Thousands of blood filaments opened, and the filaments were like countless poisonous snakes, revealing their poisonous fangs, and shrouded towards Ji Yan.

Now that Lu has suffered a loss, it is difficult to resist Lu Shaoqing like that.

Although he was dissatisfied with Lu for robbing his prey, Lu was his own person after all, and he was also a celebrity around the Holy Lord, so he couldn't die without help.

In order to put pressure on Lu Shaoqing, Long Jian made the first move, but this time he didn't keep his hand.

The main thing is to force Lu Shaoqing to throw a rat machine and force Lu Shaoqing to save people.

If Lu Shaoqing rushes over to save Ji Yan, Lu will be out of danger.

Of course, if Lu Shaoqing doesn't come, he can kill Ji Yan first, and then kill Lu Shaoqing when the time comes, which is the same as making a sure profit.

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

Lu Shaoqing's performance made him feel that Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan were just a little bit of friendship, but it was just a little, not much.

Lu couldn't save him, so he killed Lu Shaoqing again to help Lu take revenge, and when the time came, he could explain to the Holy Lord when he went back.

The filaments flew and wriggled all over the sky, like a school of fish in the sea, frantically attacking the food.

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

Long Jian was proud in his heart, the ruthlessness in his eyes was even stronger, and when he saw that it was almost over, he grabbed his open right hand fiercely and turned it into a fist.

In the next moment, Ji Yan will be reduced to endless fragments.

However, a thousand blood threads were wrapped and tightened, but soon a powerful counter-pressure came, and the smile on Long Jian's face froze.

Like he did with Lu Shaoqing before, he couldn't move forward, as if he had encountered an incomparably hard object.

Long Jian's heart couldn't help but give birth to a bad thought.

And again like before?

No, is Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan's sect majoring in the flesh? Aren't they sword cultivators?

Would Jian Xiu's body be so strong?

When Long Jian was about to exert his strength, suddenly an incomparably sharp sword intent erupted, rushing straight into the nine heavens, stirring countless wind and clouds, and shaking the sky.

Even if he was wrapped in a thousand bloods, Long Jian could still feel the edge of this sword intent.

Long Jian's body 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 cut the sky open, 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 wants to scold his mother, how long has it been?

It's less than a day, and the plan has been consolidated?

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

Why wasn't he in a hurry and felt like everything was under control?

Don't you just feel that Ji Yan hasn't consolidated his realm yet, don't you worry?

Now it seems that arrogance and misjudgment.

Is this something that can be done by a human being?

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

I thought that it was outrageous enough to come up with a Lu Shaoqing who could communicate with the Heavenly Tribulation, but now there is one more plan.

Outrageous, do you open the door every day?

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

Long Jian reacted and hurriedly manipulated Thousand Bloods again, trying to strangle the danger in the cradle.

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

The sword light soared into the sky, the heavens and the earth shook, the sharp sword intent permeated, and the sound of the sigh, the sky and the earth were pierced through countless small holes.

The sharp breath makes Long Jian feel like sitting on pins and needles, and he can feel the deep sting from afar.

Long Jian stretched out his hand, and the split thousand blood threads gathered again, flying all over the sky, turning into a red wall.

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

Looking at the thousand blood threads like the wall of heaven and earth, Long Jian's heart was a little relieved.

But Long Jian, who reacted, immediately became angry in his heart.

Damn it!

Ji Yan's sword actually made him subconsciously retreat in his heart.

Wait, I'm going to kill you.

As soon as the thought fell, a sharp pain suddenly came, appearing from the depths of his soul, making Long Jian's body tremble.

Hair, what happened?

Long Jian was in anger when suddenly the white light in front of him lit up, and he looked up.

A flash of white light appeared from the thousand blood threads, and the next moment, it flew all over the sky, like a thousand blood threads of a wall of sighs, like a white paper that was broken through it by a knife and turned in half.

"No, it can't be!"

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

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

How hard Thousand Blood Threads are, no one knows except Long Jian.

Long Jian once thought that his thousand blood threads were the hardest existence in the world, indestructible, and likewise, indestructible.

No amount of divine weapons could destroy his thousand bloods.

Even Lu Shaoqing can only devour part of his thousand blood filaments by unknown means, but the impact is not too great.

However, Ji Yan was able to split his thousand blood threads, countless filaments were cut off, and at the same time, he also lost his aura, as if he was dead, scattered between heaven and earth.

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

Ji Yan, with sharp eyes and a cold face, stood above the void, hunting in white, like a Nine Heavens Sword God descending to earth.

Ji Yan held the long sword in his hand and looked at Long Jian quietly.

A calm gaze. 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 realization that they had provoked the wrong person.

Whether it is Lu Shaoqing or Ji Yan, they are not ordinary people.

He is young, extremely talented, less than 100 years old, and is already in the realm of refining the void, holding a powerful sword technique, and his combat effectiveness is terrifying.

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

Du Te has an abnormal painting style.。

Normal people come to trouble abnormal people, do you need to talk about the results?

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

"I don't believe it!"

He refused to believe this fact.

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

When Ji Yan heard this, he looked at him with calm eyes, and suddenly the breath on Ji Yan's body shook suddenly, and it climbed steadily.

Long Jian was shocked, and so were the onlookers from afar......