My brother is too strong.

"Hey, what a great prestige, so many of us are here, but he is still resting his eyes, treating us as air."

Someone spoke in a sinister voice, his voice was like the cold wind blowing, ethereal and uncertain.

With so many people coming, everyone began to be bold.

People who are afraid of chaos in the world began to stir.

After the first person spoke, the second person immediately followed up, saying, "Yes, after defeating Master Jian, he doesn't take us seriously."

"Really arrogant."

A third person followed up, saying, "Which one of us here is not a child of destiny?"

"As long as there is enough time, which one of us will be worse than him?"

"Master Ji Yan, just say something," someone seemed to want to be a good person, "otherwise it will offend the public."

"Master Ji Yan, you are so powerful, you shouldn't be like this."

"Sure enough, he doesn't take us seriously, he is looking down on us..."

More and more people spoke up, and they accused Ji Yan intentionally or unintentionally.

The smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger.

More and more people looked at Ji Yan unkindly, and their eyes were as sharp as knives.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to hold back in this situation.

But Ji Yan was different.

He remained motionless, only the Wuqiu Sword slowly floated up and down, alert to the fullest.

Seeing Ji Yan ignoring everyone, the anger of the people around him gradually emerged.

Suddenly, someone secretly guessed, "Is he unable to move?"

"After a series of battles, even if he is an immortal, he must be seriously injured?"

"Otherwise, why doesn't he move?"

"If so, this is our chance."

The people in the dark added fuel to the fire, "He is very strong, everyone, if he recovers, who do you think can beat him?"

"In the future, he will be stronger than Master Jian..."

After a few words, the eyes of the people around him flashed and began to become fierce.

There was also a faint murderous aura in the air, and the murderous aura gradually became stronger.

Jian Yi stood in the distance, looking at Ji Yan coldly.

Under the bloody moonlight, within a few miles or more than ten miles of Ji Yan stood a group of Saint Clan monks.

Some of them stood openly under the moonlight, while others hid their bodies in the darkness.

They were like a pack of wolves in the dark night, having surrounded their prey and looking for the right time to attack.

Jian Yi sneered endlessly, his eyes were sinister and complacent.

He was injured by Ji Yan and his strength was greatly reduced.

If he had not left in time, he would have been besieged.

Now he did not dare to get too close, he was waiting, waiting for those people to attack Ji Yan.

He could not swallow the humiliation of being defeated by Ji Yan.

He could only think of other ways to deal with Ji Yan.

The current situation was exactly what he wanted to see the most.

"I don't believe you are not injured at all. How can you break this situation?"

However, as soon as Jian Yi finished speaking, a voice slowly sounded.

"So disappointing, it seems that this is all you can do, Jianyi."

Jianyi turned around in shock and saw an old acquaintance.

"Mu, Muyong!"

Jianyi was shocked and angry, and quickly retreated, keeping a distance, staring at Muyong, and was extremely alert.

Muyong looked at Jianyi quietly, his eyes becoming more and more disappointed.

Compared with Ji Yan, Jianyi's reaction was contemptible.

"Muyong, what do you want to do? Take advantage of someone's misfortune?" Jianyi suppressed his shock and anger and asked coldly.

Jianyi was even a little panicked.

He couldn't beat Muyong now.

Mu Yong smiled and shook his head, "Taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Isn't that what you are doing?"

Jian Yi knew what Mu Yong was talking about, and a trace of anger flashed across his face, "What does it have to do with you? Don't forget, you are also defeated by Ji Yan, I am helping you to get revenge."

"Revenge?" Mu Yong's tone was even more disdainful, "Such means are only done by the weak."

Looking at Mu Yong's disdainful look, Jian Yi felt that his heart was full of shame.

If he had enough strength, why would he do this?

"Damn it, are you here to humiliate me? Are you and Ji Yan in the same group?"

Jian Yi suddenly felt that he had guessed it right.

Mu Yong's origin is unknown, but his strength is strong.

The same is true for Ji Yan, who came out of nowhere but has powerful strength.

Mu Yong wanted to laugh, and his tone was even more disappointed, "I admired you before, but now it seems that I was blind."

"Give up and quit," Mu Yong's expression suddenly became cold, and his tone was full of majesty, "Go back and cultivate your heart, don't embarrass the Jian family, the fourth son of the saint!"

Mu Yong suddenly seemed like a different person, which made Jian stunned for a moment.

ButThe words "Fourth Holy Son" hurt him deeply.

In his opinion, the Fourth Holy Son was not an honor, but a shame.

If his strength was sufficient, at the very least he would be the Third Holy Son, with a Holy Land organization.

Instead of being called the Fourth Holy Son in private.

The Fourth Holy Son sounds impressive, but without a Holy Land organization, he cannot get the Holy Land's recognition and support.

Jian Yi couldn't help it and roared, "Damn it, I'm going to kill you."

When he was about to make a move in anger, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and met Mu Yong's gaze.

Jian Yi suddenly felt like a mouse seeing a cat.

Mu Yong gave him a very scary feeling.

He even had a hunch that if he didn't obey, Mu Yong would kill him.

Damn it, they are really in the same group.

Jian Yi was furious. He pointed at Ji Yan and said coldly, "If you don't save your companion, you will be the one collecting his body."

"Stupid!"

Mu Yong simply gave Jian Yi two words.

Jian Yi was furious and was about to say something

Suddenly, spiritual power fluctuations came from a distance.

"Ji Yan, you are so arrogant and don't take us seriously. Today I will teach you a lesson."

A spear made of flames appeared above Ji Yan's head.

The firelight illuminated the sky, and the scorching temperature was like a spear of justice from the sky, killing gods and destroying Buddhas.

The audience who had been paying attention were also shocked.

Finally, someone took action.

Jian Yi was also excited. Damn it, did these cowards finally dare to take action?

Mu Yong also set his eyes on Ji Yan. He wanted to see how Ji Yan would break the deadlock.

Jian Yi laughed, "Just watch, this is just the beginning."

The blazing spear tore through the darkness, killing wildly.

"Buzz!"

The Wuqiu Sword flashed, and a small shadow appeared, then disappeared into the air.

Mu Yong widened his eyes in disbelief, "Sword Spirit?"