Thunder Martial

The technique was broken, the boy in white fell and his body was stained with blood.

Purple's face was a little pale, and the previous move consumed him greatly, which was good enough to break the other party's means.

When the teenager got up, his face was very ugly, his anger was hard to diminish, he looked at the distance and said coldly: “How dare you help him? ”

He thought it was the help of outsiders. He believed that by purple means, he could not break his technique at all.

Purple sarcasm said, "But that's what you do. You're not as skilled as people. Is that an excuse? ”

The voice dropped and Purple rushed forward, falling on the teenager.

The teenager is in a smooth position and his body is pulled back.

Purple continues to move forward, attacking or fighting technique.

Boom, boom, boom.

Under this combination of martial arts, the blood-stained white boy had no resistance whatsoever, and he had to retreat constantly.

Zi Zhen remained calm and calm, showing his moves one after another.

It looks like the momentum has gone, and the spectators seem to see the dawn of victory.

“Looks like the right bet. The robbery has been avoided.” Always a tense white-haired mouse, now you can finally rest assured.

Bumi, standing next to the monk, also said easily: "Well, the battle is coming to an end and everything is happily ever after. ”

“What the hell is going on here?” The demon ape asked.

Boomi shook his head and said, "I don't know exactly, you can ask Ancestor. I think Ancestor should..."

The voice suddenly stopped and a change occurred in front of him, but he was a white boy who had been passively beaten and flashed a light.

From attack to defense to retreat, Zixuan turns extremely fast.

Beyond a few lengths, Purple looked down at his abdomen with an extremely deep wound.

The teenager was laughing, revealing his bloody teeth, and his smile was cold, "It's not dead, you seem to be more alert than I imagined. ”

With a short sword in his hand and a very thin sword, the teenager looks pristine at this moment, but his sharp purple has already been seen.

Purple thought not weak flesh, in front of this sword, completely unable to withstand a single blow.

Juveniles have been waiting for this attack, unfortunately unsuccessful.

“Now that you are alert to avoiding this attack, let me show you my true means. ”

The light of a path flows out of the palm of the teenager, converging towards the short sword, and between the innumerable rays of light, the short sword's sword's body becomes fascinated.

The roaring voice rang out, the breath overflowing from the sword, cutting open the air.

Under the perception of the purple soul, the sword seemed to merge with the surrounding space, clearly appearing in the field of view, but disappeared into the perception.

At the same time, a strong crisis emerged from the purple mind.

He knew that the dagger had threatened his life.

Ninety-nine strengths are spinning. Compared to the previous darkening, the battle continues to this day, consuming a lot of purple.

Perhaps at present, at the time of the division of life and death, Purple dared not take a slight carelessness, took a deep breath, and looked at the teenager coldly.

“Die! ”

Juvenile foreshooting, cold eyes, over the short sword in hand, more powerful breath, and in perception, the short sword seems to disappear.

The teenager stabbed out with a sword, and the purple flank gave way, hitting the teenager with a firm hand.

Another lightning strike, shooting the weapon in the teenager's hand.

Two palms were cheerful, as if practicing countless times, one palm injuring a teenager and the other slapping down a weapon.

Then, Zixuan immediately moved forward, still fighting technique.

Juveniles retreated continuously, as if they were in the previous situation.

The retrograde teenager suddenly laughed, resisting the purple clap, and he said: “Goodbye. ”

The violet sensation is not good, and the consciousness dodges under the figure.

Pfft, the dagger that had previously punched the purple sword, did not enter from his rear heart, the front heart flew out.

Purple body, shivered, then stood there motionless, the light of the original surge of power, quickly dissipating.

“No!”

Su Mengyao exclaimed, about to rush forward. Others couldn't calm down, rushing towards the purple.

Boomy wanted to stop everyone, but knew it was out of reach, because Purple had suffered a fatal injury.

And at this point, a white-haired mouse came down from the sky, and it was in the realm of the head, "Don't be impulsive, just watch it change. ”

“How can you watch the purple clouds change when they're dying?” The monk angrily wanted to scold the mother.

“At this moment, our lives are with Purple, and if Purple dies, no one will survive. And all you can do right now is cheer up the purple.” The white-haired mouse said in silence.

“People are dying. How can you cheer them up?” Everyone is angry.

