My brother is too strong

Lu Shaoqing made a move.

Standing in the sky, he just shattered the flying sword that was locked on Xiao Yi, full of terrifying killing intent, with just a light swipe of his sword.

"Second Senior Brother!"

Xiao Yi cried out in surprise.

Looking at the second senior brother hanging in the sky like a fairy, Xiao Yi's heart that was beating wildly with fright regained its calm.

The second senior brother made a move, and everything will be fine.

Lu Shaoqing's eyes were cold, not as lazy as usual.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing's appearance, Xiao Yi felt ashamed.

The second brother was angry.

Lu Shaoqing is indeed full of killing intent now.

He never expected that someone would dare to take Xiao Yi's life in public.

For Lu Shaoqing, you can beat Xiao Yi up, you can beat her half to death.

But if you want to kill her, you are courting death!

This is the bottom line, and it is also Ni Lin.

As my own junior sister, I am my own younger sister.

You can bully yourself, but others can't!

Holding the Mo Jun sword, he swung it at the position where the flying sword came from.

A sword shines on the sun, covering the sun in the sky.

The berserk sword intent filled time, surging and surging, like a fairy fire from the sky falling into the mortal world, burning the sky and destroying the earth.

Countless sword energy filled and agitated, like uncontrolled bulls, rampaging.

In front of this sword, the buildings that Fang Lin built at a huge cost were scattered and destroyed under the agitation of the sword energy.

Formation formations and restrictions emerged one by one. In front of this sword, it was like a mantis holding a chariot, overwhelmed, and the explosions made people's hearts jump and tremble with fear.

"Bold!"

With a loud shout, a dazzling light lit up from the backyard.

Xiao Yi felt as if there were two suns falling into the ground, dazzling and eye-catching.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the explosion produced a huge shock wave that quickly spread towards the surroundings.

A storm of spiritual power raged, and the onlookers retreated hastily. Those who retreated a little later were affected, vomiting blood again and again, and their faces were pale with fright.

The surrounding houses exploded and flew away under the huge impact, leaving countless wreckage behind.

Standing in the sky, Lu Shaoqing looked a little more solemn.

Yuan Ying.

The Nascent Soul that can appear here can only be the Nascent Soul of Guiyuan Pavilion, Fang Lin's master Cui Lun.

as predicted.

Wait until the explosion stops and the smoke clears.

A middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back. His face was thin, his eyes were like the eyes of a vulture, with fierce eyes, and he had a goatee, which gave him a bit of a scholarly atmosphere.

His breath was as heavy as a mountain, protecting the few people behind him.

After Lu Shaoqing glanced at Cui Lun, he ignored it, and his eyes fell on an old man behind Cui Lun.

The old man's aura was dark, like an old jackal, hiding in a corner, staring at the outside world viciously.

He was the one who killed Xiao Yi.

Without saying a word, Lu Shaoqing slashed at the old man with a sword.

When Cui Lun saw this, a trace of sullenness flashed in his eyes.

I stand here as a Nascent Soul, you, a young kid, don't be afraid when we meet, don't say hello, but you still dare to make a move.

when i what?

When I don't exist?

In the sword just now, Lu Shaoqing did not use all his strength, Cui Lun could not perceive Lu Shaoqing's true strength.

In addition, Lu Shaoqing is too young, even a little old fox can smell the smell of Lu Shaoqing's tender bones.

According to common sense, it is impossible for such a young kid to become a Nascent Soul at this time even if he cultivated from the mother's womb.

"How brave!"

Cui Lun shouted loudly, he didn't take out any weapon, he just waved his hand, and the majestic spiritual power soared to the sky, blocking Lu Shaoqing's sword for the old man.

Lu Shaoqing's gaze became even colder.

Is this guy looking for death?

After Cui Lun blocked the sword for the old man, he sternly shouted, "Lu Shaoqing, don't think that you can act recklessly here just because you are a disciple of Ling Xiao Sect."

Lu Shaoqing and Mo Jun pointed at Cui Lun with a sword, and a louder voice than him rang out, "People from Guiyuan Pavilion attacked my direct disciple of Lingxiao Sect. Is this trying to provoke a war between the two sects?"

The voice was like a torrent of thunder, rolling over the sky of Lai City.

Most of the people in Lae City heard it.

Cui Lun's face changed, he didn't dare to take this responsibility.

He couldn't help but glanced at the old man next to him.

The old man understood, he smiled slightly, and said, "Elder Cui, let me settle this matter."

"It won't implicate Guiyuan Pavilion."

"Old Gou, will you be okay if you go out like this?" A handsome young man with a steady breath and a paper fan in his hand asked softly beside Cui Lun.

"Eldest brother has said that Lu Shaoqing's strength should be in the late stage of alchemy, at the seventh or eighth level."

Hearing this, the old man known as Gou became more confident, and laughed, "I am at the ninth level of alchemy, nephew Zha Xian doesn't need to worry."

Cui Lun also shook his head slightly. He didn't put Lu Shaoqing in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Gou Chen is a veteran alchemy cultivator. Even if he can't beat Lu Shaoqing, he can remain invincible."

The old man Gou Chen nodded, "That's right, don't worry, I'll make him retreat in spite of the difficulties."

The young son, Cha Liangjun, gently shook the paper fan in his hand, and said with a smile, "It would be best if Old Gou could kill him."

Gou Chen glanced at Cui Lun, Cui Lun didn't show any expression on his face, and said calmly, "No matter what, when the time comes, the elders of the outer sect of Guiyuan Pavilion will have a place for you."

Gou Chen chuckled, "He will kill himself when he meets me."

Gou Chen is not from Guiyuan Pavilion, this is a certificate of honor for him.

Gou Chen, who got the promise, was excited, jumped forward, came to the front, and said loudly, "Mr. Lu, my name is"

His answer was a sword.

Lu Shaoqing is too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he will kill this person.

He is not interested in knowing the names of dead people.

The bright sword light fell, and Gou Chen's expression changed.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing launching an attack without saying a word, Cha Liangjun put away the paper fan, very disdainful, "No wonder the juniors who went to the Lingxiao Sect said Lu Shaoqing was a rude guy."

"Now it seems that it is really annoying."

"He knows he can't beat Gou Lao, so he plans to strike first?"

"Innocent!"

However, Cui Lun's face was a little more dignified.

When he saw Gou Chen splattered with blood in the sword light and was in a state of embarrassment, Cui Lun couldn't help but exclaimed, "Yuan, Yuanying?"

Cui Lun's words shocked everyone.

Is Lu Shaoqing also a Nascent Soul?

Cha Liangjun opened his mouth wide, his face full of shock and lack of poise.

And Gou Chen became even more terrified. He had experienced it himself, and he could feel Lu Shaoqing's terrifying strength more clearly than anyone else.

Like a sword swung by a sword fairy, he couldn't resist it at all.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing swung his sword again, Gou Chen cried out in horror, "Elder Cui, help!"