Chapter 840 Thunder—Ten Thousand Swords Style!
"Are you soft-hearted? How ridiculous! Can't you kill me?"
Lou Qianxue sneered.
call out!
The long sword points to the sky, but in the blink of an eye...
crackle...
Countless small thunder and lightning, as if coming from the sky, entangled on the Wujin meteorite...
At the same time, there is a distant feeling. Ice cold. Restless and domineering. An unstoppable aura spread instantly throughout the venue...
crackle...
The small but dangerous lightning seemed to be able to cut through the air at this moment, and was so powerful that it was hard to breathe...
"Thunder Sword Intent!"
Tai Ziyu and others looked at Lou Qianxue with bright eyes.
All people with cultivation levels above the Xuanwu realm can understand the artistic conception, but there are only a handful of people like Lou Qianxue who can grasp it at their fingertips!
"Are you going to use Thunder Style?"
The blood-faced Shi Mengyang, who had seen Lou Qianxue take such action before, also became slightly excited...
Although it was Lou Qianxue who took action now, not him, the blood in his body suddenly started to boil for some unknown reason...
It made him want to join this battle and have a hearty fight...
call out! call out! call out!
Waves of powerful force quickly rushed towards Lou Qianxue as the thunder and lightning traveled...
At the same time, the aura and power around her continued to rise...
Blood-faced Shi Mengyang's big peach eyes flashed with appreciation: "She is really much stronger than before. Even I feel a little frightened..."
Before he finished speaking...
suddenly!
Buzz!
The Wujin meteorite, trembling with thunder and lightning, shook violently!
A trace of sweat broke out on Lou Qianxue's forehead, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her cold voice sounded like it came from hell...
"Thunder-Ten Thousand Swords Style!"
next moment……
boom!
A huge force suddenly burst out...
Pfft...
Pfft...
Countless rays of bright sword light, like sword rain, cold, sharp, with the sound of breaking wind, cut through the air and shot into the Zhu family's body...
All of a sudden!
Blood flowers, like fireworks, bloomed in the field...
"ah--"
"ah!"
Desperate screams resounded from the crowd...
The next moment...
Plop!
Plop!
Countless figures fell down!
Lou Qianxue killed hundreds of people with one move!
"!"
"..."
Everyone in the arena, all ordinary people, had never seen such a move before. Everyone was shocked and horrified, looking at Lou Qianxue in disbelief...
They can't imagine it...
How could such a slender, beautiful, seemingly weak and harmless girl have such terrifying and huge power in her body.
The handsome man, dressed in white as snow, had a trace of emotion on his expressionless face.
He was as deep as a cold pool and stared at Lou Qianxue with his cold and ruthless eyes: "Although he is very weak... this talent is really rare..."
His dark and cold eyes narrowed quickly for a moment...
Most of the Zhu family members were killed by Lou Qianxue with one move in just an instant!
Most of the rest, those with slightly higher cultivation levels, were seriously injured.
The few who had advanced cultivation and reached the Xuanwu realm were all slightly injured!
Only the ancestors of the Zhu family and a few elders were unscathed after being fully prepared.
After all, although the Thunder-Ten Thousand Swords Style is powerful, the Ten Thousand Swords Style ultimately divides a force into several parts. The power cannot be concentrated. When facing the powerful defense of a real master, the power is reduced by most...
Lou Qianxue's previous hit was due to surprise. If she used this move again now, it is estimated that the ancestors of the Zhu family and several elders would be able to block all her attacks...