My brother is too strong.

A flying sword pierced through Ao Seng's palm, leaving a trail of blood in the air, and then turned back.

"Clang!"

The flying sword returned to the sheath, making a crisp sound.

A figure in white appeared.

Seeing this person, many people exclaimed, "It's Ji Yan!"

"Ji Yan!"

"It's Ji Yan!"

"Ji Yan is here too!"

"He's really here..."

A master of incarnation who is less than 30 years old, a sword cultivator who is stronger than Mi Qian.

Ji Yan's name has long been resounding throughout Zhongzhou. Even if you haven't seen him, you have heard of him.

Ji Yan's expression is cold, and the sharp sword intent makes him look like a sword immortal who has descended here.

His eyes are like swords, his expression is like a knife, and he exudes an indescribable extraordinary temperament.

It makes countless female cultivators' eyes shine.

As soon as Ji Yan appeared, he captured the hearts of countless female cultivators.

They looked at Ji Yan, their hearts beating violently like deer, and they were very tempted to take Ji Yan home.

Ao Seng looked down at his palm in disbelief. There was a hole in the middle, bloody and blurry. It was as if countless ants were biting his flesh and blood at the wound, and it was gradually spreading into his body.

What a terrible sword intent!

Ao Seng's face was solemn. This was the first time he encountered such a pure and sharp sword intent.

But he was also a spirit after all. Although he was caught off guard and suffered a loss, he was not too panicked.

His mind moved, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, clearing the sword intent left by Ji Yan on his wound.

The wound in the palm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally left no scar.

Ao Seng looked at Ji Yan coldly, "Good boy, how dare you sneak attack?"

Having said that, he couldn't help but sigh at Ji Yan's excellence.

Standing there quietly, it was as if a sword was inserted between heaven and earth, the edge was hidden and not revealed, giving people a dazzling feeling.

Facing Ao Seng, Ji Yan looked at him indifferently and didn't take him seriously.

Seeing Ji Yan so indifferent, and even too lazy to say a word to him, Ao Seng's face was a little embarrassed.

At the same time, he was even more angry. I am also a god after all, and I am one level higher than you. What qualifications do you have to be in front of me?

"Humph, are all the cultivators in Qizhou so rude?"

Oh, did you open a map cannon?

Lu Shaoqing patted Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi immediately cursed.

"Where did this old man come from?"

"Do you have any shame? You come out to meddle in the affairs of young people. Aren't you ashamed?"

"The Ao family is one of the five families and three factions. When did someone like you appear?"

"Or has your Ao family always been like this? Bullying the weak with the strong and the young with the old is your family motto, right?"

"Old man, you should accept your fate when you are old. The generation gap between you and the young is deeper than the wrinkles on your face. Why do you get involved in the affairs of young people?"

"Are you here to be a clown and make fun of others?"

Here I come!

Jian Bei couldn't help but feel a little more sympathetic when looking at Ao Seng.

Even Ao De and others did the same, looking at their fifth elder with sympathy.

They had already experienced Xiao Yi's mouth,

which could make people angry to death.

I hope the fifth elder can bear it.

Ao De, Ao Cang and others prayed in their hearts.

If Ao Seng was scolded by Xiao Yi here and vomited blood, the Ao family would lose face even more.

On Xuan Yunxin's side, Xuan Yunxin and others couldn't help laughing. This girl was still as sharp-tongued as ever.

Guan Daniu was heartbroken, "It was all that guy who taught me. He led me astray."

No one objected to this statement. They all knew who Xiao Yi learned the skill of scolding from.

After Xiao Yi finished scolding, everyone watching the show was stunned.

Looking at Xiao Yi stupidly, it was hard for them to imagine that these scolding words came from Xiao Yi's mouth.

The sweet-looking little girl could actually scold these words that could make people angry to death, which really gave many people a huge shock.

Ao Seng was so angry that he trembled all over. No one had scolded him like this since he was a child.

You can call him shameless, but you can't call him old.

He is less than a thousand years old. For a god, this is just the time of his youth.

He is also a young man.

When did you say that having a beard and white hair means you are an old man?

"Stinky, stinky girl, you're looking for death!"

Ao Seng couldn't help it. This was the Ao family's place, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Ao Seng shouted and slapped down again.

The whistling spiritual energy gathered, and the huge palm was like a mountain pressing down.

The strong sense of oppression made the faces of those who followed change drastically, and their legs trembled. Many people couldn't stand steadily under this pressure, and fell to the ground one after another, almost peeing their pants in fear.

"Quick,Run!"

"Let's go, this is the pressure of the God of Transformation, we can't resist it..."

"Help, help..."

Facing the huge pressure from Ao Seng, Xiao Yi was not worried at all.

Just kidding, with two senior brothers here, she would be afraid of a mere God of Transformation?

"Clang!"

The Wuqiu Sword was unsheathed again, and the crisp sound of the sword rang out.

A flash of sword light flashed across in an instant, and the huge palm was pierced again.

This time Ao Seng learned his lesson and dodged in time, so his palm was not pierced again.

He looked at Ji Yan coldly, "Boy, you are looking for death!"

He glanced at the people who were hiding far away, and had an idea in his mind. He smiled coldly and made a suggestion, "You and I are both Gods of Transformation. It's too troublesome to go to the Duel Pavilion. Let's compete here in the field."

Hearing Ao Seng's proposal, the knowledgeable people couldn't help but whispered.

"Damn, despicable. ”

“Not only mean, but also shameless!”

“Yes, too shameless.”

“I’m afraid Ji Yan can’t do it?”

“How can he do it? How old is he? He is already in the initial stage of the spirit transformation at such a young age, the second level, and he has spent all his time on cultivation. He hasn’t comprehended the domain yet, right?”

“Even if he comprehended it, he can’t be better than Ao Seng. Ao Seng is seven or eight hundred years old. Not only has he comprehended the domain, he has already perfected it. How can a novice compare with him?”

“Ji Yan is in trouble this time.”

Everyone talked about it, and they all felt that Ao Seng was too mean and shameless.

Ao Seng didn’t think so, but said to Ji Yan proudly, “What, do you dare?”

“Come on!” Ji Yan said lightly...