Chapter 1632 Punishment

"You are too weak... Also, remember my name, Lei Kun..."

It was as if the momentum of thunder exploded up and down the entire competition area of ​​Lingxiao Tiantai.

Lei Kun!

It's like a strong declaration of sovereignty.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the entire rooftop competition area suddenly exploded, and everyone's face was filled with deep shock.

However, on the Yaotong Saint Clan's side, everyone was shocked.

Sirius star guard Rao Feiluan, the Fourth Elder and others all had pale faces, their eyes were tearing apart, and they were filled with shock and anger.

Shock!

Everyone's heart was still trembling.

above the table.

The huge mountain of Nirvana quickly disintegrated and shattered into thousands of crystal fragments, and the purple demon flames that were stacked like a tsunami also quickly faded away.

What sank together with it were the hearts of all the demon-eyed saints in the audience.

...

"Hey, it's really too weak, is this the level of your demon-eyed saints?"

An indifferent and proud attitude appeared wantonly on Lei Kun's face.

The Lei Qing sword in his palm was constantly flashing like a manic and joyful electric arc snake, and the blade intertwined with fluorescent lights directly pierced Li Kun's back, like a beam of light flowing away.

At this moment, Li Kun was covered in blood.

Its pupils also uncontrollably returned from the bewitching purple to the original color.

The pale face was full of unwillingness and hatred, but it was so powerless.

...

The expressions of all the saints were different.

Some are slightly regretful.

Some are merciful.

Some cast gloating eyes.

...

"Ugh!"

Yan Hanyu of the Burning Heaven Saint Clan and Chen Jingfeng of the Star Saint Clan looked at each other, and couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling. If compared with Li Kun, the two of them could be considered lucky.

"Hehe, what a good show!" Long Mie of the Dragon Blood Saint Clan did not take it seriously, with his arms folded in front of him, with a hint of sarcasm on his brows.

Wu Yuan, the saint clan of Honghuang, Lu Yuzhi, the saint clan of Lunhui, and others also had a frivolous smile on their faces.

"Bring yourself to shame..." Lu Yuzhi said disdainfully.

Yu Shenyin on the side frowned slightly, but compared to the others, he seemed indifferent, as if the scene on stage did not bring him too many emotional fluctuations.

...

"It's a bit ruthless!" The other crowd off the field gradually recovered.

"Lei Kun is too strong! No wonder the Thunder Saints have been reluctant to reveal his existence for so many years. This talent is not inferior to those super monsters of the strongest Saints."

"Times are really about to change."

"The demon-eyed saints may really want to withdraw from this peak position."

...

The gazes of countless people couldn't help looking at the Thunder Great Emperor who was sitting on the throne of the Ten Directions.

At this moment, everyone quietly realized that the position under him already belonged to him completely.

"Thunder Saint Race, the strongest Saint Race!"

"Thunder Saint Race, the strongest Saint Race!"

...

At this time, some people off the field have already begun to announce this.

And more and more people followed suit.

The most shining light concentrated on Lei Kun, and Li Kun in front of him was like a speck of dust living in his shadow.

At this moment, for the Yaotong Saint Clan, the whole world was plunged into darkness.

Looking at Li Kun who was standing under Lei Kun's sword and couldn't move, everyone's face showed deep powerlessness.

Powerless!

Not unwilling.

Nor is it hate.

Just powerless.

Even Rao Feiluan, the grumpy Sirius guard, closed his eyes helplessly, unable to bear to witness this scene again.

And the four elders.

This poor old man, who has been struggling to support the revival of the Yaotong Saint Clan, is even more than ten years old at this moment.

The hunched body seemed to be unable to stand upright again.

The cloudy old eyes seem to never see the light.

The last ray of hope remaining in their hearts has been quickly eroded by the darkness.

...

"Congratulations! Emperor Thunderbolt." Emperor Honghuang smiled meaningfully.

Not far away, the Dragon Blood Emperor also said flatly, "This moment will be recorded in the annals of history."

Several other great emperors also glanced sideways to this side, with different expressions.

This time, Emperor Lei Ting did not show the same "fear" as before. On his face, there was only the domineering and vigorous spirit of the new emperor ascending the throne.

Here we go.

The world will have nothing to say.

...

