Thunder Martial

The speed at which the knife spirit moves quickly, forming a confused light, but the surrounding sanctimonious energy is very obvious.

It seemed like a light and flew away from the purple body in an instant to the seriously wounded saint.

“Pfft!”

The defense of the saint, hastily erected, did not play any role in front of the knife spirit, was directly broken by the knife spirit, and the hole penetrated the saint's eyebrow.

Another saint is dead!

On the walls of the city, standing a majestic middle-aged man, after seeing this scene, his pupils were also suddenly shrinking. He was so familiar with that move that, more precisely, it belonged to him.

Back then, he passed it on to the Thunderbeast, and only one person in the world could learn it. He learned from the thunderbolt that the thunderbolt beast was still alive, so it was obvious that the other party was inherited from the garment of the thunderbolt beast.

“It is remarkable to be able to understand the thunder knife to such an extent!” Thundering Holy Beast nodded with satisfaction.

The heavenly dome oscillated, and the imprint of the other two saints appeared, with a great imprint, absorbing the finesse of heaven and earth in the sky, expanding in volume, like a growing mountain peak.

On the other hand, a holy sword was summoned. Although the holy sword is an energetic manifestation of the saint, the holy power in it is very scary. In the past, space is constantly torn apart.

Among the five saints, there was also a wounded saint, who bit his teeth, spit out a breath of blood, the blood clotted in front of him, and he reached out and carved in the blood, a beacon that emitted light, which appeared from the blood.

At the moment of the appearance of this symbol, the heavens and the earth tremble suddenly, and then darken, this blood-crafted symbol emits a dazzling light that suppresses suffocation.

In the distance, when the monks saw such an attack, there was also a marked change in the color of the gods.

These attacks, all of which belong to the powerful Heavenly Taoist technique, are well known in the Chengde Star Realm and belong to those powerful forces.

Through these attacks, it is easy to guess the origin of these saints, all from some of the great forces of the star.

The arrival of the saints of the great Powers and their entry into the city at all costs of death give rise to speculation that there may indeed be some treasure here.

Between heaven and earth, there were three attacks, and they were the most powerful of the three saints. For a time, the heavens and the earth became discolored, energy surged wildly, and powerful and terrible airplanes swept through the heavens and the earth.

The thunder stood on the ground and a small amount of energy held up an energy thunder, and to this day he still had no intention of retreating, just wanting to see the final battle.

Powerful energy storms raging in front of the city, while purple storms are in the middle of the storm.

Among the crowd, there are other saints watching the scene quietly, not knowing if they are in some confidence or for some other reason, and no other saint ever comes out.

The purple rays that stood in the sky revealed two rays of light, one gold and one silver. The light became two great splits, standing beside the purple body.

In the shocking eyes of the crowd, the two great splits began to stamp, the light of gold and silver thunder sparkled, and the two large inscriptions appeared in front of the split.

“It is the technique of the infinite yin and yang, did he also get the infinite mortar?” The middle-aged man muttered to himself and looked rather surprised.

Just as he condensed the yin and yang separately, a long knife with a sheath appeared in Purple's hand, his left hand holding the sheath and his right hand resting on the handle.

“Is that...?” Seeing the sheath of the sword in Purple's hand, the face of the middle-aged man reveals an incredible appearance.

“Whoosh!”

Purple without any hesitation, pull the knife directly out of its sheath, gleaming golden knife, and cut off the bloody mark directly in front of it.

Riot energy in the heavens and the earth, the moment the knife light appeared, paused.

The bloodstain was forcibly amputated by the knife and the speed of the blade was undiminished, plunging directly at the seriously wounded saint.

The light of the knife crossed the saint's body and a blood line appeared from his eyebrow.

The expression of the saint solidified in an instant, his body turned backwards, and the horror in his eyes was set.

“Boom!”

That turned into the great imprint of the mountain peak, with that energy sword, came to the front of the purple ray, encountered the blown polar yin and the polar sun, the Yin and Yang forces created more destructive power in the convergence.

The two great splits dissipated in an instant, and Yin Yang energy was quantified into indiscriminate attacks scattered around, and the purple body retracted towards the rear.

The great imprint of spinning over the dome, not persisting for too long, exploded, forming a destructive force injected into the yin and yang, making this force even more violent.

The holy sword blew up, and the power of the saints blended into it.

