Wuqiu Sword, "Take my sword!"

The sword that he had realized was used again, and Kan Haokong's face changed drastically, his hair and beard were all shaking, as if he saw a terrifying existence, and after screaming, he turned and ran away.

The next moment, endless sword light swallowed him...