My brother is too strong.

Under the red moonlight, the cold wind whistled, and the freezing temperature could freeze mortals to death.

But for the people who besieged Ji Yan, their hearts were burning, and their bodies were shaking with excitement.

Under the night, except for the whistling cold wind, everything seemed so calm.

The place where Ji Yan was was empty, without a trace of dust left.

It seemed that their attack completely wiped Ji Yan out of this world, leaving no residue.

"Haha, he's dead."

"He paid the price for his arrogance..."

"Haha... No matter how powerful he is, he still can't escape death in the face of our joint attack."

"Hehe, I, Wutuo, can be said to have killed a genius in the future, haha..."

A man as big as a hill emerged from the darkness, revealing his true face.

"It turned out to be Wutuo, a second-level Nascent Soul. It is said that he controls a kind of earth-level magic formula with amazing power."

"Yes, he had a share just now."

Hearing the discussions of the people around him, Wutuo's face became more and more arrogant, and he opened his mouth and laughed, "This time..."

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, a cold light suddenly flashed across the sky.

Under the bloody night sky, Wutuo's expression froze, and a stream of blood sprayed straight into the sky.

A little man climbed out of Wutuo's head, a smaller version of Wutuo, with a panicked look, and wanted to escape without saying a word.

But another cold light flashed across.

"Ah!"

The shrill cry broke through the sky and spread across the wasteland and deep forest.

Wutuo's Nascent Soul disappeared in the air with the naked eye.

The shrill voice frightened everyone and their souls trembled.

Wutuo's body fell from the sky at this time, hitting the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

A long sword appeared, and a little man stood on the sword, patting his chest and retching.

"Ugh, you're lying, what's so delicious about that?"

"Stinky Mo Jun, I'll settle accounts with you when I get back, ugh..."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a Yuanying fell just like that, and even the Yuanying couldn't escape.

It can even be said that Wu Tuo didn't react until he died.

"In, there, in the sky..."

Someone pointed at the sky and shouted in horror.

Ten thousand meters above the sky, Ji Yan was like the Nine Heavens Sword God, and his cold eyes made the souls of the people below freeze at this moment.

When the people in the Holy Land saw Ji Yan appearing in the sky, they were shocked again.

"No, it's impossible!"

"How could he survive?"

"What kind of existence is he, he, he?"

"But, it's terrible..."

When Lu Shaoqing saw Ji Yan appear, he was relieved.

Damn, I must scold him when I get back.

It's so scary.

Fortunately, the master is not here, otherwise he would have had a heart attack.

Lu Shaoqing glanced at the people around him. Whether it was Xuan, Cui Yu, Jian Lan and others, they were all stunned with deep shock on their faces.

They didn't dare to believe that Ji Yan could survive.

Although the attacks of more than a dozen people just now were generally from the Jindan stage, their power should not be underestimated.

Even if the Huashen stage came, they would be in a mess. If they resisted all of them, they would still be injured.

But Ji Yan not only survived, but also seemed to have not suffered much damage.

After a long while, Shi Liao was extremely excited and asked Lu Shaoqing, "Sir, Sir Ji Yan, yes, how did you do it?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Lu Shaoqing.

They were also very curious why.

Is Ji Yan really that powerful?

Lu Shaoqing looked disdainful and looked down on everyone, "You are ignorant. It's just a small matter. Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Don't be surprised by the basic operation!"

In fact, Lu Shaoqing didn't know how Ji Yan did it.

The only thing he was sure of was that Ji Yan must have realized something this time, otherwise he would never be able to do it.

Others didn't know that Lu Shaoqing didn't know why. They looked at Ji Yan in the picture. Although they were far away, they could only barely see a small black dot.

But in their eyes, Ji Yan's figure at this moment was infinitely magnified and more mysterious.

Ji Yan didn't give everyone too much time to think.

He waved his hand, and the Wuqiu Sword burst into light.

In an instant, the sharp sword intent permeated and covered the sky.

The sword light fell, like the sun falling, dazzling.

The overwhelming breath was like mercury pouring down, as if the world was sinking and floating under his feet.

"Ah!"

A man who attacked Ji Yan screamed, and the whole person was swallowed by the sword light. When the sword light dissipated, he had completely disappeared from this world.

Ji Yan swung his sword one after another, like a sword god descending to the earth, and each sword could take away an enemy.

The strong perception made him firmlyLock on those who attacked him.

Facing those who dared to attack him, Ji Yan was no longer polite.

In just one breath, several people fell down screaming.

Facing Ji Yan's attack, their resistance was so pale and ridiculous.

In front of Wuqiu Sword, they were all equal and died equally.

"Kill, kill him."

Others were terrified, and some shouted, hoping that others would attack together.

However, Ji Yan's terrifyingness frightened others, leaving them at a loss for a moment.

Continue to attack? Or stand by and watch?

If they continue to attack, they may still not be able to do anything to Ji Yan, and in the end, Ji Yan will target them.

They have no confidence that they can resist Ji Yan.

Didn't you see that people in the Nascent Soul stage are like chickens in front of Ji Yan?

One sword each.

Ji Yan is now killing those who just attacked him.

Everyone is embarrassed and hesitant.

Ji Yan was very fast. Under his lightning-fast attack, the dozen people who attacked him fell one after another, even if they tried their best to resist.

The speed and cruel means made everyone feel cold.

However, after killing the dozen people, Ji Yan did not stop, but continued to attack.

The Wuqiu Sword whistled down, like a fairy sword from the sky, sinking into the darkness.

"Ah!"

Someone screamed and fell in the darkness.

That was the person who had just instigated in the dark.

Someone shouted immediately, "He, he wants to kill us all!"

The remaining people were facing a great enemy. It was not their turn to hesitate. Someone shouted, "Let's attack together. If we don't attack, we will die!"

However, at this time, Ji Yan suddenly put away his sword and snorted coldly.

The voice penetrated everyone, and Ji Yan's faint voice seemed to ring in their ears, "There are more than 60 people, and 50 places will be enough..."