Sun God Champion

Chapter 100 Nine Heavens Lead Thunder, Asking Sword Xueyue City (two in one, please follow up)

"Broken Mirror succeeded, which is interesting."

Yang An thought lightly, stepped on the clouds and took the wind, and went away through the air.

"The sky is full of thunder, the rain is pouring, and the Nine Heavens God Thunder is in the palm, and Lei Yunhe has re-entered the Happy Heaven!"

Spear Fairy Sikong Changfeng also walked into the tavern at some unknown time.

"Senior Gun Fairy."

Xiao Se was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Sikong Changfeng.

"Don't look surprised. You can't join in the fun when you're old. This kid appeared in Xueyue City. I also want to see what he wants to do."

Sikong Changfeng said impatiently.

"father!"

Sikong Qianluo walked up to Qianxia's side.

"Sure enough, I came to ask about the sword."

Sikong Changfeng was not surprised to see Yang An's leaving back.

The last time he fought Yang An, he realized that his sword was still flawed, and he would definitely step into the rivers and lakes to test his sword.

Xiao Se was not surprised, Yang An had already told him when he entered the city.

Tang Lian looked at Yang An's leaving back and stared at the fifteenth floor.

Yang An stepped on the steps of stepping on the clouds and riding the wind, and leaped from one floor to another of the Dengtian Pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, he had reached the fifteenth floor.

On the fifteenth floor, Lei Wujie was suppressed by Lei Yunhe's aura and was lying on the ground, unable to get up.

"Junior Yang An, please senior try the sword."

Yang An clasped his fists and said.

Lei Yunhe didn't speak, and the violent aura on his body moved towards Yang An coercively.

Yang An's complexion remained unchanged, he remained motionless, and was not affected at all.

"You are interesting, much better than this kid, but why should I try the sword for you?"

As Lei Yunhe spoke, the thunder in his hand exploded.

It seemed that if Yang An answered dissatisfied, the thunder would blow Yang An to pieces.

"Thunder Tribulation Sword, come out."

Following Yang An's thoughts, a dharma sword with lightning flashes flew into the air, absorbing the lightning in the sky into the sword.

This is also the Thunder Tribulation Sword that Yang An came up with after realizing that everything in this world echoes, combined with the sword-dispelling technique.

In this world, Yang An, who has entered the Xiantian realm, can feel the breath of all things all the time. When practicing the Zhenwuquan Sutra, he not only tempers the internal organs, but also senses the power of heaven and earth, the power of thunder and fire. Naturally, he will not let it go.

He controls the power of thunder and fire, so he naturally wants to go further.

He has the Thunder Tribulation Sword in his hand, which contains thunder, and after using it for a long time, he will understand the true meaning of thunder in this world.

Extreme rage, destroying all obstacles.

The Thunder Tribulation Sword contains revived vitality, which can absorb thunder into it.

This is also the killer move Yang An came up with to deal with the possessed masters.

Of course he had to try the sword.

"Absorbing Thunder, you are really interesting, you can take my Thunder Finger."

Although Lei Yunhe was surprised, his fighting spirit also rose.

"I once broke Cangshan with one finger! I once broke heaven and earth with two fingers! Now I only have one hand left, so I will use this to fight the world, and I will go back to Qingcheng Mountain, junior, let's do it."

Lei Yunhe held Jinglei in his left hand, full of vigor.

Returning to the Happy Heaven Realm, his state of mind has improved to a higher level.

"The Thunder Tribulation Sword, incarnated as Heaven's Punishment, descended into the world!"

As Yang An's voice fell, the palm of his right hand was pressed down, many thunders gathered together, transformed into a thunder dragon, and the monstrous thunder descended towards Lei Yunhe.

"Thunder!"

Lei Yunhe shouted with a look of fighting intent.

The sky was full of thunder, and the rain poured down.

"Thunderfall!"

Nine Heavens Jinglei gathers into spears, continuously absorbs the power of thunder, and shoots at the Avatar Thunder Dragon.

"boom!"

A huge exclamation sounded.

Violent thunder scattered towards the surroundings.

