My senior brother is too strong

Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan were stopped again.

This time they were intercepted by a group of monks wearing black helmets and black armor, and they were fully armed.

Their expressions are full of indifference, the standard black armor portrays a fierce beast like a tiger and a wolf, open mouth roaring, hideous and terrifying, tall, each at least two and a half meters more, burly and tall, even black armor can not hide their strong body.

There was a faint black mist lingering on them, which was their materialized qi.

Elite in a hundred battles, a real killing machine.

Only countless killings can have such a terrifying anger.

These black-armored cultivators were a little more terrifying than what they had seen in Dongzhou before.

Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan looked solemn, their perception was very keen, and at the first glance they knew that they were not good people, not easy to mess with.

Lu Shaoqing was so angry that he went crazy, “Damn Holy Lord, did I stab your ass? Of

course, the words of the damned Holy Lord Lu Shaoqing lowered his voice and did not dare to shout loudly.

Lu Shaoqing looked at the group of indifferent black-armored cultivators in front of him, and kept greeting the eighteenth generation of the Holy Lord Ancestor in his heart.

He had seen the power of the Black Armor Friar in Dongzhou.

In formation, they are fully capable of slaughtering several times their own enemies.

Those scattered cultivators in Yanzhou were killed to cry and cry.

He was able to successfully inflict a sneak attack on the Black Armored Friars when they were exhausted and let their guard down.

After coming to Cold Star, he asked Yu Ling and also asked Tan Ling, and he knew more about the black armored cultivator.

The Black Armored Friars are regular armies cultivated in the Holy Land, and they are trained in army mode.

They rarely fight alone, they are better at forming formations to meet the enemy.

When they form a formation, they are often able to exert more powerful strength and be able to deal with enemies with higher realm and stronger strength.

They are usually divided into squads, squadrons, group operations.

The squad is ten people, the squadron is thirty people, and the brigade is more than fifty people.

The Holy Land also selected elites from the black-armored cultivators, and these elites were called Zijia Holy Guards.

Tan Ling said that the most elite Zijia Saint Guard had killed an enemy of the Yuan Infancy Stage Three Realm with the strength of a squadron.

What appeared in front of Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan right now was a large group of Zijia Saints.

They may not be able to kill Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan, but they are enough to hold the two of them back for a while.

Lu Shaoqing shouted at them, “Hey, good dogs don’t get in the way, can you let Jean?” The

murderous aura skyrocketed in an instant.

Although Zijia Shengwei did not speak, they were not cold and thoughtless puppets.

Ji Yan took the initiative to strike, and the Wuqiu sword stabbed out shallowly.

It seemed ordinary, but at the moment of stabbing out, it turned into a giant sword, covering the sky and the sun, and fiercely slashed towards the Zijia Saint Guard.

Zijia Shengwei faced Ji Yan’s attack, and the expression on his face did not change at all.

Everyone had already stood up and came to the formation, facing a sword that was like the sky falling.

Everyone’s breathing rate and breath fluctuations were the same, and instantly gave people the feeling that fifty people fused into one person.

Lu Shaoqing watched coldly from the side, watching the spiritual power of fifty people gather, and finally turned into a huge ball of energy and rushed up into the sky.

In the end, a violent explosion occurred, and countless energy catharsis, resisting Ji Yan’s sword.

Lu Shaoqing frowned, the attacks of fifty people added up, and they were very powerful.

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After comparing it in his heart, he said in a low voice, “That parallel goods baby from the Cui family is here, and they have to cry and go back to find my brother in the face of them.” ”

The first time Ji Yan encountered Zijia Shengwei, the other party was all in the Jiedan period, but under the joint forces, they were able to withstand the attack of his mid-Yuan Infant period.

Although the sword just now was more of a temptation, he did not do his best.

But it is also enough to explain the horror of this team of Zijia Saint Guards in front of him.

Ji Yan immediately became excited and drew his sword again.

Escape the sword!

The sword intent in the sky was like a clear breeze blowing, and the strong sword light was like the light of the sun covering the earth.

A huge long sword fell from the sky again, and this sword was even more fierce than the one just now.

As soon as a sword fell, countless holes appeared on the ground instantly, and countless sword intents fell like raindrops, splashing countless dust.

The ground trembled and rumbled, and the powerful power made the heavens and the earth tremble.

The Zijia holy guards felt the threat of death, and they shouted in unison, and the armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands lit up again.

Everyone worked in unison and slashed out.

Their spiritual power gathered into a huge heavenly sword, shining with cold light, and rushed forward.

“Boom!”

Swords intersect and collide fiercely.

The attacks of both sides erupted into a powerful force impact, and in the face of the shock wave, the words did not move, like a fresh breeze.

The same was true of the Zijia Saint Guards, who kept their formation unchanged as if statues were standing in place.

Lu Shaoqing, who had been staring closely at Zijia Saint Guard, his gaze sharpened.

In the face of incoming forces, they are also evenly divided.

The power that can destroy a mountain falls, but they can break it down and distribute it to everyone.

Just like the water of a large river flowing into countless rivers in an instant, a powerful force falls on each person, and in the end, it can only make a small force cause no harm to them.

Gather everyone’s strength to deal with the enemy and break down the enemy’s powerful forces.

Zijia Shengwei really lives up to its name.

After Lu Shaoqing observed, his gaze fell on a tall figure.

This person stood in the center of the team, and if Lu Shaoqing guessed correctly, he was the captain of this team.

He directs and runs this team, and he is the core of this team.

Sensing Lu Shaoqing’s gaze, the captain turned his gaze, glanced at Lu Shaoqing, and then turned back expressionlessly.

Ignoring Lu Shaoqing nakedly, their target was still a plan above the sky.

Ji Yan’s performance was put in the eyes of the entire Holy Land, and in their opinion, Ji Yan was the biggest threat.

“Oops, ignored. Forget it, don’t see him in general, I’m the most of a person.

Lu Shaoqing said this, but took out the Mojun Sword in his hand.

Zijia Shengwei began to move, everyone ran, even if they ran, they were like a whole, rugged and innumerable obstacles, they still maintained a complete formation.

They flow on the ground like a black torrent.

All of them, who were running and shuttling through the ground, raised their hands and once again attacked Ji Yan.

The spiritual power of fifty people converged, forming a powerful beam of light, which bombarded out, and carried an astonishing momentum towards Ji Yan.

At the same time, Lu Shaoqing was like a hunter who seized the opportunity, and he shot in an instant…