Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 387 Thunder Tower

When everyone looked carefully, this was not an illusion, everything was real. Lynch's power was not weaker than Thunderstorm at all, and even came more directly.

The thunderstorm borrowed the power of the blood, and a large part of it did not come from itself. This kind of power cannot be controlled as one likes.

Lynch is different, his strength comes from himself, more straightforward, without any sloppy, only one purpose, to go forward bravely, to defeat the opponent.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Lynch didn't seem to have a very powerful fist, and when he was bombarded with the casserole-sized Thunder Fist, there were still violent noises, shocking fluctuations, and chaotic lines of heaven and earth.

"jump!"

It was as if the sky was falling apart, the arena couldn't withstand such a crazy attack from the two of them, cracks appeared in some places, even though the arena had been strengthened with countless spirit patterns, it still couldn't withstand such an impact.

The tyrannical air wave rolled up layers of dust and filled the entire sky, blocking everyone's sight, and it was impossible to tell who had the upper hand in the arena.

The dust turns into nothingness in an instant, and dissipates between the heaven and the earth. Only power is eternal.

The ground began to tremble, and a corner of the arena cracked. Shocked by the strength of the two, broken stones flew all over the sky.

"Kakkaka..."

The gravel made a crackling sound on the void, as if it had been crushed by someone with a powerful force, and turned into ashes, and quickly disappeared when the wind blew.

The surroundings suddenly became silent, so quiet that they seemed to forget to breathe, and were shocked by the scene on the scene, in addition to horror, there was also surprise.

"hiss……"

A long gasping sound echoed in every area of ​​the temple. They couldn't believe it, and couldn't accept that the punch just now would have such a result.

"Is that human being?"

Someone murmured in a low voice, the clothes of the two people on the ring were ragged, especially during the thunderstorm, the clothes on the entire right arm turned into dust, and when the wind blew, the entire upper body was exposed.

Lynch was better, but some places were still blown by the fierce fist wind, revealing some holes. Compared with the thunderstorm, Lynch had an absolute advantage.

"It's no wonder that he can cultivate the Golden Dragon Seal to such an extent. With such a strong physical body, I'm afraid there will be no one in the entire Seven Stars Temple."

An eighth-rank Martial Sect, whose physical body is comparable to that of a Martial Emperor, not to mention the Seven Star Temple, looking at the entire Fifth Heaven, it is extremely difficult to find a single person.

"Thunderstorms are in danger!"

Someone made a judgment. In the two attacks, Thunderstorm almost used the moves he relied on to survive, and they were all his trump cards. They couldn't do anything to Lynch, and could only wait for Lynch's counterattack.

Lei Feng's elder brother also came, and he didn't say a word. He stood quietly on the high platform and watched the two of them compete.

Lei Qiong, among the elite disciples, who doesn't know anyone, with a tyrannical body, coupled with the terrifying power of blood, he has also broken out a world in the field of elite disciples.

"Thunderstorm, after more than a month, I haven't seen you grow much. It's really disappointing!"

Lynch thought that he could use the suppressing power of the thunderstorm to help him refine his bones, but he still thought highly of the thunderstorm. It was not as powerful as he thought, but it was much stronger than it was before January.

Before January, Lynch was only a seventh rank Martial Ancestor, but today, Lynch threw the thunderstorm away, and he was no longer at the same level.

Being ridiculed by Lynch, Thunderstorm was so angry that his face turned purple and his bones were crackling, but he still didn't want to let go.

"Do you think you have a chance of winning if you can resist my two punches? Get ready to die!"

A huge scimitar appeared in Thunderstorm's hand. The last time the machete was cut off by Lynch, he made a new one with a higher level.

Lei Qiong must have played a key role in refining a top-level profound weapon in such a short period of time.

"Since you still don't give up, I'll beat you until you give up!"

Lynch hated this kind of arrogant and domineering personality. Relying on his status in the temple, he bullied the weak disciples and occupied the Artifact Refining Hall. What Lei Feng did had violated the rules of the temple.

If it weren't for Lei Qiong's presence, Lei Feng would have been beaten to death long ago. Others are afraid of him, but it doesn't mean Lynch is also afraid of him.

With a lift of the palm, a thousand handprints appeared, crushing it, and slamming it down towards the thunderstorm.

Lynch didn't intend to fight head-on with him. After the fight just now, Lynch knew what to expect, and then it was time to hone the Thousand Hands Seal and Zhenyue Seal.

Thunderstorm was taken aback, Lynch didn't fight him, but used the power of the Golden Dragon Seal to suppress himself.

"Break it for me!"

Thunderstorm yelled, and slashed with the long knife in his hand. He split the crushed thousand handprints directly, and a destructive force flew out again, making the disciples who were sitting closer feel suffocated.

"Your Golden Dragon Seal is not a big threat to me, I advise you to kneel before me obediently!"

Thunderstorm let out a grin. Although the Golden Dragon Seal is strong, his strength is not weak. He can break the Golden Dragon Seal by relying on top grade profound weapons. In the face of absolute strength, any martial skill is superfluous.

"yes!"

Lynch suddenly showed a harmless smile to humans and animals, and his hands began to form handprints, layer upon layer. On the top of the thunderstorm, there appeared not only one big handprint, but countless ones, more and more, superimposed together, and the thunderstorm cut off The first one, the second one, and even countless others.

