My brother is too strong.

Facing the proud Jian Lan, Lu Shaoqing's face was pale, which really made him feel sick.

Lu Shaoqing turned his head and said to Xuan, "Third Saint, can you shut up those who are not in the Nascent Soul stage? This is a Nascent Soul gathering, and those below the Core Formation stage should not be qualified to speak."

Xuan pretended not to hear this sentence, and said lightly, "Just watch, I believe your senior brother will not sit there and wait for death, right?"

Although he said so, Mu Yong's performance made Xuan not sure whether Lu Shaoqing's senior brother could resist.

The giant whale of thousands of feet, the sword intent contained in it is so terrifying.

Those who are weaker, no matter how many people come, will all kneel in front of this sword.

Just now, even Jian Yi had to be careful to deal with it. Can Ji Yan do it?

Jian Lan and others sneered and prepared to watch the show.

Tan Ling and Shi Liao were very nervous.

They were afraid that Ji Yan would die under this sword.

Tan Ling was especially nervous, her heart was pounding with nervousness.

If Ji Yan couldn't even resist this sword, he would become a huge joke.

Tan Ling would also become a joke, and she would never be able to raise her head in the Holy Land in this life.

The giant whale fell from the sky, like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head, with the momentum of suppressing everything, and smashed into Ji Yan fiercely.

As the giant whale continued to fall, the ground shook more and more strongly.

Countless sword intentions fell like raindrops, the sound of explosions was endless, the ground was in a mess, and countless smoke and dust rose into the sky.

Seeing Mu Yong's attack was so fierce.

People who saw this scene shook their heads.

"No hope, how can he resist?"

"Yes, this power is stronger than what he used against Jian Yida just now, what can Ji Yan use to resist?"

"This guy who doesn't know his place is dead."

"Oh, shit, I bet on him to win, and he died here, my spirit stone..."

"Haha, you died without even seeing Jian Yida, you deserve it..."

Just when everyone thought Ji Yan was dead, a dragon roar sounded in the sky.

Then, a silver-white dragon soared into the sky.

Some people saw this scene and were shocked. Is this Ji Yan's counterattack?

Facing Mu Yong's attack, can Ji Yan fight back?

But Jian Lan couldn't help laughing when she saw this, "Although it is also a sword spirit transformation, it is far inferior to Mu Yong."

"Others are so big, yours is so small, how can you resist?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the picture. Indeed, the dragon transformed by Ji Yan's sword spirit is compared with the giant whale transformed by Mu Yong's sword spirit.

Like an elephant and a kitten.

Lu Shaoqing looked at Jianlan in surprise.

Jianlan saw Lu Shaoqing's surprised expression and thought that Lu Shaoqing was also shocked by her statement.

She couldn't help laughing, "Your senior brother is dead..."

As soon as the words fell, Cui Yu next to him couldn't help but exclaimed, "This..."

Jianlan turned her head and looked at it. She widened her eyes and exclaimed in disbelief, "No, it's impossible."

In the picture, the white dragon rushed up to the sky, as if it rushed out of the belly of a giant whale.

The sword intent of both sides collided violently, and the endless sword intent was like rain, washing the ground again and washing the ground clean.

The violent collision, bursting out a strong light, even for a time made the spectators unable to see what happened.

When the light dissipated, everyone hurriedly looked up and saw that there was only the white dragon in the sky, and Mu Yong's giant whale had disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, the white dragon continued to kill Mu Yong.

The wind rolled and the clouds moved, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The dragon was majestic and ferocious, just like a real dragon descending, and its shocking power swept thousands of miles, shocking all directions.

Mu Yong felt that the dragon seemed to come alive, and the endless pressure was the rolling dragon power, which made all things surrender and could not have the slightest intention of resistance.

Mu Yong was like seeing a ghost, and the indifference on his face disappeared, and he screamed, "You, the third level?"

Mu Yong wanted to curse.

Is this something a human can do?

Is this a realm that can be comprehended in the Nascent Soul stage?

Are you kidding?

Watching the dragon coming from the sky, murderous, and the powerful pressure almost distorted the space.

Mu Yong had to burst out with spiritual power all over his body.

Even the people watching through the screen had an illusion that Mu Yong had turned into a giant standing tall.

Mu Yong slashed with a sword, and the long sword in his hand also turned into a giant sword that could support the sky, and slashed down with one sword.

This sword was like splitting the whole world apart and causing the sky and earth to collapse.

A sword light of a thousand feet fell down and collided with the dragon that came from the sky.

"Boom!"

After a loud noise, the people watching the battle suddenly lost sight of the scene.

"This..." Everyone was shocked.

What happened? Is the world destroyed?

"What, what happened?""What happened?"

Jianlan, Cui Yu and others were also shouting, not understanding what happened.

Tan Ling looked at Lu Shaoqing nervously, and Lu Shaoqing said, "Is there a power outage?"

In fact, it was the collision between Ji Yan and Mu Yong, which was too powerful and affected a wide range, and just destroyed the nearby formation.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

"What are the people of the District Clan doing?"

"Recover quickly..."

The people outside started arguing, watching the most intense collision between the two sides, and the chain fell before the result came out.

The tribesmen on the District Clan also hurriedly activated other formations, and soon, the picture was restored.

But the distance was a bit far, so they could only watch from a distance.

Ji Yan and Mu Yong had stopped fighting, and both sides had no intention of continuing to fight.

The area of ​​thousands of miles centered on the two people was in ruins, everything on the surface was strangled into slag, and the ground looked bare.

Because the picture was lost, only the two parties knew the real result of the fight just now.

Mu Yong laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, you are really strong, let's stop here."

After saying that, he planned to leave.

Ji Yan, who had comprehended the third level of sword intent, his strength was self-evident.

Even if Mu Yong was at the sixth level of Yuanying, he was not sure that he could beat Ji Yan at the fifth level of Yuanying.

And the purpose of his coming here had been achieved.

However, Ji Yan did not intend to let him leave.

Ji Yan said lightly, "Since you are here, do you want to leave like this?"

Ji Yan's purpose of coming here to participate in the competition was to fight and learn from masters from all walks of life.

He could not care less about ordinary weaklings, and he could not raise his spirits.

Now that a master appeared, how could Ji Yan let him go easily?

He liked strong opponents.

"Fight!" Ji Yan shouted, and Wuqiu Sword was used. This time he took the lead in drawing the sword...