My brother is too strong

"Roar..."

The body of Immortal Emperor Hongyuan shattered once again, and he let out a shrill scream.

Soon, like the Immortal Emperor Han Ci, its screams disappeared and its breath disappeared along with them.

The difference between the Immortal Emperor Han Ci was that the Immortal Emperor Han Ci left behind a huge body, while the Immortal Emperor Hong Yuan left nothing behind and just disappeared between heaven and earth.

Everyone was stunned, looking at An in the distance in disbelief.

An's face was calm, as if nothing in the world could change his mood.

Lu Shaoqing yelled, "Fuck, you are such a bitch."

"Who taught you to stab me?"

He spoke in a dull voice, "Useless existence is meaningless."

Lu Shaoqing couldn't help but cast his eyes towards Mu Yong in the distance, "You learned this from him, right?"

"As expected, the top beam is crooked and the bottom beam is crooked. You two are from the same family."

Mu Yong was very angry, "I have no relationship with him, he is my enemy."

An was his enemy, and Mu Yong felt disgusted to be associated with An.

Even if it was the Way of Heaven, he would still show the hatred between him and him.

Lu Shaoqing turned to An and said, "Kill him, he wants to kill you."

Mu Yong vomited blood, so cheap.

Why doesn't God kill this bastard.

An ignored Lu Shaoqing, and Lu Shaoqing didn't feel embarrassed. He said to Cang, "Brother, you don't care?"

"You, the boss, attack your subordinates. Will there be any subordinates willing to follow you in the future?"

Cang's tone was calm and indifferent, "Useless things must be discarded."

He asked An, "If you kill it, what will you use to fight me?"

He looked at Ji Yan secretly, "Submit to me, and you will gain greater power."

Everyone understands!

Immortal Emperor Hongyuan is the last knife in the dark.

But the performance of Immortal Emperor Hongyuan was too poor, so An simply took advantage of the time when Immortal Emperor Hongyuan was injured to wipe him out and take back his own power.

As for the position of Immortal Emperor Hongyuan, he was secretly thinking of letting Ji Yan take it.

Let Ji Yan become his new knife.

Yue and Xing felt their scalps tingling.

Ji Yan's performance has been amazing enough. With time, he may not be worse than the Sword Immortal Emperor.

If Ji Yan surrenders to An and becomes An's subordinate, they will be really finished.

Even if Cang stood on their side, they might not be able to win.

"Fuck!" Lu Shaoqing yelled, "What are you doing?"

"Want to recruit a lackey?"

"How could you do this?"

Yue nodded secretly and whispered, "This guy is also anxious."

"He is also afraid that friend Ji Yan will become a subordinate of the evil Heavenly Dao."

Becoming a subordinate of the evil Heavenly Dao will definitely greatly increase your strength.

By then, even Lu Shaoqing might not be able to defeat Ji Yan.

Ji Yan is too evil, no one can guarantee that they can defeat Ji Yan.

Xing nodded secretly and was about to speak when Lu Shaoqing continued to shout, "If you want to take it, take two."

"Can you take me with you?"

"I can talk, I can also love the way of heaven..."

Yue vomited blood, "Asshole!"

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Xingyue wanted to kill someone, "Shut up!"

Sometimes I really don’t want to know Lu Shaoqing.

So embarrassing.

"Sister, don't worry," Lu Shaoqing said to Xingyue, "If he is willing to accept me, I will take you with me."

"Go to hell!" Xingyue wished she could smash Lu Shaoqing to death with the imperial weapon.

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise," Lu Shaoqing said to Xingyue, "Don't leave a bad impression in front of Big Brother."

"Buzz!"

Xingyue couldn't help it any longer, her eyebrows raised, and two imperial weapons flashed with light and smashed towards Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing was hit so hard that he saw stars, "Fuck, sister, what are you doing?"

"Why are you going crazy at this time?"

"Don't make trouble..."

Stop making trouble?

Xingyue became even angrier, "Today I will kill you, you bastard!"

Lu Shaoqing dodged hurriedly and was beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his hands.

An was indifferent to Lu Shaoqing's words. In his eyes, Lu Shaoqing was just an ant and not worth mentioning.

His dark eyes fell on Ji Yan. To him, Ji Yan was still of some value.

Ji Yan pointed his sword at An, "Stop talking nonsense and attack!"

A sharp aura spread across heaven and earth, making everyone feel suffocated.

Even though Ji Yan was not the Supreme Sword Immortal Emperor, but at this moment, his dominance was no less than that of the Supreme Sword Immortal Emperor.

The fighting spirit in Ji Yan's heart was like a burning fire, his morale was high, and his whole body was like a sword drawn from its sheath, his sharp aura making it impossible to look directly at him.

An's expression darkened slightly, and he seemed a little unhappy, and his tone of voice became more serious, "My patience is limited!"

"Buzz!"

Ji Yan simply didn't waste any time and drew his sword directly.

With a wave of the sword, a sword light appeared between heaven and earth.

It was as if it had emerged from the depths of distant darkness, shattering all darkness.

An stood there, without blinking, and just slowly stretched out his hand.

As before, hold up one finger.

The sword light, which was coming at him with great force and sharpness, gradually shrank and finally turned into a small ray of light and fell into An's hand.

There are little dots of light, like an elf, and it looks beautiful.

But it gives people a sense of despair.

He looked at Ji Yan secretly, "I am the Way of Heaven. You can only become the Immortal Emperor with my permission."

"Your power was given to you by me, and you use it against me. How ridiculous!"

The calm voice brings deep despair.

Even the power comes from the opponent. How to fight such an existence?

Ji Yan didn't say anything, but coldly drew his sword again.

The result was the same. The shocking sword light was like a well-behaved pet in front of An and was easily tamed.

Ji Yan drew his sword again and again, but the result was always the same.

Such a result is despairing just by looking at it.

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However, there was no despair on Ji Yan's face, and even his expression did not change at all.

He swung his sword again and again as if he never got tired.

Even if he returns with no success, he will continue to draw his sword.

Finally, An didn't want to go on like this anymore, he waved his hand coldly, "Stupid ants..."