Thunder Martial

Lei Di's eyes were full of tyranny, and the light of thunder surged from his whole body, and the void space around him seemed to be shattered. X23US. COM

He came outside the Wumo Starfield, and he was going to force his way into it the next moment.

All the star field rules are nothingness in his eyes!

Suddenly, another thunderbolt descended from the sky.

It is the second saint of the Holy Thunder Clan, Lei Zheng.

"Lei Di, you shouldn't have come." Lei Zheng looked at Lei Di and said indifferently.

"What are you, you dare to control me?"

Sen Leng's murderous intent surged in Lei Di's eyes, "Get lost!"

He moved forward quickly and punched Lei Zheng in the face.

In an instant, time and space seemed to stand still, and Lei Di's fist was like a shooting star, speeding through the still space.

With a loud bang, the whole world was shaken, and Saint Lei Zheng retreated more than a hundred feet.

"Enough Thunder!"

Lei Zheng's face was full of anger, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"If Zichen dies, I will let all of you Leizheng clan be buried with him. Tell me, do I know what I'm doing?"

The killing intent all over Lei Zheng's body was completely materialized, and then evolved into a killing sword.

"You're crazy!"

The complexion of Lei Zhengsheng changed drastically. It was obvious that he had used the thunder of the sword of killing and cutting, but it was definitely not a simple talk.

hum!

The void space trembled, and the sword of killing and cutting bloomed with a misty light, flying forward.

This pose seems fast and slow, and the space seems static and accelerated, giving people a psychedelic feeling.

In fact, the time and space at this moment have long been disordered.

Looking at the sword light that was not a short distance away from him, in the hands of the Holy Lord Lei Zheng,

There is one more light.

Clang!

The next moment, an attack broke out, and a powerful wave appeared in the void.

The sword of killing, which was still in the distance, had disappeared.

There was a deep cut mark on the light shield in Lei Zhengsheng's hand, and his body was pushed back nearly a hundred feet.

Within this distance of one hundred feet, there are countless spaces. That is to say, at this moment, Lei Zhengsheng did not know how many spaces were repelled by the thunder field. Converted into a distance, I don't know how many thousands of miles.

"That's enough, you and I are both Holy Ones, you can't make it through."

Lei Zheng, who was holding a light shield, said indifferently.

"Just your tortoise shell, if you hit it a few more times, it will naturally break through!" Lei Di's voice was cold, and his killing intent remained undiminished.

"Leidi, I'm here to stop this annoying guy, you go save him!"

At this moment, a childish voice sounded, and Lingzu suddenly appeared. It was a playful and cute little girl, but she was the saint of the Saint Thunder Clan.

"good!"

Lei Di withdrew his sword and disappeared, and Lingzu's body released streaks of green light, like vines, passing through countless spaces, entwining towards the Lord Lei Zheng.

"Lingzu, do you want to ruin our family's important affairs?"

His Holiness Lei Zheng was furious.

"What a big shit, we just want to keep Zi Chen alive!"

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A ripple erupted, and Lei Di felt a powerful force appear, forcibly tearing him out of the space.

The figure appeared, and Lei Di looked at the person in front of him, with a touch of anger on his face, "It really is you who is playing tricks!"

The person standing in front of him was none other than Lei Zhenke, who claimed to be the strongest member of the Holy Thunder Clan, and also the oldest existence.

"After years of waiting, we need to come up with an answer," Lei Zhenke said.

"But not now!"

Lei Di said dissatisfiedly: "You are deliberately harming him!"

Lei Zhenke said: "Since it is confirmed that he is that person, then he is immortal. Even if his soul dies this time, he will still have a way to be reborn."

"After rebirth, is he still Zichen?" Lei Tian asked.

Lei Zhenke said: "He is no longer the Zichen he was back then. As the person he trusted the most, you should know this best."

"He is indeed different from before, but he has become more responsible to the Holy Thunder Clan, more like a person, what did he do for the Holy Thunder Clan this time? You should be very clear! He has done countless times for the Holy Thunder Clan The reason why the Holy Thunder Clan took risks is to do as much as possible for the tribe.”

Lei Di said dissatisfiedly: "Even if this is the case, you have to sacrifice him to ask for a nihilistic answer that doesn't exist at all?"

