My brother is too strong.

The sudden sound was like thunder, shocking Mu Yang.

His soul seemed to leave his body in an instant.

Fear wrapped around him like a poisonous snake, causing his body to tremble instinctively.

He turned his head subconsciously.

However, a huge immortal consciousness overwhelmed him like a tide.

In the majestic divine consciousness, he felt countless swords piercing his soul, piercing him with holes.

"Ah..."

Mu Yang screamed fiercely...

When Lu Shaoqing was hit by Jiang Wenxuan's attack, flew backwards repeatedly, and even vomited blood, Yin Mingyu was shocked.

Did he finally suffer a loss?

It's not that Yin Mingyu can't stand Lu Shaoqing's good fortune, nor that she supports Mu Yang and others.

But she felt that the four immortals joined forces to deal with Lu Shaoqing, and were beaten by Lu Shaoqing, which made her feel very unreal.

After all, he was an immortal king, and he was outnumbered, but he couldn't do anything to Lu Shaoqing.

Watching the battle from the side, her worldview gradually collapsed.

Immortal king was the end of many people, but he was like a child in front of Lu Shaoqing.

Yin Mingyu believed that no matter who saw this scene, they would feel collapsed.

Now that Lu Shaoqing suffered a loss, she was relieved and felt that the world had returned to reality and would not continue to collapse.

Fortunately, fortunately, the immortal king is still useful.

Xiao Yi noticed Yin Mingyu's gratified expression and was dissatisfied, "What do you mean by this expression?"

"Are you happy that my second senior brother is like this?"

Yin Mingyu's expression immediately retracted, "No, it is inevitable that he will suffer a loss."

"What is inevitable? Humph!" Xiao Yi was even more dissatisfied, "They can't do anything to my second senior brother."

Yin Mingyu's eyes fell on the distance, and Lu Shaoqing's figure disappeared, as if he was blown away and disappeared.

This is the real world, Yin Mingyu thought to herself, and said calmly, "Isn't this the truth?"

"Even if he is very strong, he was careless. It is normal to suffer from carelessness."

Xiao Yi sneered at Yin Mingyu's words, "What do you know?"

"How can a big-breasted and brainless person like you guess what my second senior brother does?"

Big-breasted and brainless?

Yin Mingyu couldn't help but look down at her chest. She pointed to the distance, "Look for yourself..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Yang's screams came from a distance.

"Ah!"

The shrill screams echoed in the chaotic land, deafening.

Everyone's eyes fell on the distance again.

In the distance, the sword light lit up, and everyone saw that Mu Yang's body collapsed in the sword light.

Like Ying Zhengchu, Mu Yang's immortal soul could not escape and was held in Lu Shaoqing's hand.

"It's not a good habit to abandon your companions and run away!" While saying this, he erased Mu Yang's consciousness.

Another immortal king fell.

This scene shocked everyone.

Jiang Wenxuan, who wanted to take the opportunity to chase, turned around and ran away.

He even ignored Tu Gaoyang.

After killing two immortal kings in a short period of time, the immortal king with strong vitality was as fragile as a chick in front of Lu Shaoqing.

He died with a pinch.

Who wouldn't be afraid of such an opponent?

Jiang Wenxuan regretted it in his heart. He should not have listened to Mu Yang's instigation and came here to trouble Lu Shaoqing.

Isn't it just because of a gatekeeper?

It's totally unnecessary!

Jiang Wenxuan ran away at a very fast speed and disappeared in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

Tu Gaoyang didn't have time to react.

By the time he reacted, Jiang Wenxuan had already run away.

Lu Shaoqing hadn't arrived yet, and his health bar had already hit him.

The powerful sword intent and breath made him feel suffocated.

"Okay, I'll be the third one to kill you!"

Facing the shadow of death, Tu Gaoyang couldn't remain calm.

His pale face reflected the fear in his heart.

Mu Yang and Ying Zhengchu, who came with him, died, and his companion Jiang Wenxuan left him behind.

Tu Gaoyang could no longer muster the courage to fight against Lu Shaoqing.

His inner fighting spirit and courage were like ice cubes that saw the sun, constantly melting and finally disappearing under the sun.

Tu Gaoyang also turned around and fled.

He was already injured and his speed was not enough, so he had no way to escape from Lu Shaoqing's hands.

"Die!"

Lu Shaoqing waved his long sword, and the starlight in the sky fell again.

This time, no one shared the damage with Tu Gaoyang, and waited until the starlight fell, constantly bombarding Tu Gaoyang.

The Immortal Killing Sword Technique has an increased lethality against immortals.

Tu Gaoyang screamed and disappeared in the bombardment explosion...

"Hoohoo..."

Jiang Wenxuan ran away at a high speed, and kept running, not even daring to look back.

He didn't know how long he ran, and he stopped only when he felt tired.

He gasped for breath and looked back carefully.A glance.

He was relieved when he saw that there was no figure of Lv Shaoqing behind him.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Wenxuan looked ferocious, and was so scared that he left his companions and ran away. This was a great shame.

The face of the Immortal King was completely lost.

"Today's shame, I will repay it a hundredfold in the future..."

Jiang Wenxuan growled, like a wounded wolf.

After growling for a while, Jiang Wenxuan observed the surroundings.

He did not dare to run towards the direction of the immortal world, fearing that Lv Shaoqing would chase him, so he ran away aimlessly.

There was fog all around, and it was difficult to tell the direction in the chaotic land.

His face changed slightly. If he was trapped to death in the chaotic land, it would be enough for him to cry.

He scanned with his immortal consciousness and slowly moved in one direction.

Soon, he showed a look of joy on his face, and suddenly accelerated. In a moment, a person appeared in his sight.

A young man in green clothes who looked very ordinary and threatening.

Not the Immortal Lord!

Great!

Jiang Wenxuan was even happier, revealing his powerful aura.

"Boy, tell me your name!" Jiang Wenxuan was imposing, and acted like an Immortal Lord.

He looked at him unkindly, as if he wanted to vent his frustration on the man in front of him.

The young man in front of him spoke calmly, "Mu Yong..."