Unless he cuts like this endlessly, he will be exhausted when the time comes.

"This... is this still the thousand handprints? I can't overestimate the ten thousand handprints!"

The crowd kept exclaiming. The various monsters that Lynch showed completely shocked countless people. They couldn't accept it, let alone understand how a person could cultivate the Golden Dragon Seal to such an extent.

"Yuan Gang must have personally instructed him to cultivate the Golden Dragon Seal to such an extent in just a few months!"

Everyone began to speculate that Lynch had been instructed by Yuan Gang to advance by leaps and bounds. After all, Lynch was taken into the Fire Cloud Palace by Yuan Gang that day, and it was normal for Lin Qi to practice.

The thousand handprints were like thunderstorms, they kept falling down, and the thunderstorm could only continue to wield a big knife to break the falling thousand handprints.

The first dozen or so were broken, and the thunderstorm felt numb all over, and could no longer bear it, and the power of the thousand handprints was getting stronger and stronger.

"Thunderstorm, I want to see how many attacks you can withstand!"

Lynch's hands suddenly became faster, and the thickness of the superposition of the thousand handprints became more and more thick, like a thousand-layer cake, which fell blackly on top of Thunderstorm's head, and the ring could not bear the pressure of the thousand handprints, and kept sinking .

A few elders appeared and kept setting up restrictions to prevent the ring from collapsing. Even so, they could only slow down the sinking speed, but could not stop the suppression of the thousand handprints.

And Thunderstorm's feet had already sunk into the ground, submerged to the knees, and the lower part could not move. This kind of suppression made some elite disciples look shocked.

If it was an ordinary first-rank Martial Emperor, would he be able to withstand such superimposed power? A large golden handprint could defeat the same level. Lynch had accumulated thousands of handprints.

"Who can tell me what exactly happened? Isn't the thousand handprints covering a wide range, when can they be superimposed like this!"

Someone scolded angrily. It seems that he has also practiced the Golden Dragon Seal, but unfortunately he can only practice the first seal, and its power cannot reach Lynch's level. When the Thousand Hands are cast, the thousand-meter radius is covered by handprints, which is a large-scale attack. means.

Although many people have not practiced it, they have seen it. This is not a thousand mudras at all, but a thousand-layer cake.

"Boom!"

The pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and eventually there was a fish that slipped through the net, and it slammed heavily on Lei Tian's body, and his skin was cut open and blood was dripping.

"Lynch, I'm going to kill you!"

Thunderstorm was furious, and suddenly flew out with the big knife in his hand. With both feet, he jumped out of the ring, covered in blood, and let out a roar, and a more powerful blood force appeared.

"No, Thunderstorm is burning his own blood to stimulate more blood power!"

Someone realized that something was wrong. Thunderstorm wanted to kill Lynch at the cost of consuming his own blood. It seemed that he was determined to do his best.

"You don't have the qualifications to kill me!"

The rest of the thousand handprints were smashed down together, Lei Tian's eyes revealed a look of determination, and his hands also began to form seals, and then a huge tower appeared in front of him.

"Thunder Tower!"

Everyone exclaimed again, this is a royal weapon, and it has been used.

"Isn't this the king weapon of his elder brother? How did it get into his hands!"

A series of exclamations appeared, the king weapon was equivalent to the level of the Martial Emperor, Lei Yao even took out the king weapon in order to defeat Lin Qi, which shocked the entire martial arts arena.

Lynch's face also showed a dignified look. There are countless spirit patterns carved on the royal weapon, and the power is many times stronger than the mysterious weapon. The thunderstorm was even taken out.

As soon as the King Artifact came out, many parts of the smashed thousand handprints were blown away by the thunder tower, and they spun around, hitting the remaining thousand handprints directly.

"Lynch, you're proud of being able to push me to this extent!"

The thousand handprints were broken by the thunderstorm, but he didn't feel well, his body was covered in blood, and using his own blood to forcibly activate the Thunder Tower was also a great consumption in itself.

"Do you think that with the Thunder Tower, you can defeat me?"

Lin Qi snorted and showed a sneer. An ordinary first-rank king weapon is only one level higher than his Dragon Slayer Sword. When he reaches tenth-rank Martial Sect, he can also forge a king weapon.

"Hmph, I'll let you taste the power of Thunder Tower in a while!"

Thunderstorm wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued to rely on the power of blood essence to drive the king weapon retrogradely. With his ninth-rank Martial Ancestor, he couldn't control the law of the king weapon at all.

Fortunately, it was his brother who refined it, and the two of them are connected by blood, so they can use it. If it is replaced by someone else, unless it is refined, it is impossible to activate the king weapon.

"Then I really want to see if your Thunder Tower is stronger, or my Golden Dragon Seal is stronger!"

Lynch suddenly showed an evil smile, his right hand suddenly changed, and a handprint appeared in the void again. Unlike before, this handprint was like a giant mountain, slowly pressing down.

"Zhenyue seal, he actually cultivated the second seal!"

Everyone was crazy. The Golden Dragon Seal can only be practiced after reaching the Martial Emperor Realm. Lin Qi was not in the Martial Ancestor Realm, but he was able to use it, subverting everyone's understanding of cultivation.

(End of this chapter)