“The current rules of heaven and earth are in isolation. Though purple has suffered a fatal injury, life has not yet completely dispersed. As long as purple has not fallen, things will change. ”

Listening to the white-haired mouse, the crowd realized that the fatal blow had not yet fallen and that he was still alive.

Perhaps, as the white-haired mouse put it, in that enclosed space, the escalation is slower.

The sword flew back to the boy in white. He grabbed the sword again and looked at the purple sarcasm: “How do you feel now? ”

Perceived the passage of life, purple slowly extended his palm and said a ‘death’ hard.

The teenager laughed proudly: “Yes, you are going to die soon, haha...”

Suddenly the laughter stopped, and suddenly a force burst into the juvenile's body, which forcibly destroyed the juvenile's life and overwhelmed his soul.

The teenager spit blood in his mouth, and the young man fell to the ground with pieces of his gut in his blood.

The reversal of the war situation stunned everyone, some unknown, so the good end teenager clearly dominated, why did he fall?

“It was Zixuan's previous attack, which should have had a single internal force, entered the other party's body and erupted at the last minute. ”

White-haired mice said: "In that case, first..."

When laughter interrupted the white-haired mouse, only the fallen white boy stood up again.

“You're not dead?” Purple's face changed.

The white boy sarcastically said, "How can I die if you're hurt so badly? ”

“What a pity, if I had been in such a traumatic situation outside, I would have died. But this space isolates the rules and helps you live, too. ”

The white boy picked up the sword: "So, the last one to die, it's actually you. ”

Once again, the teenager rushed forward, and this time he was confident that he would kill Zijuan.

Feeling the passing of life, Purple sighed and then reached out to touch something out of his arms.

It is a thunder seed, the original thunder tree gave a lot, the purple tree also used a lot, the last three have not been used.

Now that death is near, there will be no more chances.

The thunder seeds lay down roots and sprout, instantly turning into a giant tree.

A powerful aura burst out, directly lifting the nearby purple beam out.

Purple flew over the sea of flowers, smashed into the woods, and then looked ahead. The thunder tree grew as if it were a demon monster, attacking the teenager.

Stretching with thunderous branches, like a long gun with a handle, he shot at the juvenile, the juvenile was struggling to resist, but there were too many branches, seriously injured he could barely recruit.

“It is indeed possible to attack. ”

Purple life is still passing, but looking at the scene ahead, he is confident that he will die behind the teenager.

As a result, everyone was shocked and they looked at the suddenly appearing thunder tree and constantly attacked the white boy.

Pu!

A branch pierced the juvenile's shoulder armor and also had a hole in his white coat.

The teenager took a few steps backwards, and at this time there were branches flying on the ground, then wrapped around the teenager's feet naked like a spiritual snake, and kept going up to trap the teenager.

The teenager was in a bad position, and his body immediately spread out and turned into a street serpent.

Thunder trees do not require the direction of others at all, and seem to have a supreme sense of combat in themselves. Countless branches of trees turn into long guns, as dense rainfall falls, as juveniles escape and try to escape.

One little snake after another explodes and disappears in the blink of an eye.

The boy in white, covered in blood, fell to the ground and was dying.

The branches stretched out again, layered around the teenager and then lifted the teenager up.

It's like a soldier with a spear, and the lightning tree strikes again at the next moment.

There were more than a dozen holes in the white clothes on the juvenile, and the white juvenile was hung in the air and stuck with branches.

The teenager looked at the thunder tree ahead and said, "What is this? ”

"Save your life," said Purple, who barely stood. ”

The teenager glanced ahead and the sea of flowers was long gone and the forest was destroyed unlike any other.

He looked up at the sky again, and there were mountains and lakes, and his eyes were filled with discomfort, "You have reckoned. ”

Finally, his eyes stared at Purple.

Zijuan couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

The teenager suddenly growled: “I'm not happy, I'm not happy! ”

His body began to dissipate, this time no longer using the technique, but his life came to an end.

Just after his body completely dissipated, a bright white light appeared in the space.

Boom!

This isolated space also collapsed.

Everyone in the distance, still stunned, did not expect that things had turned so fast, let alone that the battle had ended so quickly.

The white boy is dead, but where's Purple?

So what happened to him?

After all, the blockaded space disappeared and the rules of heaven and earth reappeared, and there was a fatal blow to the purple, under the rules, that might kill you instantly.

Everyone immediately went forward and rushed toward the purple, and this time, whether it was a white mouse or a booby, there was no stopping it.