Dengtian Pavilion kept shaking.

Strips of red silk flew out, strands of swords wrapped around the red silk, resisting the scattered thunder and roar.

"Who's winning?"

Tang Lian looked at Gun Fairy and asked.

After the two fought against each other, after the thunder roared, he couldn't detect it.

Xiao Se and Sikong Qianluo all looked at Gun Xian.

"Wonderful Thunder duel, Yang An is even more powerful."

Gun Fairy exclaimed.

"Father, who won?"

Sikong Qianluo shook the gun fairy.

"Don't worry, listen."

Gun Xian pointed at Dengtian Pavilion.

"Ali!"

"Hey!"

A huge yellow crane flew over from Cangshan Mountain, Lei Yunhe jumped onto the yellow crane with a light leap.

"Interesting, Yang An, I remember you. I have passed the fifteenth floor. I look forward to the next duel."

After Lei Yunhe finished speaking, he rode a crane to travel in the sky, so chic.

Yang An retracted the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

"Thunder Finger, interesting!"

He won, and he also took some of the power of the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

The Thunder Tribulation Sword contains vitality from the thunder, absorbing the violent thunder of this world, there is no upper limit.

Lei Yunhe Jingleizhi pointed out that although it is not bad, it is still a human body, and it will last forever to control the thunder.

Yang An won, taking some of the power of the magic sword.

"Won!"

Sikong Qianluo looked surprised.

Both Xiao Se and Tang Lian had complicated faces.

Yang An's age is younger than the two of them, and he really doesn't know how to cultivate with such strength.

Xiao Er knelt down and looked towards the direction where Lei Yunhe was leaving.

Riding a crane to travel in the immortals, in his eyes, he is an immortal.

Both the white-clothed scholar and the book boy stared wide-eyed. They didn't expect that Yang An, who had always been quiet, would have such a strong strength.

Originally watching Yang An climb the fifteenth floor of the Tiange, the two wanted to say a few sarcastic remarks.

The two of them were glad that the gun fairy appeared, so they didn't say anything, otherwise they would really be clowns now.

On the fifteenth floor, Yang An crossed his knees to adjust his breath, and cast the Thunder Tribulation Sword. Although all things echoed and the thunder assisted, the mana consumption was still very large.

"Brother Yang, you are not kind. When I was waiting for the fifteenth floor, you made a sudden move."

Lei Wujie stood up at this moment and said unhappily.

When Lei Yunhe fought Yang An, his aura of coercion disappeared.

Yang An stopped running "Xuan Yuan Dao Fa", opened his eyes and said:
"You can beat him?"

"Can't beat it!"

Lei Wujie said honestly.

"What did the elders on the fifteenth floor say?"

Yang An continued to ask.

"The fifteenth floor has passed, yes, passed."

As Lei Wujie said, he came to his senses, picked up the Killing Sword, and rushed straight to the fifteenth floor.

Yang An ignored it and continued to adjust his breath with his eyes closed.

He wants to complete the third task, and he must restore the breath of his whole body to its peak.

Lei Wujie jumped up, broke through the roof, and jumped to the top of Dengtian Pavilion in one step.

"Lei Wujie, a disciple of Lei Hong in Lei Family Castle, asked the sword in Xueyue City!"

Lei Wujie shouted loudly.

"See Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi!"

Lei Wujie continued to shout.

In the tavern, everyone was a little surprised.

I thought that Yang An would be the first person to climb to the top.

"He is nourishing his energy and adjusting his state."

Gun Fairy said solemnly.

He could feel that the aura on Yang An's body had increased a bit.

In this battle, Yang An's strength improved again.

He still remembered that the sword traveled a thousand miles last time, after such a long time, that sword must have improved again.

He had both expectations and some worries in his heart.

He had specially investigated Yang An's identity, but there was no information at all.

Maoshan Lin Zhengying has no useful information at all.

Such a young master who appeared suddenly made him feel a little uneasy.

In the past, after every master appeared in the world, there were traces to be traced. Like Yang An, Xueyue City has never encountered it.

