My brother is too strong.

The angry voice of Lu Shaoqing sounded like the sound of nature to many Saint Clan monks.

Many people even laughed, with a proud tone, expectation in their expressions, and cruelty in their eyes.

Mu Yong looked at the falling finger, which was lingering with a faint mist, and looked very elegant.

But the powerful breath and terrifying murderous intent emanating from it made people feel cold.

It was as if the Immortal Emperor above the nine heavens stretched out a finger to crush an ant to death.

Mu Yong stared at the black-robed man opposite him, "What is he going to do?"

"As the Saint Lord, you personally take action, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

What is the identity of the Saint Lord?

He is the most powerful existence on Hanxing, with unfathomable strength and incomparable status.

He is the Emperor of Hanxing, the most noble person on Hanxing.

To the Saint Lord, Lu Shaoqing and others are just ordinary mortals, not worth mentioning.

Even if they have some talent, they are not taken seriously by the Saint Lord.

Even if he wanted to kill them, he didn't have to do it himself.

As an emperor, killing a few mortals personally was an act of lowering his status.

The black-robed man laughed, but his tone was very cold, with a strong sense of disdain, "They are too useless, they didn't even force out Zhang Zheng's true strength."

"The incarnation can't come in, so he can only do it himself."

"Real strength?" Mu Yong was shocked and understood, "So the target has always been him."

"Why?"

Mu Yong was puzzled, "Compared to strength, Ji Yan is stronger, why is it him?"

The black-robed man's face was hidden under the black robe with a different look, "That kid is very evil, but he is very useful, haha..."

At the end, he couldn't help laughing.

"This time, the strength of the Saint Clan will be further improved, and returning to the ancestral star to fulfill the wishes of the ancestors is just around the corner!"

Mu Yong was shocked again. What is Lu Shaoqing's background and how important is he?

"What's the use of that kid?" Mu Yong stared at the black-robed man, revealing murderous intent.

"You want to know? Come back." The black-robed man did not explain, but stared at Mu Yong dimly, "You've been away for too long, and you've fallen behind in many things."

"Don't even think about it!" Mu Yong was determined and looked into the distance.

The black-robed man did not force it, but just laughed, "Forget it, you will come back sooner or later, but you just watch obediently now..."

In the distance, Lu Shaoqing was extremely sad and angry.

The huge finger fell from the sky, slowly, and the rumbling sound was deafening.

As it fell, the world seemed to collapse, and the strong oppression made the three of them breathless.

Xiao Yi's teeth were fighting, "Master, Senior Brother..."

Xiao Yi was the weakest, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, her face was pale, and her body trembled instinctively.

The terrifying breath from the finger made her tremble uncontrollably.

Such a breath was too terrifying.

Ji Yan's eyes were burning, staring at the huge finger in the sky.

The Wuqiu Sword behind him was humming and shaking.

A strong fighting spirit broke out.

This was the Holy Lord's personal attack, and Ji Yan wanted to rush up to test the Holy Lord's powerful strength.

Unfortunately, he was in a very bad state now, his body was empty, and he could only exert less than 10% of his strength.

The battle with Jian Wu made him in a very bad state, and his strength was exhausted. It would take at least one or two months to recover.

Lu Shaoqing cursed and held the Mojun Sword in his hand.

Ji Yan said to him, "It's up to you."

"Watch your sister," Lu Shaoqing said without turning his head, "get out of my way."

Lu Shaoqing swung his sword, and the first move was the third move of the Lihuo Sword Art.

Lihuo burned the sky.

The sky was like a kerosene covered with flames, and it instantly ignited a sky full of flames when it encountered a spark.

White flames ignited, and in just a moment they covered the entire sky.

The sky and earth seemed to be burned by flames, and the terrifying temperature filled the air, causing the faces of the Saint Clan monks who were watching the battle from afar to change greatly.

"Is this guy so strong?"

"You must be kidding me..."

As soon as Lu Shaoqing made a move, flames enveloped the entire sky. From a distance, the huge finger was surrounded by flames, as if it was about to be melted by the overwhelming flames.

The Saint Clan monks felt the terrifying temperature coming from them, and they knew that Lu Shaoqing's powerful strength was far beyond their imagination.

Many people looked ugly. They had been laughing at Lu Shaoqing's strength being inferior to Ji Yan before, but now it seemed that Lu Shaoqing's strength was not worse than Ji Yan's.

Seeing the entire sky turn red, the raging flames seemed to burn the sky into ashes, and the huge hand had already fallen into the flames, making it difficult to see.

Many people became worried.

Should the Saint LordWill they be defeated by the human race?

If so, it will be a big blow to them.

But soon, the Saint Clan monks breathed a sigh of relief.

The huge fingers continued to fall, and the flames clinging to them went out one after another.

There was no trace of burning on the surface of the fingers.

"Great, haha, how could he be the opponent of the Holy Lord?"

"Naive, think that you can do anything to the Holy Lord like this?"

"The Holy Lord is the most powerful."

"The Holy Lord is mighty!"

Seeing this, Lu Shaoqing frowned even more.

Damn it, the damn Holy Lord, he has lived so much in vain, and he is so immoral that he actually sneak attacks this handsome guy.

Damn it, he must be so petty because he sees me handsome and becomes the Holy Lord?

"Holy Lord, you stinky and shameless stingy ghost!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Lu Shaoqing shouted to the sky again.

Then the Mojun Sword was swung out, still the third move of the Lihuo Sword Art.

The flames in the sky appeared again, but this time, the white flames turned black, forming a black sea of ​​fire.

The black flames flew all over the sky like flying crows.

Although it was a flame, it exuded a strange breath, giving people a cold and icy feeling.

The black flames were once again attached to the fingers, and this time, the situation seemed to have changed.

The huge finger made a sizzling sound and emitted black smoke, as if it was corroded, and pits appeared on the surface.

This scene shocked everyone.

Is this human race really so powerful?

Jian Wu, who finally woke up, also saw this scene, and almost scared him to faint again.

Is that damn human race so powerful?

If he had used this trick at that time, would he have been corroded into slag?

Just as Lu Shaoqing showed some joy on his face, the huge finger suddenly accelerated. It was as slow as a snail just now, and it was like lightning the next moment.

It was so fast that it appeared in front of Lu Shaoqing in the blink of an eye, just like teleportation.

Crushed him to the ground...