My brother is too strong.

Kushima's face was filled with horror. He had used all his strength in this strike.

Although he could still stand, his spiritual energy was consumed greatly, and he felt empty and uncomfortable, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

It would take him half a day to recover to his peak state.

As for his opponent, Ji Yan, he acted as if nothing had happened.

He was still elegant, his expression was normal, and his breathing did not change at all.

Is he really that strong?

Ji Yan's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he was a little excited. He said to Kushima, "Come on, that strike just now was not bad."

Being able to block this strike of his was considered good.

Kushima's face darkened. Not bad?

This was a strike that I used all my strength on, and you said it was not bad?

Are you humiliating me?

"Damn it!"

The eyes that had originally recovered their clarity became red again, and this time his reason was completely devoured.

A faint breath that was visible to the naked eye emanated from his body, spreading all over his body, and endless wailing and screaming rang out around the space.

Gusts of cold wind blew around him, and the cold wind was piercing, as if it could freeze people's souls, like the reappearance of the Yellow Springs Hell, with countless wronged souls wailing and screaming.

"Go to hell!"

Kushuma wielded a long sword, and as his name suggests, he looked like a madman.

"Yellow Spring Slash!"

The long sword slashed at Ji Yan again, and in an instant, Ji Yan seemed to see a Yellow Spring River with yellow water, and countless wronged souls struggling in the water. Countless ghost hands stretched out from the depths of the Yellow Spring River, trying to drag Ji Yan down to the Yellow Spring.

The wronged souls wailed and screamed along with the sword light, disturbing people's minds.

Ji Yan snorted, and the illusion in front of him disappeared, and he drew his sword again.

The dazzling sword light was like a rising sun, and the sharp sword intent burst out.

Countless wronged souls seemed to have seen the sun, wailing even more fiercely and finally disappeared in the sword light.

The third level of sword intent burst out, even Kuxiu Mo, who had comprehended the sword intent, had to be shocked at this moment.

The two were evenly matched in the previous sword attack, but this time.

Kuxiu Mo's sword was like a mantis trying to stop a car without knowing its own strength, and was easily crushed.

The sharp sword intent defeated Kuxiu Mo's attack, carrying supreme power and covering Kuxiu Mo.

Kuxiu Mo felt the breath of death, as if the god of death appeared and told him that he was going to take his life.

The terrified Kuxiu Mo once again felt the gap between him and Ji Yan.

"Ah!"

Kuxiu Mo once again tried his best. This time, he had to resist Ji Yan's sword with all his strength. If he couldn't resist it, he would die.

Kuxiumo went crazy. He felt that he was in the boundless sword intent. The sword intent was like a group of piranhas, attacking him, biting his flesh and blood, and devouring everything about him.

When the sword light disappeared, everything calmed down.

Kuxiumo could no longer hold on. He half-knelt on the ground. His body was covered with countless wounds and blood, and he was in a very miserable state.

Kuxiumo breathed heavily. For the first time, he felt that being alive was so beautiful.

For the first time, he felt the preciousness of life.

Just now, he felt that he was going to die, and this was the end of his life.

Ji Yan was still the same as before, with a steady breath and a normal look.

It seemed that the battle just now was just as easy as a child playing house for him.

Looking at Ji Yan, Kuxiumo was full of fear.

He couldn't see through Ji Yan. He suddenly felt that Ji Yan in front of him was an abyss, with unfathomable strength, and people could never see clearly.

He recalled what Rong Dun said.

Kuxiu Mo didn't believe Rong Dun's words that he killed Ku Jie with one sword.

His nephew was a genius of the Ku family, a top genius in Xiji. Even if he was defeated, he couldn't be so miserable that he was cut by a sword.

Kuxiu Mo couldn't even cut Ku Jie with one sword.

How could anyone do that?

Unless the opponent was in the Spiritualization Realm.

Now, Kuxiu Mo believed it.

His nephew, a genius that the Ku family had high hopes for, was indeed no match for the man in front of him.

It was not surprising that he was cut by a sword.

Ji Yan's sword had already made Kuxiu Mo sure of Ji Yan's strength.

Invincible in the same realm.

Ji Yan looked at Kuxiu Mo calmly and asked, "Can you still fight?"

Kuxiu Mo gritted his teeth and stood up, full of vigilance.

He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Stop pretending here, if you want to take action, do it quickly."

Ji Yan and the Ku family have become mortal enemies, and Ku Xiu Mo doesn't think Ji Yan will let him go.

When Ji Yan saw Ku Xiu Mo like this, his fighting spirit faded and he couldn't muster up the energy.

He said to Ku Xiu Mo, "You go."

It's really boring.

Ji Yan put away the idea of ​​fighting and let Ku Xiu Mo go back.

Ku Xiu Mo was stunned and once suspected that he had heard it wrong.

No way, he is going to let him go?

Since his debut, Ku Xiu Mo has fought countless battles of all sizes., never heard the words "go away".

The most common words heard are "go to hell".

Once the Saint Clan starts fighting, they must root out the enemies and never let them have a chance to come back.

Facing Ji Yan, he knew that his strength was a little bit weaker and he was ready for a fight to the death.

But he didn't expect Ji Yan to stop fighting and let him go.

Is this person from the Saint Clan?

Kuxiu Mo even doubted Ji Yan's identity.

"What are you talking about?" Kuxiu Mo frowned and said with anger, "A warrior can be killed but not humiliated."

"You are too weak, you are not my opponent," Ji Yan did not intend to humiliate Kuxiu Mo, "It's meaningless for you to fight like this, go."

"Do you have any masters in your Ku family? Let them come, I'll wait."

The Ku family still has three Yuanying, and Kuxiu Mo should be the weakest one.

Even if the strongest ancestor came, Ji Yan would not be afraid.

He couldn't beat him, but he could run.

After Ji Yan finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Kuxiumo in the same place.

"Damn it..."

Kuxiumo became even angrier, the veins on his hand holding the long sword bulged, and he squirmed like a worm.

The killing intent was soaring, twisting his expression, he wanted to rush up and fight with Ji Yan.

But as Ji Yan said, he was not Ji Yan's opponent.

Now he was seriously injured and had no confidence that he could beat Ji Yan.

Kuxiumo finally gritted his teeth and left, returning to the Ku family's city, Danyin City.

After returning, the Ku family, one of the only three remaining Yuanyings of the Ku family, Ku Jie's father, Kuxiumo's eldest brother, Kuxiushen, a third-level Yuanying existence.

Kuxiushen was a little more stable than Kuxiumo, and his skin was a little whiter.

After seeing his brother come back, he asked, "How is it? Did you kill that man?"

His tone was full of expectation. His son, the son he was proud of, was actually killed.

How could he swallow this anger?

For both public and private reasons, the person who killed his son must die.

As the head of the family and the lord of the city, it was not convenient for him to leave Shanyin City, so he asked his younger brother to avenge his son.

Kuxiumo shook his head, his expression heavy, and said bitterly, "No, I am not his opponent."

"What?"

Kuxiushen was stunned and couldn't believe it.

Kuxiumo is at the third level of Yuanying, a sharp knife of the Ku family, who has killed countless people and even the ancestors praised him for his murderous aura.

Kuxiumo's strength is even stronger than his, but now he says he is not the opponent of that person.

"He is very strong, please help, grandpa..."