Emperor Leiwu

Chapter 23
"Boom!"

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they collided in the blink of an eye, and there was a loud noise immediately.

The next moment, I saw the young man in Chinese clothes vomit blood, flew upside down more than ten meters, and fell to the ground fiercely.

"How is it possible, Senior Brother Yan, was defeated by this kid at the sixth level of Lingwu?"

"Impossible, Senior Brother Yan must have been careless to fall into this kid's trick!"

Looking at the youth in Chinese clothes who flew upside down more than ten meters away, everyone around rubbed their eyes vigorously. They couldn't believe that Senior Brother Yan, whom they saw as extremely powerful, would lose to a youth at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

However, compared to the crowd, Chu Shaoyang looked indifferent, and walked towards the handsome boy step by step.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Chu Shaoyang walking towards the youth in fine clothes, the skinny old man shrank his pupils and said coldly.

"What?"

Chu Shaoyang didn't even turn his head, his voice was cold: "Didn't it mean that whoever loses should kneel down and kowtow three times? I just want him to fulfill his promise."

After saying that, Chu Shaoyang continued to walk towards the boy in Chinese clothes.

"Let me kneel down for you, dreaming!"

"Death to me!"

However, before he could get close, the young man in Chinese clothes suddenly jumped up, drew out the long sword behind him, and stabbed towards Chu Shaoyang violently.

"Wind and thunder swordsmanship, one sword strikes the wind and thunder!"

"Zi la la!"

With a shout coming from the mouth of the young man in Chinese clothes, he saw a sword light carrying wind and thunder, like a shooting star from the sky, tearing through the air and stabbing towards Chu Shaoyang violently.

"Thunder martial arts!"

However, looking at the sudden appearance of wind, thunder and sword light, Chu Shaoyang's pupils shrank.

It never occurred to him that the other party not only had the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, but could also use Thunder Martial Skills!

What does this mean? This means that the other party has also practiced the thunder attribute technique.

"Boy, it is your blessing to die under my wind and thunder sword!"

Looking at Chu Shaoyang who was standing still, the young man in Chinese clothes thought he had been frightened, so he let out a maniacal laugh.

"Your wind and thunder swordsmanship is indeed very powerful, but it is not enough to kill me!"

However, facing the provocation of the young man in fancy clothes, Chu Shaoyang smiled sarcastically, and slowly raised his arms.

"Lei, appearing on you is really an insult to Lei!"

"Today, I will let you see what a real Lei Wu skill is!"

After the words fell, Chu Shaoyang waved his palm and blasted out suddenly.

"Thousand Thunder Palms, Thunder Palms rule the roost!"

"Zi la la!"

Following Chu Shaoyang's yell, two dazzling red thunder and lightning palm prints rushed out angrily, blasting towards the young man in Chinese clothes.

"Thousand Thunder Palm, the third form!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Mei, who had been watching from the side, was shocked.

At the beginning, the Great Elder said that learning the first form of "Thousand Thunder Palm" is a genius, and learning the second form is a monster. Although he didn't say anything about the third form, the comments on the first two forms alone are enough to prove that Young Master Chu How powerful is Yang's talent!
In fact, the third form of the "Thousand Thunder Palm" was only recently understood by Chu Shaoyang.

If it wasn't for the youth in Chinese clothes who wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have used it either!

"Boy, how dare you!"

Thousand Lightning Palm is a top-grade Huang-level martial skill. Although it is a remnant, under the urging of Chu Shaoyang's lightning body, its power is no less than a top-grade martial skill. The opponent's lightning drowned.

Seeing this scene, the skinny old man was shocked, he took a step forward and wanted to stop it.

"Wow!"

But it was too late, before he got close to the young man in Chinese clothes, he saw two red thunder palm prints, and after smashing the sword light, the castration continued, and directly hit the young man in Chinese clothes on the chest.

At that moment, the youth in Chinese clothes vomited blood, flew upside down, and fell to the ground hard.

"Little bastard, you are so brave to kill my young master. Do you know who he is?"

Quickly rushing out, the skinny old man picked up the young man in Chinese clothes, only to find that he was already dead, and looked at Chu Shaoyang with murderous intent.

"He is the grandson of my elder Yan Da of Tianjiange. If you kill him today, just wait for endless revenge!"

However, upon hearing this, Chu Shaoyang snorted coldly with disdain.

"Hmph, I don't care who he is, whoever wants to kill me, I'll kill him first."

"Even if it is the grandson of the great elder of Tianjian Pavilion, do you want me to stand up and be killed by him?"

"What a big joke!"

Chu Shaoyang said sarcastically.

"Boy, don't be crazy, let's wait and see."

The skinny old man was furious, but because he was afraid of Ye Mei, he didn't attack Chu Shaoyang, but turned around and prepared to take everyone away.

"Did I let you go?"

But before he could turn around, an indifferent girlish voice suddenly sounded.

Turning around, Ye Mei, who had been sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up with a cold expression.

"what do you want?"

Seeing Ye Mei's expression was cold, and the sunken pupils of the skinny old man shrank, a sense of danger emerged spontaneously.

"The two of us killed your young master and let you go, so that you can inform your elders to come after us?"

The graceful body moved slowly, and Ye Mei walked towards the skinny old man.

"What, you want to kill me?"

The withered face was full of dignity, the thin old man looked at Ye Mei who was approaching, and reached out to hold the long sword behind him.

"So what if I kill you? Do you think that you at the first level of Yuan Wujing will be my opponent at the third level of Yuan Wujing?"

With a slender eyebrow raised, the corner of Ye Mei's mouth curled up into a sneer, and the next moment, she even slid towards the skinny old man.

"I'll stop this woman, you go back to the sect quickly and tell the elder about Yan Hai's murder."

The skinny old man knew he was not Ye Mei's opponent, so he quickly turned around and gave instructions to everyone behind him.

"Don't worry, Elder Yan, I will definitely rush back to the sect as soon as possible and inform the Great Elder."

When everyone heard the words, they didn't dare to be negligent. After saying a word, they quickly rushed towards the Zongmen.

"Chu Shaoyang, if you don't want to be hunted down, don't let these people run away!"

Looking at the fleeing disciples, Ye Mei turned to Chu Shaoyang.

Hearing this, Chu Shaoyang naturally knew the serious relationship between them.

Immediately looking at the direction in which the few people fled, he said with disdain: "Don't worry, these scum of the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm can't escape my palm, but you, this old guy, can you solve it?"

Facing the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, Chu Shaoyang was able to defeat him, so he didn't care about those disciples at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

On the contrary, he was a little worried about Ye Mei, after all, the other party was a strong Yuan Wujing.

"Although it's a little troublesome, it should be fine."

Mei Mou stared at the thin old man with a vigilant face, Ye Mei looked indifferent.

"Okay, I'll come as soon as I go."

Hearing this, Chu Shaoyang glanced at the skinny old man, jumped a few times, and disappeared into the dense forest.

(End of this chapter)