Four attacks formed more terrible energy in the glue, and when they spread out, they formed indiscriminate attacks on everything around them.

Violet retreated far away without any damage, and the two saints, slowed slightly, were swept away by violent energy.

Purple stands in the distance, staring indifferently at the energy that explodes above the dome.

To be honest, the fighting power of these saints, being separated from Dolph Hill, is quite different. The only difference is that they rely on a large number, which is their advantage and the main reason for the severe thunder.

But Zixuan is not thunderbolt, he is more powerful than thunderbolt, has many means, and is not afraid of siege in this sense, unless they are all as powerful as thunderbolt, then Zixuan will flee without saying anything.

Unfortunately, they're not that strong.

Far away, the fae, who saw the sky and watched the scene in silence, saw the two saints swept up by the fierce energy, and at one time seemed very speechless.

Seven saints, before and after the siege of Purple, died in the blink of an eye, and now there are two left, who are still in a completely passive state.

Those in the crowd who looked indifferent shook their heads, and what happened today was far from what they expected.

The two saints flushed out of that fierce energy and then coughed up blood, and this level of energy attack was enough to hurt both of them.

He grabbed the purple sheath of the knife and stared indifferently at the two men who rushed out. His corner of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a cold smile. His right hand fell on the handle of the knife and pulled the knife out of the sheath directly.

A shining knife appeared over the body of one of the saints. Faced with this knife, the injured saint is prepared but unable to fight.

Without looking at the outcome of this knife, Purple Razor rushes forward to the second saint.

Speed, combined with a powerful physical attack, the saint could not react at all, and was continuously beaten back by Purple.

The battle in the sky continues, with only one saint painstakingly supported… Until the battle is over, all seven saints die, and no other saints join in, and the battle can only come to an end without help.

Together with the six people killed by the previous Thunder Riot, today a total of thirteen Saints are dead.

But what is even more amazing is that the last seven saints did not make this flesh holy, leaving any harm, even a little wound.

Quiet, or even deathly silent, the purple and indifferent sky stood, his eyes looked down at the whole field, he did not say ‘who else’, but his attitude showed everything.

Those who inadvertently looked at Purple Eye were frightened and retreated.

This battle, there's nothing heavenly about it, they say it's to steal treasure, it's actually more like coming to see the bustle.

Thirteen saints died in a day, believing that the Chengde stars would soon be bombarded, they were also very excited and proud in their hearts as witnesses.

Those heavens are retreating, trying very hard to show their attitude, and the previously indifferent saints are also retreating with the team at this moment.

The fighting power shown by Zixuan is so powerful that they have no confidence to kill each other and can only retreat with the crowd.

During this time, Yankai et al. retreated under purple orders, and cleverly concealed their saintly aura.

This matter is not as simple as it seems, these saints are not afraid to die, it seems not only for the treasure of the Ray tribe.

Zixuan fell from the heavenly dome and stood three meters away from the thunderbolt, with his back facing the thunderbolt.

The interracial people around them retreated like the tide, no one dared to go forward, the Thunder people on the walls of the city, cheered.

Seeing the thunder of this scene, he laughed bitterly: “Without saying a word, these people scared off, purple is purple! I hate you, but I have to admit, you are strong! The whole star of life, all your luck is on you, your luck is good, your life is good, you have to be admirable. Of course, people are dumb, but reluctantly not bad. ”

When I heard the thunder, Purple turned to look at the thunder, looking at the other side's growing injuries, slightly frowned and said: “Your injuries are serious, why don't you heal them? ”

Raymond laughed sarcastically: "Will you kill me after the injury has recovered? ”

“As I said, we'll settle our grievances with you when we get back to Battle Martial.” Purple indifference said.

Thunder's face became more and more sarcastic, "I know very well what kind of person you are, you won't do it here, and you won't do it when you return to Battle Martial Land. I know almost everything about you, and I know exactly what kind of person you are. ”

“To be honest, I would very much like you to die, I would very much like to kill you, and now it seems that there is no chance, not just because of fate. Though I am not with you today, I am at least on the same front, which is a very good feeling, no wonder so many people are willing to follow you. Unfortunately... we can only live one after all. ”

Purple grieved: “Why are you talking so much crap? I told you I wouldn't do it to you. ”

Ray smiled and said, "Don't you wonder why I can feel you? Why do you know the techniques that the Rays have lost? Why do you want to die? ”