Emperor Leiwu

Chapter 27 The Power of Thunder Spirit
"I will kill you within three moves!"

The footsteps stopped three meters away from Chu Shaoyang, and a cold voice came from the mouth of the boy in white.

The next moment, he suddenly pulled out the long sword on his back, and slashed at Chu Shaoyang!

"Ice Sword Art, a sword frozen!"

With a loud shout, I saw a icy cold air sweeping towards Chu Shaoyang. Wherever it passed, the ground froze and the flowers and plants froze.

"Such a strong ice qi, retreat quickly!"

Before the sword energy arrived, the disciples standing behind Chu Shaoyang who were watching suddenly felt the cold wind rushing towards them, and quickly retreated.

However, compared to the crowd, Chu Shaoyang remained motionless as he watched the sweeping cold icy energy, but the steel sword in his hand had already started to glow with crimson lightning.

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

"Zi la la!"

When the ice zhenqi approached, Chu Shaoyang violently swung the sword in his hand, stabbing out violently.

In an instant, the sound of wind and thunder, accompanied by a sharp sword light, collided fiercely with the ice sword energy.

"boom!"

The powerful sword energy collided, and there was a loud noise, and the two stepped back three steps at the same time!

"Fenglei swordsmanship, boy, how dare you learn my swordsmanship from Tianjiange?"

When his figure stabilized, the boy in white looked at Chu Shaoyang with an expression of anger.

It's abominable that the other party uses his own martial art to deal with him!
"Is there anything you dare not learn, the wind and thunder swordsmanship is such a super martial skill, it is a waste to put it in your Tianjian Pavilion!"

Facing the anger of the boy in white, Chu Shaoyang sneered.

"Boy, no matter what sword technique you learn, you will die today!"

Hearing Chu Shaoyang's words, the boy in white was completely angry.

The sword in his hand swung again, stabbing at Chu Shaoyang angrily!

"Ice sword art, thousands of miles of ice!"

With his sword thrusting out, the air around Chu Shaoyang froze instantly, and at the same time, a biting chill directly swept across Chu Shaoyang's body.

"What a domineering sword!"

Feeling this scene, Chu Shaoyang's pupils shrank, all the red thunder energy in his body was mobilized, he swung the sword in his hand, and stabbed at the boy in white!
"Wind and thunder swordsmanship, thunder and light sword shadow!"

"Zi la la!"

As the long sword stabbed out, twelve sword shadows were seen, carrying red lightning bolts, piercing the air and stabbing at the boy in white.

"Crack Kacha!"

The originally frozen air was instantly shattered after colliding with the twelve sword shadows.

"not good!"

Seeing this scene, the boy in white knew that it was because the sword energy was not as good as the opponent's, so he quickly retreated.

"Wow!"

But it was too late, the twelve sword shadows were as fast as lightning, they came to him in the blink of an eye, and pierced his body directly.

"My God, the peak of the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm can kill the peak of the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, strong, this kid is too strong!"

"I don't know which school this person is a genius, I have never seen it before."

Seeing Chu Shaoyang kill two levels in a row, everyone present was stunned, and they all inquired about his identity, but to no avail.

Compared to everyone's shock, the white-haired old man had the ugliest expression at the moment.

Looking at the two geniuses, one dead and the other injured, the white-haired old man was full of remorse. If he hadn't tried to save face before, how could he have caused this embarrassing situation.

"It seems that the old man underestimated you, but your path to genius is over!"

Looking at Chu Shaoyang who was walking towards Ye Mei, the white-haired old man finally exploded with murderous intent.

"Don't both of you want to leave today, go to Huangquan to accompany my grandson!"

As soon as the words fell, the white-haired old man rushed out, his five fingers formed into claws, and grabbed Chu Shaoyang.

The other party not only killed his grandson, but also beheaded the strongest genius in his sect in front of him.

If you don't kill the opponent today, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in his heart!

"Boy, all my meridians have been interrupted by this old guy, I probably won't survive, you go, I'll stop him!"

Seeing the white-haired old man rushing towards him, Ye Mei pushed Chu Shaoyang away, ready to fight to the death.

"Do you want to die like that?"

"Don't worry, with me, you can't die!"

Looking at Ye Mei like this, Chu Shaoyang expressionless, stretched out his hand to help her up.

"What a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, let the old man send you on the road today!"

Seeing the two of them like this, the corner of the white-haired old man's mouth twitched into a sinister smile, and the next moment, the palms grabbing Chu Shaoyang were suddenly closed.

"Old man, if you want to kill me, you are not worthy!"

However, just as his palms were about to close together, a tiny crimson lightning bolt suddenly flew out of Chu Shaoyang's palm.

Although the crimson lightning was small, the white-haired old man could clearly feel a breath of death coming towards him the moment it appeared.

"not good!"

Facing this scene, the white-haired old man had no time to think about it, so he used his speed to the extreme and retreated quickly.

"boom!"

As soon as the red lightning flew out, it immediately exploded like a cannonball. Not only did everyone in the arena suffer, but even many onlookers suffered catastrophe.

"Boy, if I don't skin your cramps today, I won't be able to vent the hatred in my heart!"

When the smoke and dust cleared away, the white-haired old man spitting out blood, with a disheveled face, crawled out of a hole in the ground, looking at Chu Shaoyang in a state of extreme embarrassment, gnashing his teeth.

If he hadn't escaped quickly just now, he might have been blown to pieces.

"This kid must be hiding something from me."

Seeing that the white-haired old man was made into such a state by Chu Shaoyang, Ye Mei's beautiful eyes revealed complex expressions.

Thinking of the encounter in the Ten Thousand Monster Forest a few days ago, she felt that Chu Shaoyang was becoming more and more mysterious.

"Old man, you are fast, but this time, you will not be so lucky!"

Looking at the white-haired old man approaching with murderous intent, Chu Shaoyang stretched out his palm, and a crimson lightning flashed like a flame in his palm.

"You still have this thing?"

Seeing the thunder and lightning flashing in Chu Shaoyang's hand, the white-haired old man stopped his steps as if he had seen a ghost, with a look of fear in his eyes.

From the power just now, he could feel that the thunder and lightning contained an attack power no less than the fifth level of Yuan Wujing.

And he was only at the fourth level of the Yuanwu Realm, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he would have died at this moment.

So when he saw the opponent take out this thing again, he considered whether to continue to make a move.

"All the disciples keep an eye on this kid. When I return to the sect, I will return in a day!"

After thinking about it again and again, the white-haired old man was about to return to the sect and asked the head of the Tianjian Pavilion to come forward.

The master of the Tianjian Pavilion has the eighth level of the Yuanwu Realm. He believes that as long as the master is willing to make a move, no matter what abilities this kid has, he will surely die.

After the explanation, the white-haired old man didn't stop, turned around and jumped a few times, and then disappeared into the dense forest.

"Boy, hurry up and find a place to treat this girl. If you don't treat her, she might really die."

As soon as the white-haired old man left, Lei Potian's voice suddenly rang in Chu Shaoyang's ears.

Hearing this, Chu Shaoyang looked at Ye Mei in his arms, and found that she was pale and unconscious.

Looking at the dense forest behind him, Chu Shaoyang hugged Ye Mei and disappeared after a few jumps.

"Brother, what should I do, this kid ran away?"

Seeing Chu Shaoyang leave, and seeing his formidable disciples of Tianjiange Pavilion, they didn't dare to chase and looked at each other.

"Stay safe at all intersections, and wait for the elder of the pavilion to return!"

(End of this chapter)