Xiao Se and the others knew who the Gun Fairy was talking about, and they looked at the top of the Dengtian Pavilion.

Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, one of the five sword celestials in the world, has never been defeated since he released his sword.

Ascending to the top of the Tiange Pavilion, Lei Wujie waited for a long time, but no one responded.

He cleared his throat and continued to drink:

"Lei Wujie, a disciple of Lei Hong in Lei Family Castle, asked the sword in Xueyue City!"

"See Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi!"

Still no response.

Lei Wujie looked towards the direction of Xueyue City, but there was still no one there. After thinking about it, he continued to shout:

"Lei's family."

Yang An, who was adjusting his breath, had a few black lines on his head, this guy wouldn't look back.

"Behind."

Yang An, who adjusted his breath, reminded.

Lei Wujie heard Yang An's voice, turned around quickly, and finally saw the legendary Xueyue Sword Immortal.

A masked man in white.

A wooden mask covers the entire face.

"Junior Lei Wujie, I have seen Xueyue."

Lei Wujie said.

"Shut up, it's so noisy, you want to ask Jian Xueyue City?"

"Why?"

"Just relying on your pig-killing sword?"

Masked in white, he kept asking sharply, without giving Lei Wujie a chance to reply.

"This is the Killing Sword."

Lei Wujie retorted.

"roll!"

With a wave of the long sword in the masked hand in white, Lei Wujie and half of the roof of the pavilion were blown away.

This made the Dengtian Pavilion, which was already unstable, a little shaky.

Lei Wujie was shot down by a sword and fell from the sixteenth floor.

In the tavern, the scholar in white saw this, his eyes flashed, his figure flickered, and he rushed to Dengtian Pavilion.

Not long after, he was already holding the mahogany sword on the back of the book boy.Rush to the top of the Tiange Pavilion.

"Qingcheng Mountain Zhao Yuzhen's sect, Li Fansong. Come to visit Xueyue City and ask Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi!"

Originally he had this idea, Yang An was adjusting his breath, and Lei Wujie fell from the sixteenth floor, it was his chance to make a move.

The waiter in the tavern was dumbfounded.

On this day, three people climbed to the Tiange, and went straight to the sixteenth floor.

It was no surprise that Xiao Se and Gun Xian were drinking hot tea.

In Tang Lian's hand, a fingertip knife appeared, and she didn't know what to think.

Sikong Qianluo looked annoyed, he should stop the guy from Qingcheng Mountain first.

"Are there usually so many quacks in Xueyue City?"

Xiao Se found that there were many more people with hidden cultivation near Dengtian Pavilion.

"Normally there are not many people, but if someone goes to the Tiange, there will be more people watching the excitement."

Sikong Qianluo stuck the gun on the ground angrily, and said angrily.

"Some people go to Tiange, but there are not so many people."

Tang Lian said with a serious face.

"Oh!"

Xiao Se nodded.

Gun Xian was still drinking hot tea, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

When Li Fansong climbed to the top of the pavilion in Qingcheng Mountain, Lei Wujie stuck his long sword in the attic, stabilized his body, and rushed up.

Li Fansong was faster, and when he climbed to the top, he finally saw Xueyue Sword Immortal.

"Unscrupulous sword?"

Li Hanyi recognized the sword in Li Fansong's hand.

"It's the Immeasurable Sword!"

Li Fansong corrected.

"Measure your fart! Get down!"

Sword Immortal Xueyue swung the long sword horizontally, and the person fell down.

Lei Wujie climbed to the top, and when he saw something falling, he subconsciously grabbed it.

"It's you who fell down so quickly."

Seeing who came, Lei Wujie said unexpectedly.

"Can't beat it."

Li Fansong said helplessly.

"I can't beat it either."

Lei Wujie was knocked down, knowing the gap between him and Xueyue Sword Immortal, but he was a bit unwilling, he hadn't used all his strength, so being knocked down like this was too embarrassing for Lei Hong.

"How about we go together?"

Li Fansong thought about it and suggested.

"Together."

Lei Wujie nodded.

"Do you want to pull Yang An?"

