668: C668 The Thunder Sword Was Formed

C668 The Thunder Sword Was Formed

668 - Thunderclap Sword Success

Lee Wuzhen looked at Ye Yu in surprise. His expression kept changing, and after a long while, he let out a long sigh.

"Ai, Junior Brother, you are right!"

Lee Wuzhen slightly raised his head and looked at the violent thunderballs in front of him. He was stunned.

"I have been sharpening my sword heart every day, and I have never slacked off for a moment. But for the past few years, I have never felt any improvement!"

"This world is like a cage, blocking my path of exploration!"

"As for my future cultivation, I'm also muddle-headed and have no clue at all!"

Lee Wuzhen turned to look at Ye Yu, his eyes as sharp as a sword.

"It wasn't until Junior Brother told me about the Sword Art of Accumulation that Senior Brother realized that this will be the path that I will take next!"

After hearing what Lee Wuzhen said, a trace of surprise flashed across Ye Yu's eyes. He never thought that he would be right!

"Senior Brother, don't be impatient. When the lightning ball disappears, I will naturally tell you about the Cultivation Method."

Ye Yu laughed lightly and then said, "But I have something to ask Senior Brother."

Lee Wuzhen raised his eyebrows and said, Eh?" Oh? What questions does Junior Brother have? "

" A while ago, I obtained a stone slab. On it, there was a sentence written in a language that has been lost for generations. Fate... "

Kaboom!

Before Ye Yu could finish his words, the thunder ball in front of him suddenly had a violent reaction.

The shining thunder ball suddenly shone brightly, and the thunder snakes twisted together, forming a huge thunder python that coiled around the thunder ball.

The thunder python raised its head to the sky and hissed, letting out waves of thunderous sounds.

Sssss! Sssss!

The thunder python let out a hiss, and the thunder ball in the air started to shrink rapidly.

The violent lightning became even more dazzling.

Lee Wuzhen was worried that something might happen, so he pulled Ye Yu's arm and quickly retreated.

"It's over! Is this thunder ball going to go berserk?"

Xing Meng looked at the thunder ball with a worried expression. He prayed in his heart that the thunder ball could go berserk slower so that the three of them could have time to escape.

Boom!

As the ball of lightning suddenly shrank, the sound of thunder rumbled in Lee Wuzhen's courtyard.

"Senior Brother, wait!"

Ye Yu stopped and turned to look at the thunder ball that was about to go berserk. He said with a calm expression, "Senior Brother, don't worry! It will be fine! "

In the void, the thunder python that was coiled around the thunderball had undergone a shocking transformation.

It had deer horns on its head, legs below its belly, and a long beard of lightning that was hanging down from its chin.

It was a thunder dragon!1

The originally violent thunder ball shrunk and flew into the thunder dragon's mouth, turning into a dragon ball emitting thunder and lightning!

Hum!

Under Ye Yu and the other two's gaze, the thunder dragon waved its long tail and danced in the air. It was very majestic and domineering!

"This lightning ball has become a spirit?!"

Xing Meng widened his eyes and looked at the lightning dragon dancing in the air in disbelief. He felt that his outlook on life was about to collapse.

Ye Yu looked at the lightning dragon in the sky. He was stunned at first, but then he became wild with joy.

"Hahahah... This is my Thunderclap Sword!"

Sensing the feeling of intimacy from the bottom of his heart, Ye Yu let out a cry of surprise.

Lee Wuzhen and Xing Meng were both shocked.

"You said this thunder dragon was originally the sword embryo of the sword in your hand?"

Ye Yu nodded, his eyes filled with joy, "That's right! After absorbing the thunder energy, the Thunderclap Sword embryo finally took shape!"

"Thunderclap Sword, come!"

Ye Yu shouted at the lightning dragon flying in the sky.

In an instant.

The lightning dragon let out a joyful cry, then it turned around and pounced on Ye Yu.

"Junior Brother, be careful!"

"Martial Uncle, be careful!"

Lee Wuzhen and Xing Meng both cried out in alarm.

Lightning flashed and disappeared.

In Ye Yu's palm, there was now a domineering, majestic, and incomparably sharp longsword!

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