Most of Lu Shaoqing's body was stained red with blood, scarred, and it was difficult to hide his weakness.

His body trembled slightly, and no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was seriously injured.

If it weren't for insistence, Jian Wanshan felt that Lu Shaoqing would definitely not be able to stand firmly.

Although the Soul Burial Sword Spirit doesn't look much better.

But at least he was not unilaterally crushed by Lu Shaoqing, and his state was not much better than Lu Shaoqing.

Overall, the Soul Burial Sword Spirit has a slight upper hand.

Jian Wanshan's heart was settled, and he sneered, "Stupid human, I still think how powerful you are, it turns out that you are just boasting." ”

Lu Shaoqing smiled, regained his hateful and itchy appearance, and puffed out his chest, "At least better than you." ”

It looks like he's showing off being better than him in some way.

Jian Wanshan was half dead in anger.

"Damn! Inferior human beings! ”

Lu Shaoqing continued to sneer, "What's the use of you here?" ”

"Didn't you end up crying like a grandson and calling your grandfathers to make a move?"

"You can only be a spectator now, and you don't have any power."

Jian Wanshan's face changed slightly, and he felt a chill in his heart, Lu Shaoqing actually knew this?

Just for this point, Jian Wanshan knew that he had underestimated Lu Shaoqing before.

Here in the Burial Soul Realm, the power is not unlimited, and the power he invokes must be allowed by the Burial Soul Sword Spirit.

Moreover, once the Soul Burial Sword Spirit mobilized all his strength, he could only be reduced to a spectator.

In the end, Lu Shaoqing pointed to Jian Wanshan, "You wait, I killed your ancestor, and I will kill you again." ”

"Ahem..."

After finishing speaking, he coughed violently twice and vomited blood in front of Jian Wanshan.

Then Lu Shaoqing no longer paid attention to Jian Wanshan, but beckoned to the Soul Burial Sword Spirit, "Come, quickly become a child and let your uncle hug you." ”

"Damn!"

The Soul Burial Sword Spirit shouted angrily and waved his hand.

"Bang!"

Lu Shaoqing carried the invisible force, and in the end, although he took two steps back, Lu Shaoqing opened his mouth and laughed, "You can't do it, admit defeat." ”

"The attack just now, your body has been severely damaged by me, even if you have strength, you can't exert it."

"Let's see who runs out of energy first, ahem....."

Seeing this, Jian Wanshan's heart moved, and a thought suddenly came to him.

He said to the Soul Burial Sword Spirit, "Lord Sword Spirit, please lend me my strength and let me deal with him, you hurry up and recover." ”

Lu Shaoqing was immediately shocked when he heard this, pointed at Jian Wanshan and shouted, "Old guy, don't be too troublesome." ”

"What are you doing with it?"

Jian Wanshan laughed and looked directly at Lu Shaoqing, "Here, maybe I'm not as good as you." ”

"But now, I'm not hurt, and you're hurt....."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the soul burial sword spirit, and he nodded slowly, "So, go ahead!" ”

After saying that, its body continued to shrink, and once again it took on the appearance of a child.

The light of his body became dimmer, and his breath became weaker.

Feeling the powerful power, Jian Wanshan trembled all over his body and raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Haha..."

Jian Wanshan couldn't describe his mood at this time.

He was so excited that he stared at Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing couldn't help but worry and reminded, "Don't get excited, why are you Mu family people excited at every turn?" ”

"Beware of blood pressure spikes, Karma."

"Calm down, what's the matter?"

People from the Mu family?

Jian Wanshan's anger was ignited suddenly.

However, he took a deep breath and pressed it down.

He felt that he could kill Lu Shaoqing now, and before that, he didn't complain a few words, and he was not happy.

"Stupid human, you're dying."

"I'm excited because I can tear you into pieces with my own hands."

Lu Shaoqing shook his head, very disdainful, "It's up to you?" Far from it. ”

"I warn you, don't mess around, or you'll regret it."

Jian Wanshan laughed, "Regret? ”

"I think you regret it."

Laughing, laughing, Jian Wanshan slammed out.

"Die!"

The light from the sky converged, and the invisible power surged again.

Soon it engulfed Lu Shaoqing, shining brightly.

The shining light fell on Jian Wanshan's eyes, and in Jian Wanshan's opinion, the light in front of him swept away the haze in his heart.

It is the light that clears all enemies, and it is the light that makes his sword family stand tall.

"Hehe, haha..."

"Haha..."

Jian Wanshan's laughter gradually became rampant, echoing in this space.

"No matter how strong you are? After all, you are the soul of my sword family, and my sword family is the most powerful existence. ”

"Any ant who dares to offend my sword family will eventually taste regret it, and will provoke my sword ..... later."

It's still the same, Jian Wanshan's words haven't finished yet, and he was stunned.

Below, a red light rose into the sky, and the white light was swallowed up again.

Shooting like lightning, Jian Wanshan didn't have time to dodge at all, and was swallowed by the red light.

"Ahh

Jian Wanshan screamed.

Surrounded by the red light, Jian Wanshan once again felt the heat, and the terrifying heat seemed to melt his body.

Watching his body continue to crumble, Jian Wanshan was terrified.

When Jian Wanshan felt that he was going to die, the light dissipated.

Jian Wanshan floated in the air, and the intense pain almost made him faint.

"Why?"

Jian Wanshan was puzzled.

Obviously, Lu Shaoqing was already seriously injured, why could he still resist his attack?

"It's easy, because you're too good." Lu Shaoqing appeared in front of Jian Wanshan.

The faint sound was like thunder, shaking the souls of the sword and the mountains.

Jian Wanshan looked at Lu Shaoqing, the fear in his heart surging out like a flood that burst the embankment, and his body trembled again.

The Lu Shaoqing he saw had a strong breath, like the scorching sun at noon, exuding a sharp aura that made people dare not look at it directly.

"You, you..."

Jian Wanshan was horrified, "You, you're not injured?" ”

"Of course it's hurt," Lu Shaoqing replied with a smile, "but it's not that serious." ”

"How? Is my acting good? ”

Jian Wanshan is going crazy, how can there be such a despicable human being, he is afraid, "Lord Sword Spirit......"

Such an enemy is too terrifying, so let's deal with it by Lord Sword Spirit.

However, when Jian Wanshan turned his head to look, he saw that the Soul Burial Sword Spirit was pressed to the ground by Mo Jun and rubbed......