Lei Wujie thought of Yang An who was still adjusting his breath, and suggested.

"He came out, is there anything else we need to do?"

Li Fansong shook his head and refused.

"Yes, go, go."

Lei Wujie thought for a while, but he wasn't thinking about pulling Yang An.

Young boy, high-spirited, who is willing to be a supporting role.

"Lei Wujie, a disciple of Lei Hong's sect in Lei Family Fort, come to Xueyue City to ask sword!"

"Li Fansong, a disciple of Zhao Yuzhen in Qingcheng Mountain, also came to ask about Xueyuecheng!"

The two climbed to the top again, holding long swords.

A fire pattern sword and a mahogany sword soared into the sky again.

Behind Lei Wujie, the illusion of Garuda emerged.

Behind Li Fansong, peach blossoms bloomed.

Sword Immortal Xueyue looked at the two of them coldly, jumped up, and two sword qi flew towards them.

"Oh!"

Both Garuda's phantom and Peach Blossom were shattered directly, and the two fell down again.

After the two landed on the ground, they stabilized their figures again and continued to rush to the top of the building.

Fire pattern sword, mahogany sword soared into the sky again, killing Xueyue Sword Immortal.

"Sword name, raging fire and thunder!"

"The name of the sword, Immeasurable Tiangang!"

On the two of them, the momentum increased again, which was already the ultimate move of the two of them.

In the air, a ray of red light and a ray of purple light gradually converged in the air, and the sword energy surged, rolled up the remaining clouds, and swept towards Dengtian Pavilion.

Seeing this, Sword Immortal Xueyue frowned slightly.

The two of them shot with all their strength, and it was already worth a sword.

Yang An closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, borrowing the state of being unable to have no thoughts, the nine-orifice golden pill in his body quickly restored the mana in his body.

Divine consciousness has been observing the fight between several people.

Sword Immortal Xueyue didn't take it very seriously at the beginning, and knocked them down with one or two casual strikes.

Until now, he sensed the aura of Sword Immortal Xueyue, and knew to be serious.

Even with such a good opportunity to observe, Yang An would not give up, observing with his divine sense.

Sword Immortal Xueyue pulled out the sword, and a white light glowed on the sword.

"I also have a sword, the name of the sword is Yuexihuachen!"

With a wave of the long sword, a beautiful, very soft, very slow, extremely gentle sword was raised, which only wanted to make people drunk and die of the most beautiful and dangerous sword.

The sword intent seems to be there, but it seems to be flashy.

After swinging this sword, in Xueyue City, countless camellias rose into the sky, all gathered around Xueyue Sword Immortal.

Until the long sword swung out, sweeping towards Lei Wujie and Li Fansong.

The lore sword gathered by the raging fire and thunder and the boundless sky touched the sword gathered by the most beautiful and soft petals.

There was no roar, not even the clang of swords.

The rain of flowers all over the sky drowned the lore sword gathered by the raging fire, thunder and boundless sky, and there was no splash at all.

The sword energy of the two of them was completely melted by Huayu.

In the blink of an eye, the two were knocked off the sixteenth floor again by Hua Yu.

Different from the previous times, this time the two have shot with all their strength, and they have no strength left.

The two fell, and there was no way to save themselves.

Lei Wujie and Li Fansong looked at each other with panic.

Neither of them thought of falling to their death in front of Dengtian Pavilion.

"You two are so elegant, you like jumping off buildings so much."

A voice appeared in both ears, and only then did the falling speed slow down.

"Brother Yang, it's you!"

Lei Wujie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who was coming.

Finally, I don't have to die so aggrieved.

Yang An moved his hand, and the two stood firmly on the ground.

"You two have been asking swords for so long, and it's time for me to ask swords."

Yang An carried the Wushuang sword box on his back, and walked up to the Dengtian Pavilion step by step.

When ascending the pavilion, one after another looked at him with malicious eyes.

Yang An snorted coldly, didn't care, and continued to ascend the Tiange.

He wants to continue to ask the sword and complete the return mission.

He already had a plan in mind.

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