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The moment Zi Chen lost the Immortal King Armor, his fate was already doomed.

Zi Chen was also ready to die in battle.

But obviously, he didn't want to be killed just like that.

Many attacks fell on his body, and there were some wounds on his powerful body.

Without the fairy gun, he still has the magic knife!

hum!

The magic knife came out of its sheath, turned into a sharp knife arc, and swept forward.

puff! puff! puff! ...

Blood was splashed, and human heads flew high, accompanied by fleeing Holy Spirit souls.

call out!

From Zi Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, a thunder light flew out, it was the Holy Spirit Flying Knife.

He is quickly annihilating those fleeing souls.

Crash!

Hundreds of holy symbols flew out, it was Lei Dang.

This is the last thunderous holy talisman on him, five-star level.

Countless roars resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying power of thunder swept across a range of thousands of feet. Within this range, all the holy spirits, including Zi Chen himself, suffered indiscriminate attacks.

Amidst the roar of thunder, Zi Chen struck out again.

Knife after knife.

Harvesting the lives of the Holy Spirit one by one.

After the power of Lei Dang disappeared, another holy talisman flew out in front of Zi Chen. They were the holy arms of heavenly power. They turned into huge arms and flew forward.

During this period, two of them fell into Zi Chen's arms.

The holy talisman on his body is gone at this moment.

There are corpses all over the ground!

More holy spirits came to attack him, and they were fearless of death!

Because dead can be reborn!

One attack after another fell on Zi Chen.

Chi! Chi! ...

There were wounds one after another on Zi Chen's body, as if he had been mutilated, and bones could even be seen in a few places.

Faced with such severe pain, Zi Chen remained expressionless, and the magic knife was unsheathed, drawing an arc of the knife, and swept forward.

More than a dozen Holy Spirits had their heads beheaded.

Their souls who were about to escape were immediately killed by the flying knife of the holy spirit.

Zi Chen had stood still for a long time at this time, not because he didn't want to, but because he was powerless.

He didn't dodge or dodge, he just traded his life for his life.

The people in the distance were very moved, but they also knew that Zi Chen was at the end of his strength and might fall down at any time.

Everyone has to admit that his combat power is extremely strong, but the number of opponents is simply too many to kill.

He didn't die in battle, but was consumed by countless people!

I have to say that this way of dying is very aggrieved.

Mr. Zhong looked at Zi Chen, who was still throwing a knife in front of him, and at the opponent who was still not down, his indifferent expression fluctuated.

He felt very sorry, and also a little sad, that such a remarkable existence died under internal strife.

If it weren't for the different positions between the two, he really wanted to help each other.

"Go, complete your mission. From today on, there will be no relationship between me and your Lei Zheng family."

Lei Zhenghongtian walked forward without showing any gratitude to Mr. Zhong.

Because it's a deal, and it's done for now.

At the same time, Mr. Zhong waved his hand.

Behind him, those strong men who had never moved before immediately rushed forward.

They crossed Zichen, stood in the air, and looked at the crowd watching the battle with cold eyes, showing a state of alert.

Obviously, this is to guard against some caring people suddenly helping.

At the same time, beside Lei Wusheng and Lei Wushuang, there were also a few more strangers, and the air mechanism locked them both.

The speed of Zi Chen's knife has become very slow, and he can't kill a single person.

At this moment, there was no intact skin on his body, and he was still standing upright even though his body was covered in blood.

In his hand, the magic knife was clenched tightly, and he never gave up.

He was exhausted, his injuries had reached a limit, and death was only a matter of time.

At this moment, everyone closed their hands and separated to the two sides.

I saw Lei Zhenghongtian walking from behind.

He looked at Zi Chen who had become a blood man in front of him, smiled coldly, and said, "Didn't you expect that? I'm the one who laughed last!"

"Now, I'll send you on your way!"

Lei Zhenghongtian walked towards Zichen, and at the same time said via voice transmission: "Don't worry, I will annihilate all your souls immediately."

Zi Chen slashed down with a knife, but was easily blocked by Lei Zhenghongtian's left hand. At this time, the blade could no longer do anything to him.

"You're finally going to die, and all your gains will belong to me, Lei Zhenghongtian."

A short blade exuding a powerful soul breath directly pierced Zi Chen's chest.

This is his trump card.

Broken Soul Blade.

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