Deity Hero: Me! Gaining Disciples Makes Me Stronger!

"I'm afraid that King Xuan can't hold on any longer, right?"

Someone said in a low voice.

"No matter how strong Xuan Yi is, he's still only a Sage Realm practitioner. A single bolt of thunder can destroy a Heavenly King Realm practitioner."

"A total of one hundred and eight thunder tribulations. It's already not easy to reach this stage."

Everyone sighed.

Although Xuan Yi had many enemies, in the eyes of many practitioners, they still hoped that Xuan Yi could persevere.

They hoped that Xuan Yi could achieve this myth.

Of course, there were those who encouraged him and those who mocked him.

"Hehe, let's see how Xuan Yi will die this time. I'm afraid there won't be any bones left."

"That's right. Can't he just follow the path of an ordinary person? Why must he play such tricks?"

Hearing these words about Xuan Yi, the numerous disciples were naturally extremely displeased.

In their hearts, Xuan Yi was an immortal-like figure. How could they allow this group of ignorant fellows to slander him like this.

Jian Chen, who had just returned to the ancient battlefield not long ago, immediately flew into a towering rage. He directly took out his sixth grade numinous treasure, and his sword intent shined brightly.

The other disciples also took out their own numinous treasures.

"I think it's a person who doesn't care about his own life that's gossiping about our teacher!"

However, they were quickly dissuaded by Ming Yuelan and the others, who were the steadiest among them.

Under the current circumstances, it was even more inappropriate for them to quarrel, so as to prevent Xuan Yi from being distracted.

As long as Xuan Yi could endure this thunder tribulation, they would naturally have to suffer.

The Divine Emperor Wu Chi glanced at those people who were making sarcastic remarks indifferently.

Their hearts trembled and they hurriedly shut their mouths. They all understood Divine Emperor Wu Chi's warning.

There were still forty-five thunder tribulations left in the thunder pool. Like thunder dragons, they continued to charge towards Xuan Yi.

Not only that, other than these forty-five thunder dragons, there was also the most powerful golden divine thunder that did not appear.

Divine Emperor Wu Chi did not say a word. There was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

Could it be that this Xuan Yi really could not withstand the thunder tribulation?

However, in the next moment, a long howl was heard from within.

Although Xuan Yi was riddled with injuries, his aura was soaring. His sword aura reached the heavens and his sword intent was threatening. He was like a sharp sword that stood between the Heaven and Earth.

Facing this vast thunder tribulation, the terrifying might of the Heaven and Earth.

Xuan Yi smiled indifferently, and the thirty-six stars behind him burst out with light.

Standing upright, the thunder dragon pounced over. Xuan Yi held his sword and attacked. His sword intent was like a galloping dragon, roaring as he attacked.

The sword light flashed, and the sword intent swept out. In an instant, a thunder dragon was chopped into pieces.

"Roar!" The thunder dragon roared, and the thunder turned into electric arcs that swept towards Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi wielded his sword and attacked. Sword light flashed and electric arcs scattered in all directions. Xuan Yi's sword technique became more and more fierce and faster.

The thunder dragon was destroyed again and again. However, the thunder dragon seemed to never know fatigue.

Wave after wave, it never stopped.

Xuan Yi's expression was grave. The sword momentum became faster and faster, and the thunder dragon became more and more concentrated.

Boom! Suddenly, the sound of thunder rang out. A bolt of thunder struck down and directly hit Xuan Yi's shoulder.

Xuan Yi grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still did not give up on resisting.

Xuan Yi roared and shook his wrist. The sword light was like a rainbow, shattering the thunder that struck down.

His body was like lightning as he passed through the sea of thunder. The longsword carried a terrifying sword intent. Every time it stabbed out, a thunder dragon would be destroyed.

"Phew!" Finally, a bolt of thunder struck Xuan Yi's back. A powerful pain surged into Xuan Yi's mind. Xuan Yi only felt a wave of dizziness. He was about to fall down, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

The many practitioners at the side watched in fear. Xuan Yi's condition was too dangerous.

Xuan Yi waved the long sword in his hand while using his own body to resist the erosion of the thunder.

When the thunder entered his body, Xuan Yi felt as if his body was being torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.

Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body swayed a few times. Finally, he could not hold on and fell down.

Xuan Yi lay on the ground, his body trembling. His lips were white and his eyes were wide open. He stared at the thunder in the sky as if he could not believe it. It was as if he wanted to find the answer from the thunder in the sky, he wanted to find freedom from it.

At this moment, Xuan Yi felt that his eyelids were heavy and his consciousness became blurry.

Gradually, Xuan Yi closed his eyes. At this moment, a drop of crystal clear tears rolled down and fell on the ground, splashing water.

Many people watched the scene in front of them anxiously. In the next moment, the drops of water fell on Xuan Yi's lips.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and once again, a monstrous fighting spirit burst out. Xuan Yi's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was emitting a strong fighting spirit, which shocked everyone around him.

"This, how is this possible? He can actually stand up?"

"That's right. He was struck quite heavily by the heavenly tribulation just now, right?" Many people looked at the scene in front of them and were in disbelief.

This was even more terrifying than seeing a ghost. This was simply a miracle. It was simply a miracle.

Xuan Yi stood up and his entire body was filled with a powerful battle intent. His eyes were filled with a strong battle intent.

Xuan Yi raised his head and looked at the sky, his face full of arrogance as he said, "Don't you all want to destroy? Then I'll play with you all to the end!"

After saying this, Xuan Yi's body moved and he directly leaped up.

Taking a step forward, his entire body disappeared from where he stood. In the next moment, his figure had already appeared in a sea of purple thunder.

Countless bolts of thunder roared and rumbled continuously.

However, Xuan Yi did not care at all. His eyes were like torches and his gaze was sharp. His figure was ethereal as he constantly moved within the sea of thunder.

The remaining thirty-six thunder dragons pounced towards Xuan Yi once again.

However, Xuan Yi suddenly stopped at this moment. His body suddenly disappeared and he reappeared once again.

He had already appeared in another place. He waved his sword and sword energy swept out. The sword light was sharp. Wherever it passed by, everything was shattered.

The thunder completely disappeared at this moment. This was sword intent, this was sword art.

Under one sword strike, the thunder was shattered. Xuan Yi danced wildly. His figure, his longsword, and his figure continuously shuttled through the sea of thunder.

With each sword strike, a thunder dragon was destroyed by him. Xuan Yi's figure continuously shuttled through, a bolt of thunder, and a sword shattered.

Xuan Yi's figure continuously changed, and with each attack, a bolt of thunder was destroyed by him.

These thunder dragons were formed from countless electric arcs, and they also contained extremely powerful energy.

The purple thunder pillar that reached to the sky ruthlessly smashed onto Xuan Yi's body. Xuan Yi's body trembled, and he was once again sent flying.