Thunder Martial

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Zi Chen punched out, like a big wave that overwhelmed mountains and seas, with a turbulent momentum.

Feeling the coercion of the terrifying aura, Xuan Cheng began to mobilize the power of the four-star holy spirit around him.

But unlike what everyone imagined, he didn't attack, but defended.

The Holy Shield of Thunder!

The power of countless holy spirits converged in front of him, and then turned into a materialized shield. Countless thunderbolts shone on the shield, and a word "thunder" was engraved in the center.

This is the defensive technique of the Saint Thunder Clan, and Zichen has not mastered it.

His fist was blocked by the holy shield.

With a bang, the fist light exploded.

The dazzling light bloomed, the terrifying thunder flooded the holy shield, and the roaring sound was deafening one after another.

Under the impact of terrifying energy, Xuan Cheng began to retreat.

Cracks appeared on the holy shield in front of him, and after retreating more than ten feet, the holy shield exploded with a bang.

The powerful force shocked Xuan Cheng back again.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something unusual beside him.

His figure flickered, leaving an afterimage on the spot.

With a scoff, the afterimage was split into two.

Originally, he wanted to stun the opponent's Zi Chen with the back of the knife, but he missed in one blow.

At this moment, Zi Chen felt a dangerous wind coming from behind, and immediately used the Holy Thunder Nine Flashes.

In the midst of disillusionment, Zi Chen disappeared.

A thunderous light passed behind Zi Chen.

Swish!

Swish!

At this moment, Lei Shan faced Saint Lei Jiu Shan, the two-star Zi Chen, and the four-star Xuan Cheng.

This battle is no longer the same as before,

Quick end.

With a difference of two realms, the combat power of the two is evenly matched.

Everyone was astonished to see it. With the fighting power displayed by Zi Chen right now, he definitely belongs to the best among the core disciples, vaguely comparable to those frightening existences.

"Hehe, fortunately brother Zichen is only at the level of two stars. If it is three stars, the current Xuan Cheng will probably cry for his father and mother?"

Outside the fighting space, Pei Wenyao said with a smile, the sarcasm in his words couldn't be more obvious.

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"This statement is wrong. Realm is always the most fundamental existence, and there are not so many hypotheses. Zichen's current two-star realm can only prove that his strength is not good enough."

There were other people in the crowd who spoke, obviously they were people who had a good relationship with Xuan Cheng.

Pei Wenyao said with a faint smile: "It's the only thing I can say now, otherwise it wouldn't be embarrassing?"

Many people laughed very cooperatively.

The person who spoke for Xuan Cheng was also not to be outdone, "Usually people who don't have any strength will make assumptions."

Just when the tit-for-tat was going on outside, in that field, Xuan Cheng couldn't take Zi Chen down for a long time, and his face couldn't help showing anger.

Holy Lightning Sword!

He made mudras with his hands and pointed to the sky.

The void was distorted, and a thunder sword that seemed to come from outside the sky descended from the sky, carrying a tyrannical aura.

This is a well-known and powerful technique of the Saint Thunder Clan.

Feeling the pressure, Zi Chen immediately unsheathed the magic knife that had never been unsheathed.

The light of the knife went up against the sky, and when it touched the thunder sword, it exploded with a bang.

The moment the thunder sword was shattered, Xuan Cheng's handprint changed again, the sky shook, and another palm fell from the sky.

The magic knife that had just been sheathed was unsheathed again.

In the battlefield space, there was a constant roar, and the two of you came and went, fighting like an invincible battle.

If the difference in realm between the two is put aside, then the current battle can be described as wonderful.

Zi Chen showed a strong combat power, while Xuan Cheng showed the level that a four-star core disciple should have.

All kinds of Lei Clan's combat skills emerge in endlessly, and they are all extremely profound.

From the perspective of the number of combat skills of both sides alone, Xuan Cheng has comprehended much more skills than Zi Chen.

But it is this wonderful battle, if the realm is included, it will be awkward no matter how you look at it.

A four-star core disciple of the Saint Thunder Clan couldn't beat a two-star Zi Chen.

"It seems that we have to wait until the strength of both sides is exhausted."

Someone watched this evenly matched battle and came to this conclusion.

"The strength of both sides is exhausted? Don't be kidding, Xuan Cheng is a four-star, and in terms of energy strength, it is several times that of Zi Chen. Even if Zi Chen consumes energy twice, it is impossible to exhaust Xuan Cheng's power."

Yang Yong, who had been speaking for Xuan Cheng, said again when he heard the sound.

Although Yang Yong's words are very unpleasant, it has to be said that this is common sense.

Under normal circumstances, the power of two stars is far inferior to that of four stars.

So, no one refuted him.

At this moment, Zi Chen in the battlefield suddenly said: "Okay, it's time to end."

After the voice fell, he rushed forward.

He radiated light all over his body and mobilized his strongest power.

Xuan Cheng also roared angrily, gathered all his strength, and carried out the final blow.

Yang Yong looked at Zichen, and said disdainfully: "If you mobilize all your strength like this, you will only lose faster! This kind of idiot style of play is only suitable for bullying low-level players."

"It's as if Xuan Cheng didn't bully anyone." Pei Wenyao smiled disdainfully, "And it's not certain who will win."

During the conversation, when the two touched each other, a light flashed in Zi Chen's eyes.

The pupil of destruction.

Xuan Cheng's attack appeared momentary disorder, like a flaw.

The magic knife came out of its sheath and swept forward.

Swish!

Xuan Cheng's attack dissipated in an instant, the knife light fell on his body, the defense on his body twisted several times, and then shattered.

The next moment, he coughed up blood and flew backwards.

The sudden change made everyone stunned, not understanding what was going on.

Looking at Xuan Cheng again, there was a deep knife mark in front of him, and he was seriously injured.

"How can this be?"

Yang Yong, who had never been optimistic about Zi Chen and even deliberately ridiculed Zi Chen, was stunned on the spot.

Zi Chen stood there, looked at Xuan Cheng, and said indifferently: "You lost!"

Xuan Cheng stood up, his face was ashen, his eyes moved away from Zi Chen's body, and looked to the outside world.

He saw a lot of ridicule, and the anger in his heart immediately burned.

"No, I didn't lose!"

He yelled loudly, and his eyes became malicious.

Zi Chen frowned slightly, "Can't afford to lose?"

"I didn't lose, so why do you say I lost?"

Xuan Cheng, who was bleeding all over his body, took a step forward, his body swayed, and he almost fell down.

"If you don't lose, is it a loss if you die?"

Zi Chen's voice became cold.

Swish!

In Xuan Cheng's hand, there was an extra magic talisman, which was the Holy Thunder Talisman, on which four lines of light flashed, constantly stirring up ripples.

"It's a fourth-grade holy lightning talisman!"

Seeing this scene, there was an exclamation in the crowd.

When he saw the fourth-grade holy thunder talisman, Zichen's eyes flashed a cold murderous intent, "What do you want to do?"

"If I can block its blow, it won't be too late for me to lose!"

Xuan Cheng said coldly.

Only the six-star holy spirit can condense the fourth-grade holy thunder talisman, and the attacks contained in it are life-threatening to the four-star holy spirit.

Right now, once Xuan Cheng activates the Holy Thunder Talisman, then the two-star Zi Chen will undoubtedly die.

There was a yelling from the crowd.

Zi Chen said coldly: "Since you can't afford to lose, don't blame me for being rude. I don't want to do the same thing a third time."

Zi Chen stepped forward, and the weak breath on his body became strong again.

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