Magic card: create a god-level card at the beginning

Every attack of Yasuo has an inexplicable sword rhyme.

"This old gentleman has made it clear that he must be a master! And he is also a master of swordsmanship!"

"Dare to ask the old gentleman's name?"

"Hmph! A group of juniors, you don't even know each other! I'm in Longguo, I just got off the plane, and I have too many acquaintances, so I disappeared."

"!!!"

"I know, you are almost a boss!"

"It's rumored that it's full of experts like you, the level of card masters inside, starting with diamonds, and there is no limit to the top!"

There was an earth-shattering sound of thunder and explosions in the sky of the arena.

Countless thunders were instantly annihilated in Yasuo's long sword.

A flash of sword light was the disappearance of those hundreds of thunderbolts.

"Hasa!"

The extremely fierce and peerless sword light collided fiercely with dozens of huge thunder dragons.

How can the sword light with such shocking sword intent be comparable to this mere Thunder?

Everyone saw a white sword light streaking across Thunder.

"Boom!" Zidian Shenlei burst out his final thunder.

He was cut off by Yasuo with a sword!

So far, there is no trace of thunder in the sky.

Thousands of thunderbolts, under this sword, are all annihilated!

Everyone looked at the screen in shock, every thunderbolt there was enough to kill a gold-level magic card master!

In this way, Yasuo was beheaded completely.

But this has only just begun, and the whole horror is yet to come.

I saw Jiang Yun on the ring looking down with a solemn expression.

"A thousand thunderbolts is not enough, what about ten thousand thunderbolts?"

This time, Jiang Wen did not give Yasuo a chance to breathe, but continued to order:

"Wan Lei is coming!"

After the war behemoth below received the order.

The huge fangs raised their mouths to the sky and spewed out a terrifying purple lightning.

Strike on the purple thunderball in the dark cloud.

'Crackling' made the sound of lightning.

The power of the thunder that had been completely exhausted was replenished once again, and the energy became even more astonishing.

The density of dark clouds in the sky doubled again, and the flashing thunder and lightning became more solid.

Thunderbolts rolled continuously in the turbulent thunderclouds.

But this time the thunderbolt was not as thick as a bucket, but reached an astonishing width of four or five meters.

The thick thunder and lightning flashed once, which made everyone's hearts sink a little.

What matters in the end is these four or five meter thick lightning.

At this time, there are tens of thousands of Dao! ! !

The entire dark cloud now has almost turned into a sea of ​​purple thunder. These thick purple lightning are like purple dragons, rolling wildly in the turbulent sea of ​​thunder! ! !

At this time, the land of the arena is no longer in darkness, but a purple world has changed.

Thunder purple is the only color in this world.

Tang Sanzan looked at the sky with a solemn expression.

"Amitabha, the power of these thunder seas is really terrifying. If Yasuo is pretending to be aggressive, he may be eliminated directly."

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said, "Master, you underestimate that human-headed dog. What this guy likes most is to pretend to be B in front of death. At this time, he doesn't pretend to be B, and his whole body is itchy!"

Tang Sanzan clasped his hands together, and said lightly: "Amitabha, the Buddha said: pretending to be happy in a small way hurts the body, pretending to be a big one hurts the body, and pretending to be strong will be wiped out. I wish her good luck."

Everyone in the live broadcast room also looked at this raging sea of ​​thunder dumbfounded.

"This tm, it's something people do!"

"The sea of ​​purple thunder that fills the sky, I'm afraid Yasuo will be roasted directly"

"King B, it's really dangerous this time."

"My King B, Yasuo, is number one in the world, and I was slashed by Thunder!"

"A mere thunder? There are tens of thousands of thunders in this tm!!!"

Everyone looked at the shining sky in horror, which was almost a purple sea of ​​thunder.

Flooded dragons loomed inside.

The coercion emanating and the voltage of the thunder made them feel terrified even through the screen.

Faced with such a terrifying power, Yasuo looked indifferent.

One person, one sword standing proudly in mid-air.

"Thousands of thunders condense into a sea, and my thousands of sword intents condense into a storm. I don't know which of us is stronger or weaker."

Yasuo's robe fluttered leisurely, and his body slowly exuded a peerless sword intent.

The body is like a peerless sword god that is constantly recovering!

The sword intent floating around his body instantly sharpened, threatening to tear apart the space.

"choke!"

The long sword in his hand made a crisp sound, as if declaring his fighting spirit.