Thunder Martial

The previous thunderstorm was already one of Qiushuang's few powerful attacks, but he didn't expect to be cut open by the four-star Zichen.

With a slightly pale face, she said coldly after hearing Lei Zhenghongfang's words: "I have another trick, to prevent you from living, otherwise you will die!"

The previous slash was also Zichen's full strength. Now after hearing Qiushuang's words, he said indifferently: "In this way, I want to see it."

Qiushuang formed seals with her hands, and her tyrannical aura began to surge.

Countless thunderbolts, like a hurricane, revolved around the body.

The sound of wind and thunder resounded again, deafening.

"Holy wind and thunder!"

Accompanied by the cold voice, Qiu Shuang's body disappeared, replaced by an even bigger and terrifying thunder storm, with a mighty momentum.

She has become a storm.

The storm rotates rapidly, devouring the power from the heaven and the earth. This is a means of forcible plunder. As time goes by, the storm will continue to grow and become more and more terrifying.

Feeling the lock of the invisible murderous intent, the magic knife in Zi Chen's hand disappeared out of thin air.

He knew that he had to use the strongest hole card, otherwise he might die in the opponent's hands today.

Zichen is not afraid of death, but dying at the hands of a woman will inevitably make people feel ugly, and maybe even become a laughing stock.

The storm is forcibly plundering the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth, and it is expanding, and the entire city is filled with a terrible pressure.

Those spectators in the distance, there are many existences of the Holy Spirit level, they retreat again and again, terrified.

Many of them know the cause of this battle, and they are all sweating for Zichen at this moment. If today's crisis cannot be resolved, the world of martial arts will have no future that day.

Qiaolina was very nervous, but she still firmly believed that Zichen could win.

This confidence is not blind, but developed over the years.

Zichen had encountered countless dangers before, and survived each time.

I saw Zi Chen moved, before the storm grew stronger,

Get rid of the opponent first.

Lei Zhenghong sneered, and said disdainfully: "Idiot, now the past is death!"

Zi Chen rushed into the storm, and only after feeling it at close range did he realize how terrible the storm was.

The hurricane was like a sharp blade, cutting through his body, even Zi Chen's body felt pain.

At this moment, he heard Qiushuang's voice, "Holy wind and thunder... knife!"

The next moment, in the distorted storm, countless hurricanes turned into materialized blades, and began to cut Zichen's body.

Blood was splashed, and Zi Chen seemed to be in the middle of a sword array, being stabbed by Ling Chi.

There was a scream!

"Things that don't know how to live or die!"

Lei Zhenghong smiled coldly, looked at Vanilla who was still on guard and said, "You don't need to take action, save some effort, we are going to crack the secret of this world."

There was an uproar in the distance, could it be said that the master of Tianwu World had died in the Thunder Saber Storm?

But at the next moment, they heard a second scream, which obviously came from a woman.

The whirling thunder knife storm seemed to be suppressed by a powerful force, and there was an instant pause.

The next moment, a roar sounded, and a powerful breath rushed out of the storm.

The thunder knife storm collapsed in an instant, turning into countless energy light spots and disappearing.

In the storm, Qiushuang's figure appeared, her eyes were full of disbelief, and her body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

After landing, her chest heaved and she kept coughing up blood.

Zi Chen stood in the air, his torn robe hung on his body like cloth strips, and at the same time, there were countless fine knife marks on his body, from which fresh blood continued to overflow.

Qiu Shuang was seriously injured, Zi Chen did not make up the knife, but stared at Lei Zhenghongfang coldly, "Now it's your turn!"

The face of the other party changed, and then looked towards Vanilla.

Vanilla walked forward, and with every step she took, her aura would intensify a bit.

Her eyes became colder and colder, and the thunder light released from her body became brighter and brighter.

She stretched out her slender fingers and flicked across the air.

Two horizontal, two vertical.

Form a tic tac toe.

A strange force erupted from the well, and Zichen felt as if his body was trapped in a small place, and his movements were hindered.

At this moment, the tic-tac-toe began to change, one turned into two, two turned into four, and the number continued to multiply and superimpose, like a thunderous net, and like countless tic-tac-toe folded.

"Well kill!"

As the cold sound sounded, countless wells flew towards Zi Chen with a sharp breath.

In Zichen's eyes, the light lit up, and the pupil of destruction appeared.

At the same time, he was covered in blood, and his whole body was lit up with dazzling lightning. Under the cover of countless dazzling lightning, Zi Chen used the holy bone.

No wonder he was so careful, it was because the value of the sacred bone was too high, Zi Chen was very worried that if it was exposed, someone would take advantage of the sacred bone.

For example, kill him and use his bones to refine weapons.

Or, looting the practice of condensing the sacred bone.

Covered by the thunder, Zi Chen punched forward, and the power of the holy bone was aroused.

When countless tic tac toes hit the fist, they instantly shattered.

At the same time, Zi Chen flew forward without slowing down.

This time he didn't feel sorry for the woman, because if there was no holy bone, he would have been killed by these two people.

His fist hit Vanilla's lower abdomen, powerful force surged, and countless thunders exploded.

The vanilla flew upside down, the previously exposed long skirt was damaged, and they were happy together.

Countless blood splashed in the air.

Between heaven and earth, it is extremely quiet.

The eyes of many monks moved with the figure of Vanilla flying upside down, without taking their eyes off.

But Zichen, at this moment, was ignored to a greater extent.

"You...you can't kill me!"

A horrified voice woke up the people who were gradually falling into a certain scene, and they reluctantly moved their eyes away from Vanilla, only then did they notice that Zichen had come to Lei Zhenghong's side and grabbed his neck.

Lei Zhenghongfang's face turned red, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm from Lei Zheng's family, you can't kill me!"

Zi Chen's eyes were indifferent, and his body was full of ferocious aura.

Sensing this evil spirit at close range, Lei Zhenghong had the urge to faint, and only now did he truly feel the power and fear of Zi Chen.

"You can't kill me, kill me, my people will not let you go."

Lei Zhenghongfang said again: "My patriarch is also a saint!"

There was a slight change in Zi Chen's cold and stern eyes, obviously hesitating.

Lei Zhenghong thought that Zi Chen was afraid, and he felt a little proud of himself, and said while the iron was hot: "You can't kill me, and you dare not kill me, otherwise your world will still have you, and it will disappear forever! So ..."