My brother is too strong.

The sword intent took shape, and the silver-white dragon came fiercely and murderously.

The body of a thousand feet was flying in the clouds, and the invisible sword intent was like the might of a dragon, shocking the four directions, like a real dragon descending.

The range of a thousand miles was filled with countless sword intents.

Even though it was not the first time that Ji Yan had taken action.

But every time, the Saint Clan cultivators were horrified and felt deep awe in their hearts.

Too strong.

The sword intent was pure and invincible.

It seemed that Ji Yan was the peerless sword cultivator who walked out of the holy land of sword cultivators.

Facing the fierce dragon, Jian Wu also looked solemn.

There was no need to say how powerful the people who had comprehended the third level of sword intent were. The people who fell under Ji Yan's sword had already explained everything.

Invincible among his peers, even Jian Yi, who was considered a genius in sword cultivation, was not Ji Yan's opponent.

But this was not enough to stump Jian Wu.

Jian Wu also grew up with the title of genius. He killed countless enemies along the way, and countless people died in his hands. He stepped on countless corpses to get to where he is today.

Whether it is combat experience or personal strength, it is not comparable to a young man like Jian Yi.

Facing this sword, Jian Wu did not dodge.

With his status, if he dodges, even if he wins, he will be laughed at.

Jian Wu picked out a sword, a plain sword.

But a shocking sword intent burst out, a surging force rushed up to the sky, mighty, like the blue waves in the sky, and the powerful force crushed the world.

Although Jian Wu did not comprehend the third level of sword intent, he did not simply compete with Ji Yan in sword intent.

He would not make such a low-level mistake.

Bang!

The roaring dragon seemed to hit an invisible iron wall, and the sword intent burst out.

The sharp sword intent was like countless sharp knives wreaking havoc on everything.

Within a radius of 100 miles.

Like rain, countless sword intentions fell on the ground, rumbling explosions sounded, countless explosions occurred, and smoke and dust rolled.

The surface of the earth seemed to have been shoveled away.

The sharp sword intentions and powerful energy made the faces of many monks around change drastically.

The legs of those with low strength were trembling secretly, too terrifying, too terrible.

Not to mention direct resistance, the aftermath of the battle alone was enough to kill them.

In the first round, the two sides tied.

Jian Wu's expression was very ugly.

Only after the fight did he truly feel the horror of Ji Yan.

He had such combat power at such a young age. Does the human race really have such a powerful genius?

Compared with Ji Yan, the genius in his own family was simply a pile of shit in front of Ji Yan.

Even Jian Yi, the genius cultivated by the Jian family with all his strength, was far, far behind Ji Yan.

Jian Wu's eyes flickered. Looking at Ji Yan in white clothes, Jian Wu's killing intent surged again and reached its peak.

If such a genius of the human race is not eliminated, it will be difficult to feel at ease.

Thinking of this, Jian Wu shouted and took the initiative to attack, "Kill!"

The long sword stabbed out, and black sword lights lit up, like a thrown black spear, emitting a strange breath, leaving a residual image in the air and stabbing towards Ji Yan.

"Xuanming Sword Art!"

The Jian family members shouted in a low voice, revealing excitement in their voices.

"Humph, a mere human race, this is a heavenly sword art, how can he resist it?"

"Once hit, not only the body, but also the consciousness will be severely damaged, or even annihilated."

"Let's see how he resists..."

In a blink of an eye, dozens of black spears formed a black rain of arrows, covering Ji Yan.

The black spears exuded a strange breath, cold and gloomy, as if they could freeze a person's soul.

Ji Yan had only one response to Jian Wu's attack.

The Wuqiu Sword in his hand swept across, and in an instant, this space imitated a breeze.

The breeze came slowly, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.

Xiaoyao Sword Technique!

The same heavenly sword technique, the sword light was bright and sharp.

"Bang!"

The two's moves collided again, and the powerful sword intent was released again.

The black spear continued to melt in the bright sword light until it finally disappeared.

However, Ji Yan himself also groaned, his body shook, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Many people felt strange.

It seemed that Ji Yan had blocked Jian Wu's attack, and Jian Wu's sword intent could not cause any waves in front of Ji Yan, but why was Ji Yan still injured?

Mu Yong's eyes were cold, and he whispered to himself, "Jian Wu is not stupid. He knows that in a sword intent competition, he has no chance of winning."

Ji Yan, who has comprehended the third level of sword intent, is a god to Jian Wu, who has only comprehended the second level of sword intent.

In a simple sword intent competition, even if Jian Wu is a god, he can't take advantage.

For Ji Yan, Jian Wu's real advantage is his own cultivation level.

Yuanying Late NineThe level is the level of the fifth level of the Nascent Soul. In this respect, Jian Wu is also a god to Ji Yan.

Jian Wu has a solid foundation and strong strength, which is definitely not comparable to Cui Zhangming, a water-goods.

Mu Yong was very curious, "Facing such an opponent, how do you, a human race, deal with it?"

However, Ji Yan's response was very simple and rough.

Facing Jian Wu's attack, Ji Yan did not retreat, and fought against Jian Wu fiercely.

The two sides fought back and forth, you and I.

The long sword roared, the sword light was dazzling,

Thousands of sword lights intertwined, illuminating this place, dazzling and dazzling, making people dare not look directly.

Ji Yan had more and more wounds on his body, and his injuries gradually worsened.

But the fighting spirit in Ji Yan's body became stronger and stronger, and the eyes of his eyes became stronger and stronger, like a dazzling divine light, reflecting the void and tearing the sky.

The strong fighting spirit made him like a god of war, invincible, moving forward bravely, and never retreating.

Ji Yan's appearance made the Cui family look very ugly.

Bad memories hit them again.

Not long ago, several of them, Yuanying, besieged Ji Yan. Ji Yan also entered this state during the battle, and finally defeated them with heavy casualties.

Mu Yong was also shocked to see Ji Yan like this.

Finally, he exclaimed, "This human race is too strong."

In this state, even if there is an immortal emperor in front of him, Ji Yan will not retreat, even if he dies, he will bite off a piece of meat.

Suddenly, the Wuqiu sword in Ji Yan's hand was swung out, bursting with dazzling light.

The strong sword intent was like boiling water, reaching its peak, strong and invincible.

Jian Wu also had to dodge back and avoid Ji Yan's sword.

Then Ji Yan closed his eyes, and the breath of his body was like the rising sun, gradually becoming hotter.

"This..."

Everyone was shocked, "Is this a breakthrough?"