The young man in white also headed towards the center. His face was stern, a bit gloomy, and his eyes had a terrifying cold gaze.

The aura on his body spread out unscrupulously, and everyone present seemed to be able to feel its powerful pressure even through the screen.

He is the strongest being of the younger generation of the Jian family. He is less than fifty years old and has already reached the seventh level of Nascent Soul.

In the Holy Land, no one knows Jian Yi's name when he mentions it.

After Xuan saw Jian Yi, he inadvertently sat upright with a solemn expression.

He cares very much about Jianyi.

I came down here specifically this time, mainly because I wanted to see Jian Yi’s recent status.

He and Jian Yi competed for the Third Holy Son, and he narrowly defeated Jian Yi with one move.

Although his strength has improved by leaps and bounds after practicing with the Holy Lord, Jian Yi has the support of the sword master and his strength has never lagged behind him.

Jian Yi's existence put great pressure on him.

The Saints are very realistic, whoever does the best will get the best.

If Jian Yi's strength exceeds his, his status will be in jeopardy.

As soon as the sword appeared on the screen, there was even louder cheers from outside.

Although the status of the three holy sons is revered, they still practice on the holy mountain all year round.

In the eyes of the Saint people, it is far less friendly than practicing here in the Holy Land and meeting Jian Yi from time to time.

Coupled with the Jian family's promotion of Jian Yi, Jian Yi quickly became a super idol in the Holy Land.

Handsome and powerful, who wouldn't be interested in such a master?

Lu Shaoqing curled his lips and said, "Slut."

As expected, swordsmen wearing white clothes are all cowards and should be beaten.

However, Lu Shaoqing had to admit that Jian Yi did look like a master.

However, in his mind, the strongest one is his senior brother.

so

, Lu Shaoqing is not worried at all about Jianyi.

Among his peers, even if his opponent is in the late Nascent Soul stage, he still believes that his senior brother can win.

Lu Shaoqing stretched and moved his body to make sitting more comfortable.

There are too many people here, otherwise I would have to lie down.

Sure enough, I am still thin-skinned.

Tan Ling felt angry when she saw Lu Shaoqing like this.

The whole person was almost sunk into the animal skin sofa, leaning crookedly, not lying down, but it was no different from lying down.

No manners at all.

Tan Ling was filled with anger, and she didn't know if your master would whip you with a belt when he saw you like this.

Jianlan became excited when she saw her younger brother. She pointed at her younger brother and said, "Jianyi will definitely win first place this time."

"Jianyi must do his best in everything he does."

His tone of voice was proud and prideful, and the eyes he looked at were also full of pride.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing's appearance, Jianlan's eyes became even more disdainful.

For such a guy, it seems that his senior brother is not that great.

The two brothers are probably the same guy.

Once you have some strength, you won't know how high the sky is.

She taunted, "Your senior brother is dead. If you try to challenge my brother, he won't hold back."

Lu Shaoqing clicked his ears and said, "We'll see, your brother is such a coward, he might be beaten to death on the way."

"I have to say something in advance. If your brother is beaten to death and eliminated, I will be considered the winner."

Gladiolus-like

As if he had heard the funniest joke, he burst into laughter, with rouge powder falling on his twitching face.

"Are you talking in your sleep? Who is Jian Yi's opponent?"

Cui Qi and Luan Xingyue also shook their heads and sneered.

If Jian Yi could be defeated so easily, he would not deserve such a high reputation.

"A guy who has never seen the world." Jianlan sneered, and just when he was about to continue his contempt, Shi Liao shouted again.

"Someone has found Master Jianyi."

When Jianlan heard this, she immediately disdained, "There are still people who are not afraid of death?"

However, when her eyes fell on the picture, she froze and subconsciously called out, "Mu, Mu Yong?"

The expressions of the others also changed slightly, and they showed fear in their eyes.

Even Xuan is like this.

Lu Shaoqing noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere. He looked at the young man in the picture, dressed in green clothes, coming in the wind, elegant and domineering, like an eagle soaring in the air, choosing the opportunity to devour.

The young man has an ordinary appearance and is the type who would be instantly ignored in a crowd.

This young man appeared, and Jian Yi, who had just been rushing forward with his unscrupulous aura, stopped and stood ready for battle.

Lu Shaoqing was curious and seemed to have some background. He asked Shi Liao, "Who is he?"

Shi Liao looked at Mu Yong in the picture and slowly introduced Mu Yong in a low voice.

Mu Yong is a man from the Holy Clan who walks alone. No one knows where he comes from, and no one knows his true identity.

He will appear in the competition to compete for the qualification to climb the Holy Mountain.

And he was able to get a spot every time, but he never went to the Holy Mountain.

It's like taking part in a competition

Just for fun.

His strength is unfathomable, and no one has yet been able to truly tap into his strength.

The Holy Land extended an olive branch to him, and even promised him the position of an outer sect elder, but they could not move him.

After each competition, he will disappear.

The Holy Land also sent people to search for him, but no trace of him could be found.

After Lu Shaoqing heard this, he was also curious about this person named Mu Yong, "Could it be that he wants to do this?"

Shi Liao shook his head, "Some people speculate that he should come from a hidden family and come out to find someone to learn from."

This can also explain why we don't go to the Holy Mountain.

The hidden family has a complete inheritance, so there is no need to envy the inheritance of the Holy Land.

"Can he beat Jianyi?" Lu Shaoqing became a little more interested, sat up slightly and looked at the screen.

If he defeats Jian Yi, even if he doesn't kill him and makes him lose his fighting power, he will still be considered a winner in this bet.

You can leave a lot of time for your senior brother.

Although Jianlan was surprised by Mu Yong's appearance, she still had full confidence in her brother.

"It's not like he hasn't fought before, so how can he be Jian Yi's opponent?"

As everyone was talking, Mu Yong came to Jian Yi and greeted him like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, "Jian Yi, long time no see."

Jian Yi looked at Mu Yong coldly, "You still dare to appear in front of me?"

Mu Yong flipped his wrist, and a long sword with a cold light appeared in his hand, "Why don't you dare? You haven't defeated me. Come on, let me see how much you have improved."

After finishing speaking, take the lead in attacking.
Chapter completed!