3186: C3186 Thunderous Fury

C3186 Thunderous Fury

Taoist Wuchang's combat prowess was only trash among the Saints, but his ability to escape was not bad. Tao Chengxi and Liu Tie willed it, and he knew that something was going to happen. Unfortunately, he underestimated Yang Ping's ability. Not to mention having a certain level of comprehension towards the void, even if he grasped the void source, no one would be able to escape from Yang Ping's grab.

He wanted to scream out loud, but Yang Ping let out a cold laugh and directly crippled him. Taoist Wuchang fell on the ground and tried to get up, but to his horror, he found that the power in his body had disappeared as it was swallowed by a mysterious black hole.

Tao Chengxi was also shocked. From start to finish, he could not see Liu Tie's actions clearly. Taoist Wuchang was a saint, and he was not a country bumpkin. He would have to risk his life to kill him.

Was this fellow really not a saint?

It was obvious that Taoist Wuchang's miserable state had caused them to tremble, but very quickly, the darkness was filled with a terrifying killing intent. Liu Tie was still so young, and if he were to easily settle Taoist Wuchang, if he continued to grow up and become a saint, Great Saint Stage, nay, he would destroy 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 enemies fear him. As long as they didn't threaten him, they were willing to do anything. Although Xuan Jizi's fame prevented the Sky Sovereigns from taking action, the people below did not care. Could it be that Xuan Jizi would really be able to kill all of the dozen or so super powerful forces that made a move, if they obtained Divine Instrument and his Second Rate Holy Land became a First Rated Holy Land, would they still be afraid of Xuan Jizi?

"Pass."

After a long while, Yang Ping shook his head and said: "I should have less strength. I thought Sanskrit Valley experts were powerful, and wasted my strength."

Tao Chengxi smiled bitterly, feeling regretful.

If Yang Ping was given time, he would definitely become an invincible saint. The Great Sage, however, saw the horrifying power he displayed. In their eyes, he was comparable to two disciples.

What a pity.

Taoist Wuchang burst into tears as he thought about his miserable life in the future. Without Saint Stage, you will definitely make him suffer a fate worse than death for those you have offended in the past. Taoist Wuchang had done all sorts of bad things, and relying on his Sanskrit Valley, he had harmed quite a few others. Those enemies would endure because of the Sanskrit Valley, but Sanskrit Valley alone wouldn't protect a piece of trash. If Taoist Wuchang didn't die, then he will be in a miserable state in the future.

Therefore, Taoist Wuchang was crying sorrowfully, causing the experts in the dark to have concerns.

"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 died.

Old Poison Man had disappeared.

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, Taoist Wuchang died a horrible 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, a peerless genius would have an extremely amazing attribute domain, for example, the Lucky beside Wu Changxing, would be an expert with an attribute domain. Generally, three to five people at the same realm would be no match for him.

Sanskrit Valley Elder, Lei Wanjun.

Although he looked sickly, his attack power was terrifying. A roar shook Tao Chengxi, causing him to sway and bleed at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he suffered from internal injuries. Yang Ping looked coldly at Lei Wanjun, his eyes filled with burning flames.

"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 gate, and seemed to not have seen Yang Ping and the rest's eyes, as he casually said this, until Yang Ping blocked his way.

"Young man, you have to understand how to advance and how to retreat before you can continue to improve." Lei Wanjun's face was wooden. His gaze wanted to see through Yang Ping and release a bit of the Great Sage's pressure. Behind him was a hundred thousand horses galloping with a thunderous momentum.

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

"So what if I crossed the line?" Lei Wanjun laughed.1

"I will kill you."

Yang Ping calmly replied. As long as Lei Wanjun gave him a threatening look, no one would step back.

Lei Wanjun sighed and shook his head. "What a pity."

Lei Wanjun's mouth said it was a pity, but his attack was merciless. He attacked with the strongest Ancient Martial Arts, the Lightning Fury, a move that could deal with experts of the same realm as him.

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

It was too late.

Because Tao Chengxi had just realized that the attack had already reached Yang Ping's head, he raised his head. His eyes were filled with lightning, as if he was in a new world. Thunder raged, and everything was revived.

Thunder entered his body.

He was safe and sound.

Lei Wanjun's pupils constricted. After that, he revealed a look of admiration and said: "Although I just want to punish your disrespect towards your elders and teach disciples a little lesson using your Immortal Medicine Sect, I might as well teach you a lesson on behalf of your master."

The fact that Yang Ping could absorb the power of lightning was impressive. If the lightning entered his body, it would explode if he did not handle it well. However, what happened to Yang Ping did not mean that his strength was severely underestimated. Lei Wanjun's killing intent intensified.

Tao Chengxi felt bitter and anxious, but he had no choice. He could only watch on helplessly.

"Let's start with you."

Yang Ping suddenly sighed, with a hint of sadness in his 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.

He drew out the power of thunder from the void and prepared to use his strongest attack. Not only did he want to kill Yang Ping, he also wanted to see who else had the best attack 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 Lei Wanjun's purpose in coming here.

Boom!

Lei Wanjun had really become a thunderbolt that struck down at lightning speed. With crackling sounds and terrifying peerless strength, he displayed an absolutely powerful aura that could intimidate the night.

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.

Will Yang Ping die?

This was everyone's question.

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

At this moment, everything was deathly still.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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