My brother is too strong

Lu Shaoqing swore in front of all the Sangluo people.

With loud voices, Lu Shaoqing's oath reached the ears of every Sanluo person. At this moment, all Sanluo people completely believed in Lu Shaoqing.

The destruction of the palace had nothing to do with Lu Shaoqing.

Sure enough, it was their elders who personally destroyed their palace and their spiritual symbol.

No one makes fun of oaths.

"why?"

"Why did the elder do this?"

"Have the elders rebelled?"

"Ah, God damn me, the Sanluo people..."

Countless Sangluo people wailed and knelt on the ground, feeling as if the sky was falling.

After hearing Lu Shaoqing's oath, Zhuge Xun and Wutongshu looked at Xiao Yi in shock, "Do you really have nothing to do with him?"

All swore.

Xiao Yi smiled even more happily and shook her head, "I'm sure it was the second senior brother who did it."

Swear or something, can you keep my second senior brother away?

Zhuge Xun opened his mouth to refute.

But thinking about the oath Mu Yong asked Lu Shaoqing to make, Lu Shaoqing could easily break it.

Zhuge Xun couldn't say a word to refute.

This bastard is indeed a scumbag.

His oath cannot be trusted.

On Kirkim's part, his throat felt sweet again.

He swallowed the blood forcefully and roared, "Damn it, you damn human being."

"It was definitely you who destroyed our palace."

Lu Shaoqing said with a smile, "Do you dare to swear?"

"It wasn't you who ruined it. Just swear."

These words choked off all Kokim's words.

Indeed, an oath is more useful than all words.

An explanation of ten thousand words is not as good as a vow.

Lu Shaoqing's words left him speechless.

swear?

He wanted to, but he didn't dare.

Because he was not sure whether he had destroyed the palace.

Anxious and angry, Ke Jinmu vomited blood again.

"Look, you are in a hurry," Lu Shaoqing advised kindly, "Don't be anxious. Although you destroyed the palace, I don't think you did it on purpose."

"Apologise well and bow. You are all your own people and no one will blame you."

"Poof!" Ke Jinmu vomited blood again.

Lu Shaoqing was so frightened that he wouldn't vomit blood and die.

Lu Shaoqing shouted hurriedly, "Hey, hey, don't vomit. If you vomit again, do you still have blood?"

"Damn!"

Suddenly a loud shout sounded in the sky, and the next moment a figure fell from the sky and slammed into Lu Shaoqing.

The surrounding space seemed to collapse, enveloping Lu Shaoqing and the three of them.

The aura of terror swept through, sending many Sanluo people flying.

The visitor was very special.

Ute's beard and hair were spread out, like a furious golden lion king, roaring continuously.

"Damn the Saints, I want you to die!"

The palace was destroyed, and the clansmen lost their spiritual sustenance, which dealt a heavy blow to their morale.

He also slapped their Sanluo elder hard on the face.

Even after death, I dare not go down to see my ancestors.

After You Te discovered the strange changes in the palace, he immediately abandoned Wei Xi and rushed back to kill the culprit who destroyed the palace.

Even though he is from Sanluo, he doesn't have any attack moves.

Go straight.

With one punch, the space almost collapsed.

The powerful force suppressed and no one could escape.

Lu Shaoqing raised his head and looked at the sky lightly, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

Just when everyone was shocked, suddenly!

"Buzz!"

A crisp sword cry sounded, and a sharp sword intent erupted, filling the entire sky.

For a moment, all the Sanluo people seemed to be trapped in a world of sword intent.

The sharp aura made their souls tremble and made them feel fear.

The sharp sword intent swarmed up like piranhas, and Ute's powerful power disappeared in an instant.

"What, what?"

Ute was shocked and Kirkim was horrified.

Such a terrifying punch dissipated like air.

"Who?" Youte shouted angrily.

The next moment, Ji Yan's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

The majesty is majestic and the edge is compelling.

Yu Ling couldn't help but marvel.

The white clothes are fluttering, flowing gracefully out of the dust, like a true immortal descending to the earth.

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart, sister, the person you have always missed is back.

"who are you?"

Youte was horrified and felt great pressure.

This image looks like a master at first glance.

"A plan!"

Ji Yan pointed his long sword at You Te, with an interested look in his eyes.

The first time I met the Sanluo people during their integration period.

Ji Yan's fighting spirit slowly increased, "Fight with me!"

Youte's face darkened, and his anger emerged, "Okay, okay, the saints are so arrogant that they dare to come to my royal court of Sanluo to cause trouble."

"Today, none of you want to leave!"

"kill!"

Ute soars into the sky with murderous intent.

Lu Shaoqing smiled, and then complained to Ke Jinmu, "Old Ke, this is how unkind you are."

"Why don't you tell your companions that you destroyed the palace?"

"I was scared to death just now. If my companions beat you to death, wouldn't you have to feel guilty for the rest of your life?"

Ke Jinmu felt his throat was sweet again, gasping for air, and finally suppressed the blood that was about to spit out.

"It's you, it must be you!"

Kokim roared angrily.

The feeling of being wronged is so damn uncomfortable.

If possible, Ke Jinmu would like to cry loudly to let his tribe know how wronged he was.

"Ask your King Luo, ask your people, and see what they say?"

Lu Shaoqing said angrily, "If you want to accuse me unjustly, you have to find someone else, right? With so many pairs of eyes looking at you, are you still a man?"

"You Sanluo people don't differentiate between men and women?"

It made Min Fan behind Lu Shaoqing want to hit someone.

"Damn!"

Kirkim couldn't bear it any longer.

There was a roar, a stamp of the foot, a roar, and a sonic boom.

The space seemed to be stamped through. Ke Jinmu instantly reached the sky above Lu Shaoqing and punched Lu Shaoqing hard.

The heavy punch fell, the space fluctuated, terrifying power fell layer by layer, the ground collapsed amidst the roar, and countless smoke and dust billowed.

Ke Jinmu's murderous intent was soaring to the sky, and he used all his strength when he struck.

All he wanted now was to beat Lu Shaoqing into a pulp with one punch.

Lu Shaoqing raised his head, with the same faint smile. He did not dodge, but raised his fist to face Ke Jinmu...