1144: C1144 Thunderous Fury

C1144 Thunderous Fury

The Taoist Wuchang's fighting strength was only considered dregs among the Saints, but his ability to escape was not bad. With Tao Chengxi's will, he knew that something was going to happen. It was a pity that he had underestimated Yang Ping's ability. Not to mention that he had a certain level of comprehension towards the void, even if he grasped the origin of the void, no one would be able to escape from his grasp.

Taoist Wuchang was grabbed by the neck, his eyeballs protruding, blood trickling down his eyes, he wanted to shout out loud, but Yang Ping laughed coldly and directly crippled him. He fell on the ground and tried to get up, but to his horror, he realized that the energy in his body had disappeared as it was swallowed by a mysterious black hole.

Tao Chengxi acted from the beginning to the end, he could barely see his movements clearly. One must know that the Taoist Wuchang was a saint who did not know his place, he would probably have to go all out to kill them.

Was this fellow really not a saint?

Obviously, the miserable state of the Taoist Wuchang had caused them to tremble, but very quickly, the darkness was filled with a terrifying killing intent. How old was Yang Ping, to be able to easily take care of the Taoist Wuchang, if she continued to grow up and become a saint, her Great Saint Stage, f * ck, wouldn't she flatten all of the Sacred Grounds?

Yang Ping had to die.

This was the common idea of all the experts hidden in the darkness.

Ming Zhu revealed a worried expression.

The more powerful Yang Ping's performance was, the more it made the enemy wary. As long as they didn't threaten him, they were willing to do anything. Although Xuan Jizi's fame had shocked the Sky Sovereign, but the people below did not care about it at all. Could it be that if dozens of super powers were to make their move, Xuan Jizi could really get rid of all of them?

"Pass."

After a long while, Yang Ping shook her head and said: "I should not use too much strength.

Tao Chengxi laughed bitterly, feeling pity in his heart.

If Yang Ping was given time, he would definitely become an unrivalled saint. Great Sage, however, the terrifying power he had displayed was comparable to the descendants of two sects.

What a pity.

The Taoist Wuchang was crippled, and when he thought about his miserable life in the future, he couldn't help but wail. Without Saint Stage, you will definitely make him suffer a fate worse than death for those you have offended in the past. Taoist Wuchang normally would do all sorts of evil deeds, but relying on his Sanskrit Valley, he could cause quite a few disasters for others. Those enemies would endure because of the Sanskrit Valley, but Sanskrit Valley alone wouldn't protect a piece of trash. If the Taoist Wuchang does not die, then it will be very tragic in the future.

Therefore, the Taoist Wuchang was crying sorrowfully, causing the experts in the shadows to be worried.

"Trash!"

A heavy curse came from the darkness, as though thunder had struck down, causing dust to fall from the walls of the Hidden Treasure Pavilion s. The old tree in the front yard fell from the Green Leaves s with a crashing sound, and a bird that normally lived on a tree felt the danger and left the old tree, disappearing without a trace.

Ke Yidao was dead.

The Old Poison Man was nowhere to be seen.

The Hidden Treasure Pavilion had collapsed overnight due to the death of the fisherman, and they had fallen into the most terrifying calamity.

With that, the Taoist Wuchang died a miserable death.

Then, an old and decrepit figure appeared in front of him. His wrinkled face revealed a pair of small eyes that radiated light. Lightning flashed within his body as he moved and moved. It was as if he was a charger that contained frightening lightning energy.

The Great Sage had the thunder attribute. Even though he was only at the middle stage of the Great Sage, his combat power was absolutely terrifying.

Reaching the Great Saint Stage required one to have an attribute, and only then would one be considered a peerless genius. Under normal circumstances, the attribute domain that a peerless genius possessed would already be extremely impressive, for example, the attribute domain experts that possessed the attribute domain like Lucky, who was standing beside Wu Changxing. Generally, those who were at the same realm would not be a match for them.

Sanskrit Valley Grand Elder, Lei Wanjun.

Although he looked sickly, his attack power was terrifying. roared as he swayed on his feet, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he had suffered from internal injuries.

"No one in this world would dare to deal with a person with Sanskrit Valley. Even though he's a piece of trash, he should at least be a member of Sanskrit Valley." Lei Wanjun walked toward the Hidden Treasure Pavilion's gate, as if he did not see Yang Ping and the rest of the people, and casually said that, until Yang Ping stopped them.

"Young man, you have to understand how to advance and how to retreat before you can continue to improve." Lei Wanjun's expression was wooden, his gaze wanted to see through Yang Ping, and he released a strand of the Great Sage's pressure.

Yang Ping did not retreat, but said: "You crossed the line."

"So what if I crossed the line?" Lei Wanjun laughed.0

"I will kill you."

Yang Ping's calm response did not slow down because of Lei Wanjun's threatening gaze. As long as he was there, no one would be able to pass through.

Lei Wanjun sighed, shook his head and said: "Then it's such a pity."

's mouth seemed to say it was a pity, but when Lei Wanjun attacked, it was merciless. When he attacked, it would be with the strongest Ancient Martial Arts, the Fury of Lightning, it was a move to deal with an expert of the same realm.

Tao Chengxi's expression changed, he felt the hidden power of death within his rage, and anxiously shouted: "Yang Ping, push!"

It was too late.

Because Tao Chengxi had just sensed the attack approaching his head, he raised his head. His eyes were filled with lightning, as if he was in a new world.

Thunder entered his body.

He was safe and sound.

Lei Wanjun's pupils constricted. After that, he revealed an expression of praise and said: "Although I just want to give a small punishment for your disrespect towards my elders and teach disciples a lesson on behalf of your master, I might as well."

This meant that Yang Ping could absorb the power of lightning. This was impressive, because when the lightning entered his body, if he did not handle it well, it would explode. However, what happened with Yang Ping did not mean that his strength was severely underestimated. Lei Wanjun's killing intent grew even stronger.

Tao Chengxi's heart was bitter and anxious, but he had no choice, and could only watch on helplessly.

"Let's start with you."

Yang Ping suddenly sighed, with a hint of sadness in her eyes, the expert in the darkness was ready to pounce towards Hidden Treasure Pavilion at any time. The Posterior Mountain of the Hidden Treasure Pavilion continuously spewed out precious light, causing the night sky of the Dragon City to be incomparably dazzling. The citizens who did not know about it thought that it was because of the fireworks here that dyed the night sky red.

However, only an expert would be able to sense that limitless treasure energy. This meant that the Divine Instrument was about to be born.

The night was filled with the desire to move and the biting cold of killing.

's eyes flashed, and at times, thunder rumbled. He drew out the thunder energy from the void and prepared to attack at the strongest possible moment. Not only did he want to kill Yang Ping, he also wanted to see who else would be number one in the Dragon City.

The Sanskrit Valley required a Divine Instrument to level up, if anyone else wanted to fight for it, they would have to die.

This was the reason why Lei Wanjun came.

Boom!

Lei Wanjun had really become a thunderbolt that struck down at full force. He released a crackling sound and terrifying peerless strength, as he displayed an absolutely powerful aura, pressuring everyone present.

When the others sensed this destructive force, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.

Too strong!

No one could resist Lei Wanjun's attack.

Would Yang Ping die?

This was everyone's question.

However, Yang Ping herself was very calm. The golden pole of his Spiritual World was absorbing the energy of the new world.

At this moment, everything was deathly still.

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