My brother is too strong

The first form of Lihuo Sword Art.

Empty fire!

Violent flames seemed to appear out of nowhere, and the flames were soaring into the sky. In a blink of an eye, the flames were like countless firebirds, flying all over the sky, and the flames swept the entire world.

"Oh!"

Fan He's attack was swallowed by the flames, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Horror flashed in Fan He's eyes.

Unexpectedly, Lu Shaoqing easily blocked his blow.

Moreover, flames gathered around the sky, trying to devour it.

However, Fan He deserved to be a veteran Nascent Soul, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, instead of retreating, he moved forward again.

The castration continued, the wrist trembled, and the tip of the gun trembled at a frequency invisible to the naked eye.

The space is like a huge stone being thrown into a calm lake suddenly, causing shocking waves, and a palpitating wave spreads.

Countless flames immediately disappeared under the terrifying fluctuations.

Then Fan He and his silver gun disappeared.

"Chong!"

Suddenly, Fan He rushed out of the flames with raging flames,

As if passing through suddenly, the silver gun traveled through space and distance, the tip of the gun was like stars, and the streamer was shining, piercing through the void, and directly aimed at Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing realized that he had no way to avoid it.

I have to say that I have lived for so long, I have eaten a lot of salt, and I have more experience than the young guy.

The sky filled with flames transformed by Lu Shaoqing's sword art was instead used by Fan He.

Hiding the silver gun in the flames, counterattacked.

Lu Shaoqing originally thought that Fan He would retreat, but he didn't expect Fan He to follow the trend and attack.

Lu Shaoqing's eyes were gloomy, but she was also treacherous and cunning.

Fan He's breath was a little weak, and he suffered a lot from Lu Shaoqing's attacks.

Fan He's eyes were as cold as his silver spear.

Lu Shaoqing's attack was very strong, and he was injured just by eating some.

This is the first time he has encountered such a terrifying lethality.

From this it can be seen that his sword art is at least above the heaven level, otherwise it would not have caused such harm to him.

Young, advanced in cultivation skills.

It really makes people jealous.

However, I am not vegetarian either.

Fan He roared in his heart, no one can block my shot.

Then I saw Lu Shaoqing taking the initiative to move forward instead, as if he was actively leaning on his silver spear.

court death!

Seeing this scene, Fan He sneered in his heart.

His weapon is a fourth-grade weapon, made of countless top-grade materials, even if he is wearing a fourth-grade spiritual armor, he dare not face his silver spear directly.

Dare to use the body to resist his silver gun, knowing whether to live or die.

Fan He even became excited and roared, "Death!"

This is the best opportunity to increase strength instead of decrease.

next moment!

Fan He's face changed, his silver spear was blocked, and then a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

Mo Jun's sword traced a mysterious trajectory in the air.

The second form of Lihuo Sword Art.

Thousand Sparks!

"Pong!"

In the void, dots of flame quietly emerged, and the flames swayed in the wind, like a void spirit suddenly jumping out.

Like the stars projecting down from the Milky Way, forming countless starlight flames.

The next moment, countless flames turned into thousands of sword qi, gathered together, like a group of swimming fish, cruising for food.

And Fanhe is their food.

The violent sword intent reappeared.

Alarm bells rang out in Fan He's heart, and a dangerous aura enveloped him.

Not daring to go any further, Fan He immediately drew his gun and retreated, and a teleportation appeared several miles away.

However, Lu Shaoqing's attack was like a gangrene, and he seemed to appear in front of Fan He as if teleported.

A sword qi, with an invisible sword intent, locked Fan He firmly. No matter where Fan He fled, the sword qi would follow him like a shadow, and he couldn't break free.

With a terrifying aura and fierce murderous intent, they bit Fan He tightly.

Can't escape.

After Fan He tried a few times, he felt desperate, because Lu Shaoqing's sword skills were too advanced.

He has been firmly locked, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, as long as Lu Shaoqing's spiritual energy and consciousness are not extinguished, he will not be able to escape.

Knowing that I can't avoid it, I can only resist it.

Fan He gritted his teeth, and with a thought, he wore a white spirit armor, and the silver spear charged across the air.

Wearing a white spirit armor and holding a silver gun, Fan He was majestic and majestic, like a general who had killed countless enemies across the battlefield.

Fan He, who put on the spirit armor, felt more confident. This is his fourth-grade spirit armor, and its defensive power is amazing.

I don't have to be afraid of your so-called sword intent.

Seeing this, Lu Shaoqing couldn't help cursing, "Old guy, don't take a pee to see yourself."

"Return silver spear and white armor, do you think you are Zhao Zilong?"

"Spicy eyes."

Fan He was furious, I was fascinated by countless women when I was so fucking young, you know what the hell.

"die!"

Fan He roared angrily, and took the initiative to meet Lu Shaoqing's innumerable sword energy.

Although Fan He was furious at Lu Shaoqing, he quickly calmed down when faced with countless sword qi.

Years of combat experience told him that he must be calm on the battlefield and never get angry.

Fan He calmed down, shook his silver gun, and the silver gun transformed into countless spear shadows, colliding fiercely with the thousands of sword qi that swept over him.

"what?"

After the collision, Fan He felt a little surprised.

It seems that the power is not right.

The momentum is astonishing, and it feels like it is going to burn the whole world.

But when he greeted him, he found that the power could only be considered average, not to mention causing damage to him, even a few hit him, and they were all defeated by him.

Fan He didn't understand for a while.

Before he could figure it out, Lu Shaoqing yelled angrily in the distance, "Damn it, I don't believe I can't kill you."

"Meteorite Great Summoning Technique!"

Lu Shaoqing shouted loudly, and the fireball rolled down from the sky.

Like the sun falling rapidly from the sky, a suffocating and terrifying atmosphere filled the air, the ground shook violently, and countless dust spiraled into the sky.

Fan He was startled when he saw this, what kind of move is this?

It looks even more powerful.

Fan He concentrated all his attention and didn't dare to be careless. This big fireball looked very powerful.

Facing the fireball that covered the sky and the sun, Fan He attacked with all his strength, his guns merged into one, and the silver light shone, turning into a dazzling stream of light, soaring into the sky, and stabbing at the huge fireball.

A huge explosion sounded, although it was powerful, it did not cause any damage to Fan He.

Fan He felt very strange, his strength was only average.

If it is the alchemy stage, one will definitely be smashed to death.

But he is a Nascent Soul, so this little power can't hurt him.

However, the thick smoke billowing around made Fan He's heart skip a beat.

The next moment, Lu Shaoqing burst out of the smoke with a long sword in his hand, ready to sneak attack.

"when!"

Flames splashed everywhere, and Fan He blocked Lu Shaoqing's attack.

Seeing the surprise on Lu Shaoqing's face, Fan He sneered, and then fought back.

Lu Shaoqing sprayed blood and retreated