My brother is too strong.

Everyone was speechless. Are you not worried at all?

Since just now, Xiong's eyes have been on Lu Shaoqing from time to time, and he has been observing Lu Shaoqing quietly.

What makes Xiong feel strange is that Lu Shaoqing's expression has not fluctuated too much.

He always has a smile on his face, which makes people unable to see what he is thinking.

Xiong even thinks that he is not as good as Lu Shaoqing.

He usually smiles, but sometimes, his thoughts are still exposed on the surface.

But Lu Shaoqing does not.

From the time he came in until now, he has been observing, but he can't see through Lu Shaoqing.

Xiong's eyes fell on the two people fighting on the screen.

Looking at the young man in white, he was secretly curious.

How strong is Ji Yan that Lu Shaoqing has such confidence in Ji Yan.

Xiong decided to take a serious look.

However, after seeing this, Xiong's expression changed slightly.

Ji Yan and Mu Yong have fought for dozens of rounds, and the two sides seem to be going back and forth.

Moreover, Mu Yong attacked much more times than Ji Yan, and it seemed that Mu Yong had the upper hand.

However, as the third son of the Holy Son, Xiong could see that the person who really had the upper hand was Ji Yan.

Although Mu Yong attacked every time, his attacks were in vain. Ji Yan's counterattacks made Mu Yong be on high alert every time, and he had to go all out to resolve them.

Who is he?

Xiong was extremely shocked, and his face subconsciously showed a shocked expression.

However, not everyone has the vision and realm of Xiong.

At least, Jian Lan did not.

Jian Lan saw that Ji Yan was suppressed and beaten.

She couldn't help but sneer again, "With this little strength, you dare to take the initiative to trouble Mu Yong?"

"Want to challenge my brother more?"

Lu Shaoqing didn't bother to pay attention to such people. He looked at the screen indifferently, without any fluctuations in his expression.

Mu Yong is very strong, but in Lu Shaoqing's opinion, he is not Ji Yan's opponent.

On the scene, Mu Yong's face became uglier and uglier as he fought.

After he forced Ji Yan back with a sword, he quickly distanced himself.

He said to Ji Yan, "Good fellow, I didn't expect you to be so strong, and you've improved so fast."

Ji Yan was startled by this sentence, and then asked, "Have we met?"

And Lu Shaoqing in the Holy Land also sat up straight, staring at Mu Yong closely.

Damn, which step went wrong?

How come this guy also knows us?

Mu Yong laughed, "You are younger than me. At your age, what else can you say if you're not improving fast?"

Ji Yan didn't say anything, but Lu Shaoqing pouted, still alert.

Little guy, it sounds like you're trying to cover up something.

Wait, don't let me run into you.

Mu Yong said to Ji Yan, "Let's stop here. You are very strong, but it is not so easy for you to defeat me."

"When you are injured, others will not be as easy to talk to as I am."

Ji Yan swung his long sword horizontally, "Don't think about leaving unless you show your true strength."

Then he attacked again, pressing step by step.

Mu Yong was shocked, you guy.

I took the initiative to retreat, shouldn't you be happy?

If you continue to fight like this, you will be exhausted and others will come to kill you. Aren't you afraid?

Knowing that Mu Yong is stronger than himself, Ji Yan no longer holds back.

The light of Wuqiu Sword surged, and the thousand-foot sword light soared into the sky, like a dazzling sun, shining thousands of feet.

The sword intent that filled the space was like the sun projected down, once again ravaging the earth and destroying everything.

Like the sun falling, the powerful light, the sharp sword intent, tearing the space, unstoppable.

Mu Yong's face changed drastically, and he screamed, "You guy..."

Mu Yong never expected that Ji Yan didn't use all his strength just now.

Is this guy really that powerful?

He can still tie with him evenly with his strength.

At this moment, Mu Yong dared not underestimate him, as this sword made him feel threatened.

If you dare to be careless, you will die here.

Mu Yong shouted and injected spiritual power into the long sword.

The giant whale appeared again, raised its head and roared in the air, facing Ji Yan's sword light.

From a distance, it swallowed Ji Yan's sword light like a whale swallowing sea water.

People who saw this scene breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be difficult for everyone to accept that Ji Yan suddenly appeared and could defeat the mysterious master Mu Yong.

Compared with Ji Yan who suddenly appeared, Mu Yong, who had seen him many times, made the people of the Holy Land seem more friendly.

After all, familiar people are always more friendly than newcomers.

Jianlan was just about to laugh at Lu Shaoqing when Mu Yong's voice suddenly came from the screen, "Damn!" In the eyes of everyone in disbelief, the giant whale seemed to wail, and then a dark light shot out from its body..

The next moment, the giant whale could no longer maintain its transformed state, its body shattered, and turned into sword intent all over the sky.

Mu Yong was also swallowed by the sword light, and the screen was once again occupied by the light, and it was impossible to see the battle situation on the scene.

Countless viewers cursed at this moment.

"What do the Qu tribe do for a living?"

"You still say that you are the first formation tribe, eat shit."

"What kind of broken formation, you can't even see this clearly, why does the holy land still look for them?"

"Change people, change families, give bad reviews..."

At this moment, the hearts of the people of the Qu tribe were broken.

The reputation accumulated over the years fell to the bottom at this moment, and countless saints greeted their ancestors for eighteen generations.

The ancestors who had died for many years received countless cordial blessings and greetings at this moment.

When the screen was restored, the battle was over, and the world was clear again.

There was only Ji Yan's figure between heaven and earth, and Mu Yong's figure disappeared, as if he was killed by Ji Yan's sword and fell.

Seeing this interface, the entire holy land was in a dead silence.

Everyone looked at the white-clothed figure in the picture in disbelief.

Is Mu Yong dead?

This is everyone's thought.

But Ji Yan's eyes looked in another direction.

Mu Yong's figure appeared above the sky, separated by a thin layer of clouds, and his eyes were full of incomparable fear.

"This guy is too strong." Mu Yong's eyes were dim, looking at Ji Yan below through the clouds, his face solemn.

There were several wounds on his body, and his flesh and blood were wriggling, as if there were invisible insects biting his flesh and blood, and drilling into his body.

Mu Yong stretched out his hand and wiped it, a trace of pain flashed across his face, and several sword intents dissipated, and the wounds began to heal.

"The third level of sword intent is really difficult."

"Jian Yi will not be his opponent..."

Suddenly, Mu Yong's eyes paused, looking at Ji Yan below who seemed to be planning to take action, he had a headache.

"No way, you're coming again?"

However, a smile appeared on his face, and then his figure disappeared...