"Even though you are both 'Emperor Zhun', you are really too weak to be vulnerable!"

Lei Kun held Li Kun's shoulder with one hand, and slowly pulled out the Lei Qing sword from it with the other.

This move kills people.

Far more vicious than what Zhiyu Shenyin did to Chen Jingfeng and Yan Hanyu.

"bass……"

When the blade left the opponent's body, Li Kun couldn't help trembling twice, revealing that his distorted face was full of anger.

"If you have the ability, kill me... Otherwise, one day, I will kill you..."

"Hahahaha..." Lei Kun laughed, especially contemptuously, "You can only use your tongue to show off. How can I be afraid of you, a trash who can't even catch my five moves?"

Said, Lei Kun slowly moved his hand to Li Kun's collar.

"Let's just live in such an ugly way! The humble and humble will be forgotten... The last trace of dignity left by you, I, Lei Kun, accept it..."

The moment the words fell, Lei Kun exerted force with his arm, directly pulling the opponent off the table.

Then Ling Kong kicked Li Kun heavily.

"boom……"

A majestic wave of air swayed, and Li Kun, who had already been hit hard, bowed his body immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and the moment his eyes were about to split, he fell to the table like a sandbag and fell to the ground. Uncontrollably dragged a long trace on the ground, sliding all the way to the edge of the battle platform.

Why do you want to kill people's desires!

this kick.

It crushed the last remaining dignity of the demon-eyed saint clan.

trample!

Ruthless trampling!

The mood of the entire demon-eyed saint clan was at the bottom of the valley, and their minds went blank. They were so dazed that no one even stepped forward to support Li Kun.

...

The Thunder Saint Clan is gaining momentum.

There were already cheers off the court.

Shangguan Wuce, the master of Lingqu Peak, raised his head slightly, and was about to announce the result.

"Om..." A soft air wave suddenly rose from the edge of the Lingxiao rooftop, and Li Kun, who was thrown out, suddenly stopped on the platform.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the audience was startled.

"That is"

"Who is this guy"

...

Most people's eyes are full of confusion.

On the other side of the divine eye saint clan, Bai Qianyu's beautiful eyes were slightly rippling, and there was a hint of surprise on her beautiful face.

...

Beside Li Kun, there was a slightly thin and slender figure.

The outline of the young and handsome face is as firm as a chisel.

Looking at that person, the group of Yaotong Saint Clan also looked at each other in blank dismay, with some doubts.

However, as the atmosphere off the field gradually cooled down, the young figure slowly walked around Li Kun at his feet, and then walked towards the central area of ​​Lingxiao Tiantai.

...

"what's the situation"

"Who is this person? He will challenge Lei Kun."

"Are you kidding? Isn't this courting death?"

...

At the same time, Li Wushang from outside the field immediately stepped forward to bring the seriously injured and unconscious Li Kun back to the Yaotong Saint Clan.

"He" Sirius star guard Rao Feiluan looked at Li Wushang with a look of surprise.

The latter nodded slightly and did not speak.

...

The cold wind blows everywhere, and the cold air fills the sky.

Looking at the young figure, Lei Kun raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes filled with a bit of coldness.

"interesting……"

The other party was silent.

"Chichi..." Then, a bunch of purple arcs emerged from his palm.

With a passionate trill of a sharp weapon, a sharp sword suddenly appeared in his palm. Surrounded by a purple lightning arc, the sharp sword quickly became longer, and then derived into a sharp cold sword. gun.

The swaying arc of the gun blade dragged on the table, drawing a neat and deep trace.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly.

Heartstrings are involuntarily tense.

Every time the other party took a step, it was like an invisible heavy hammer hitting everyone's breath.

The sharp spear dragged on the ground, as if it was drawn on the hearts of everyone, there was an indescribable sharpness.

When the distance between the two was less than a hundred feet away, the young figure suddenly raised the long spear in his hand, the three-foot spear flashed, and the cold tip pointed at Lei Kun in front of him.

Just like Lei Kun pointed at Li Kun just now.

Pointing at someone with the tip of a gun is the most direct provocation.

It is also the most straightforward insult.

The degree of contempt is even worse than pointing at people with a sword.

There seemed to be a purple arc flashing in the man's eyes, and then, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he uttered a few words coldly.

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