My brother is too strong

Most of Lu Shaoqing's body was stained red with blood, scarred, and unable to conceal his weakness.

His body was shaking slightly, and he looked like he had been seriously injured.

If it weren't for his persistence, Jian Wanshan felt that Lu Shaoqing would definitely not be able to stand firmly.

Although the Soul Burying Sword Spirit didn't look much better.

But at least he wasn't unilaterally crushed by Lu Shaoqing, and his condition was not much better than Lu Shaoqing's.

Overall, Soul Burying Sword Spirit has the upper hand.

Jian Wanshan felt confident and sneered, "Stupid human, I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you were just bragging."

Lu Shaoqing chuckled, returned to his teeth-itching look, and puffed out his chest, "At least he's better than you."

He seemed to be showing off that he was better than him in some aspect.

Jian Wanshan was so angry that he was half dead.

"Damn! Infertile humans!"

Lu Shaoqing continued to sneer, "What are you doing here?"

"In the end, why didn't you get beaten like a grandson until you cried and asked your grandfathers to take action?"

"You can only be a spectator now, without any power."

Jian Wanshan's face changed slightly and his heart became cold. Lu Shaoqing actually knew this?

Just because of this, Jian Wanshan knew that he had underestimated Lu Shaoqing before.

In the Soul Burying World, power is not unlimited. The power he can use must be allowed by the Soul Burying Sword Spirit.

Moreover, once the Soul Burying Sword Spirit mobilizes all its power, he can only become a spectator.

Finally, Lu Shaoqing pointed at Jian Wanshan, "Just wait, I killed your ancestor, and I will kill you again."

"Cough cough..."

After he finished speaking, he coughed twice and vomited blood in front of Jian Wanshan.

Then Lu Shaoqing ignored Jian Wanshan and waved to the Soul Burying Sword Spirit, "Come on, quickly turn into a child and let your uncle hug you."

"hateful!"

The Soul Burying Sword Spirit roared angrily and waved his hand.

"Oh!"

Lu Shaoqing held on to the invisible force. Although he took two steps back in the end, Lu Shaoqing opened his mouth and laughed, "You can't do it anymore, just admit defeat."

"In the attack just now, your body has been severely damaged by me. Even if you have power, you can't use it."

"Let's see who runs out of energy first, ahem..."

When Jian Wanshan saw this, his heart moved, and an idea suddenly came to him.

He said to the Soul Burying Sword Spirit, "Master Sword Spirit, please lend me your strength and let me deal with him. You should seize the time to recover."

Lu Shaoqing was immediately shocked when he heard this, pointed at Jian Wanshan and shouted, "Old guy, don't be troublesome."

"Why are you getting involved?"

Jian Wanshan laughed and looked directly at Lu Shaoqing, "Maybe I'm not as good as you here."

"But now, I am not injured, but you are already injured..."

When the Soul Burying Sword Spirit heard this, a smile appeared on his face and he nodded slowly, "That's it, let's go!"

After saying that, its body continued to shrink and once again turned into the appearance of a child.

The light of the body becomes dimmer, and the breath becomes weaker.

Feeling the powerful force, Jian Wanshan trembled all over and looked up to the sky and roared.

"Ha ha..."

Jian Wanshan couldn't describe his feelings at this time.

He was so excited that he stared at Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing couldn't help but worry and reminded, "Don't get excited. Why do you Mu family members get so excited at every turn?"

"Be careful of your blood pressure soaring, that's it."

"Calm down, what's the big deal?"

People from the Mu family?

Jian Wanshan's anger was suddenly ignited.

However, he took a deep breath and suppressed it.

He felt that he could kill Lu Shaoqing now. Before that, he would feel unhappy if he didn't complain a few words.

"Stupid human being, your death is imminent."

"I'm excited because I can cut you into pieces with my own hands."

Lu Shaoqing shook his head with disdain, "Just you? That's far from it."

"I'm warning you, don't mess around, or you will regret it."

Jian Wanshan laughed, "Repent?"

"I think you regret it."

Smiling, smiling, Jian Wanshan made a sudden move.

"die!"

Lights all over the sky gathered together, and invisible power surged in again.

It quickly swallowed up Lu Shaoqing, and the light shone brightly.

The shining light fell in Jian Wanshan's eyes. From Jian Wanshan's perspective, the light in front of him swept away the gloom in his heart.

It is the light that eliminates all enemies, and it is the light that makes his sword family stand firm.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Ha ha..."

Jian Wanshan's laughter gradually became wild and reverberated in this space.

"No matter how strong you are, it doesn't matter. After all, you are the dead soul of my sword family. Our sword family is the most powerful existence."

"Any ants who dare to offend my sword family will eventually regret it and provoke my sword..."

Still the same, Jian Wanshan was stunned before he finished speaking.

Below, a red light rose into the sky, and the white light was swallowed up again.

It shot like lightning, and Jian Wanshan had no time to dodge before he was swallowed up by the red light.

"what...."

Jian Wanshan screamed.

Exposed to the red light, Jian Wanshan once again felt the heat, and the terrifying high temperature seemed to melt his body.

Seeing his body continuously breaking apart, Jian Wanshan was filled with fear.

When Jian Wanshan felt that he was going to die, the light dissipated.

Jian Wanshan was floating in the air, and the severe pain almost made him faint.

"Why, why?"

Jian Wanshan was puzzled.

Lu Shaoqing was obviously seriously injured, so why could he withstand his attack?

"It's very simple, because you are too good." Lu Shaoqing appeared in front of Jian Wanshan.

The faint sound was like thunder, shaking all the dead souls in Jianwanshan Mountain.

Jian Wanshan looked at Lu Shaoqing, the fear in his heart surged out like a flood from a broken embankment, and his body began to tremble again.

The Lu Shaoqing he saw had a strong aura, like the scorching sun at noon, exuding a sharp aura that made people afraid to look directly at him.

"you you..."

Jian Wanshan was horrified, "You, you are not injured?"

"Of course he was injured," Lu Shaoqing replied with a smile, "but it's not that serious."

"How is it? Are my acting skills good?"

Jian Wanshan was going crazy. How could there be such a despicable human being? He was afraid, "Master Sword Spirit..."

Such an enemy is too terrifying. It is better for Master Sword Spirit to deal with it.

However, when Jian Wanshan turned his head and looked around, he saw the Soul Burying Sword Spirit being pressed to the ground and being rubbed by Mo Jun...