My brother is too strong.

Thousands of blood threads opened, and the thin threads were like countless poisonous snakes, revealing their fangs, and enveloped Ji Yan.

Now Lu has suffered a loss, and it seems that she can hardly resist Lu Shaoqing.

Although he was dissatisfied with Lu for stealing his prey, Lu was his own after all, and was also a favorite of the Holy Lord, so he couldn't stand by and watch her die.

In order to put pressure on Lu Shaoqing, Long Jian took action at the first time, and he didn't hold back this time.

The main purpose was to force Lu Shaoqing to throw the mouse machine and force Lu Shaoqing to save people.

If Lu Shaoqing rushed to save Ji Yan, Lu would be out of danger.

Of course, if Lu Shaoqing didn't come, he could kill Ji Yan first, and then kill Lu Shaoqing at that time, which would be a sure win.

Looking at Ji Yan, Long Jian's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he sneered, "If you want to blame someone, blame your so-called junior brother."

Lu Shaoqing's performance made him feel that Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan only had a little friendship from the same school, but it was just a little, not much.

If Lu can't be saved, he will kill Lu Shaoqing to help Lu get revenge, and he can report to the Holy Lord when he returns.

The filaments are flying and wriggling all over the sky, like a school of fish in the sea, frantically attacking food.

Rolling and flying, just like dealing with Lu Shaoqing before, Ji Yan is quickly wrapped up.

Long Jian is proud, and the cruelty in his eyes is even stronger. Seeing that it is almost done, he grabs his open right hand fiercely and turns it into a fist.

The next moment, Ji Yan will be turned into endless fragments.

However, the thousand blood threads are wrapped and tightened, but soon a strong counter-pressure comes, and the smile on Long Jian's face solidifies.

Just like dealing with Lu Shaoqing before, he can't move forward, as if he has encountered an extremely hard object again.

Long Jian can't help but have a bad idea in his heart.

It's going to be like before?

No way, aren't Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan's sects mainly cultivating the body? Aren't they sword cultivators?

Will the body of a sword cultivator be so strong?

Just when Long Jian was about to exert his strength, suddenly a sharp sword intent burst out, rushing straight into the sky, stirring countless winds and clouds, and shaking the sky.

Even though he was wrapped in thousands of blood threads, Long Jian could still feel the sharpness of this sword intent.

Long Jian couldn't help but tremble. In front of this sword intent, he seemed to feel the sharpest existence in the world.

This sharp sword intent seemed to be able to split the sky, and nothing in the world could stop it.

Long Jian was shocked. With such a sword intent, would this world exist?

Damn it!

Long Jian wanted to curse. How long has it been?

Less than a day, Ji Yan has already consolidated it?

Long Jian couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart.

Why didn't he rush before, thinking that everything was under control?

Didn't he just think that Ji Yan hadn't consolidated his realm yet, so there was no need to worry?

Now it seems that he was arrogant and made a wrong judgment.

Is this something a human can do?

Long Jian roared in his heart, would a normal person be like this?

I thought that the emergence of Lu Shaoqing who could communicate with the heavenly tribulation was outrageous enough, and now there was another Ji Yan.

Does Libi open the door to Libi every day?

The sword intent became more and more agitated, as if it was going to destroy the world, and the terrifying power continued to rise.

Long Jian reacted and hurriedly controlled the Thousand Blood Silk again to kill the danger in the cradle.

However, a white light shot up into the sky, like a young life breaking out of its shell and coming into this world.

The sword light shot up into the sky, the world shook, the sharp sword intent permeated, and with a swish sound, the sky and the earth were pierced with countless small holes.

The sharp breath made Long Jian feel like sitting on pins and needles, and he could feel the deep pain from a distance.

Long Jian stretched out his hand, and the split Thousand Blood Silk gathered again, flying all over the sky, turning into a red wall.

It was like a waterfall falling from the sky, able to help him resist all attacks from the world.

Looking at the thousand blood threads that were like a wall between heaven and earth, Long Jian felt relieved.

But Long Jian, who reacted, immediately became angry.

Damn it!

Ji Yan's sword actually made him subconsciously retreat.

Wait, I must kill you.

As soon as the thought fell, a sudden sharp pain came from the depths of his soul, causing Long Jian's body to tremble.

What happened?

When Long Jian was in shock and anger, a white light suddenly lit up in front of him, and he looked up.

A white light appeared from the thousand blood threads, and the next moment, it was flying all over the sky. The thousand blood threads that were like a wall of sighs were like a piece of white paper being cut in half by a knife.

"No, impossible!"

Long Jian felt that his soul was also broken in half at this moment, and he trembled all over with pain.

Long Jian couldn't believe what he saw, he felt like he was dreaming.

No one knows how hard the Thousand Blood Threads are except Long Jian.Dao.

Long Jian once thought that his Thousand Blood Silk was the strongest existence in the world, indestructible, and invincible.

No matter what kind of magic weapon, there is no way to destroy his Thousand Blood Silk.

Even Lv Shaoqing could only devour part of his Thousand Blood Silk by unknown means, but the impact was not too great.

However, Ji Yan could split his Thousand Blood Silk, and countless filaments were cut off, and at the same time lost their spiritual energy, as if they were dead, scattered between heaven and earth.

The next moment, Ji Yan's figure appeared in Long Jian's sight.

With sharp eyes and a cold face, Ji Yan stood in the void, his white clothes fluttering, like a Nine Heavens Sword God descending to the earth.

Ji Yan held a long sword and looked at Long Jian quietly.

The calm eyes. Long Jian couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, and his soul trembled again.

At this moment, Long Jian had a kind of enlightenment that they had provoked the wrong person.

Whether it was Lv Shaoqing or Ji Yan, they were not ordinary people.

Young, extremely talented, less than a hundred years old, already in the realm of refining emptiness, holding a powerful sword technique, and terrifying combat power.

Both of them reveal weirdness, and neither of them is a normal person.

Both of them have an abnormal style.

Normal people come to trouble abnormal people, and the result is still to be expected?

Long Jian stared at the divine sword that was about to be unsheathed, and he was unwilling, "You consolidated it so quickly?"

"I don't believe it!"

He refused to believe this fact.

As long as Ji Yan has not completely consolidated it, he still has a chance.

Ji Yan heard this and looked at him calmly. Suddenly, the aura on Ji Yan's body shook suddenly and rose steadily.

Long Jian was shocked, and the people watching in the distance were also shocked...