My brother is too strong.

When the light faded, the strong wind started to blow again.

Everyone stood in the wind, motionless, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the distance.

Soon, two figures gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

Lv Shaoqing and Jian Wanshan.

Lv Shaoqing's body trembled slightly, and his breathing was also clearly audible in the whistling strong wind.

Jian Wanshan did not move at all, holding the Soul Burial Sword and standing in the strong wind, as still as a mountain, showing the posture of a master.

The two of them were in such a state, and others thought that Lv Shaoqing had lost to Jian Wanshan.

"Ha, ha ha..." Seeing this scene, Jian Yi was excited again, not caring about his injury, and laughed again.

"Won, ha ha, how could he be the opponent of my Jian family?"

"Ha ha..."

Cui Guan also laughed, straightened his chest, put his hands behind his back, and showed an expression that was not what I expected.

"What kind of waves can a mere human race stir up?"

Xiao Yi muttered, "No way? Second Senior Brother can't beat that old man?"

Then he secretly shouted in his heart, Second Senior Brother, there are so many candidates for future sister-in-law here, why don't you behave better?

Don't be a weakling and let everyone think you are weak.

Zuo Die frowned and whispered to Xiang Sixian, "Sister Sixian, can't he do it?"

Xiang Sixian shook her head and looked at Lu Shaoqing who seemed to be defeated. She also whispered, "I don't know, just wait and see."

In general, Xiang Sixian still believed that Lu Shaoqing could beat Jian Wanshan.

The gods were killed by him, Jian Wanshan can't be compared with the gods.

Zhuge Xun was much calmer. She sneered. She didn't believe that Lu Shaoqing couldn't beat Jian Wanshan.

The longer you get along with Lu Shaoqing, the more you know how terrible Lu Shaoqing is.

After Jian Yi finished laughing, he took the initiative to find Xiao Yi, "What do you think? You still dare to say that your second senior brother is invincible?"

Xiao Yi nodded, "Yes, my second senior brother is not invincible."

Everyone was stunned, and Xiao Yi also lost confidence?

Jian Yi raised his head and laughed, "Finally realized his shortcomings?"

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

"Idiot!" Yu Ling cursed directly.

Xia Yu seemed to be more cultured and gave Jian Yi an idiom, "Frog in the well!"

"Still stubborn at this time?" Being scolded by a beautiful woman, Jian Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Are you still unwilling to admit defeat?"

Xiao Yi shouted, "What are you admitting?"

"Second senior brother said that there are always people outside the sky, people outside the people, and dogs outside the dogs. He may lose to others, but he will never lose to the likes of you."

Cui Guan did not participate in the debate of the younger generation. His target was still Elder Rui.

"Elder Rui, is this the person next to you?"

"Stupid!"

Tan Ling's eyes widened. This old man was really hateful.

Elder Rui was not angry, but looked into the distance and said lightly, "Elder Cui, didn't you notice?"

"What?"

Elder Rui looked so wise and calm that Cui Guan finally found something wrong.

He looked over hurriedly, and at this moment, Lu Shaoqing also spoke.

"Are you okay?"

"Don't die, spit out blood if you feel uncomfortable, don't bear it."

This was said in the distance, but everyone's consciousness could capture it and it was clearly audible.

Everyone reacted instantly.

Something is wrong!

This tone, this kind of words, don't sound like what a defeated person should say.

Everyone's eyes were once again fixed on Lu Shaoqing and Jian Wanshan.

"Puff!"

Jian Wanshan couldn't hold it anymore, and blood spurted out of his mouth, forming a blood mist in the air.

Lv Shaoqing was terrified, worried that Jian Wanshan would die, but then he wanted to give a thumbs up.

Awesome, the stronger the person, the different the way he spits blood.

Look at such a large area, it almost covers half of the sky.

"Spray slowly, spray slowly," Lv Shaoqing pressed his hand down, signaling Jian Wanshan to slow down, "Don't spray too much at once, be careful not to catch up."

"Don't spray, it's not good for me."

Lv Shaoqing was worried to death.

He is so old and still not worrying.

Jian Wanshan was even more angry when he heard these words, and spit out more blood.

He spit out another mouthful before stopping.

After spitting out blood, Jian Wanshan's body trembled greatly, more violently than Lv Shaoqing just now.

From a distance, he seemed to be trying his best to control himself so that he could continue to stand.

The people in the distance were speechless.

So cheap!

Killing people and destroying their hearts is just like this.

Even Tan Ling, who disliked Jian Wanshan, couldn't help but complain, "Too bad."

Zhuge Xun covered his chest and said to Zi Che Weiwei, "Fortunately, it was the Sima family and the Gongzhong family who offended him the most."

Zi Che Weiwei nodded repeatedly, agreeing very much.

When Lu Shaoqing's opponent, not only was he physically injured,The spirit will also be destroyed.

Now it seems more reasonable that Jian Wanshan was defeated by Lu Shaoqing.

Cui Guan was dumbfounded, and Jian Yi was dazed.

"No, it's impossible!"

Jian Yi could not accept such a result. He held his head and shouted in disbelief, "It's not true, it's not true."

"Why?"

"With the Soul Burial Sword, I will not lose, absolutely not lose."

As if to confirm his words, a crisp cracking sound rang out.

The whistling gale could not cover it up.

"Crack..."

The Soul Burial Sword in Jian Wanshan's hand had cracks, one crack extending from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and countless tiny cracks spreading to the left and right.

In just a breath, the jade-white Soul Burial Sword was covered with cracks of varying sizes and was crumbling.

A gray breath came, giving people a feeling of dying.

Everyone knew that the Soul Burial Sword had been severely damaged. If it had not been for the tenacity of the eighth-level magic weapon, it might have been broken into pieces and completely destroyed.

But the Soul Burial Sword was not much better now, wandering on the edge of destruction.

It could be destroyed at any time.

The broken Soul Burial Sword also affected Jian Wanshan, who could no longer hold on and fell to the ground like a meteor.

"Ah, ah..."

Jian Yi saw this scene, opened his mouth, screamed, and finally vomited blood again, his eyes turned black, and he fell from the sky...