Chapter 307 Thunder

boom!

When the lightning struck, he suddenly raised his Zihan Jiao Sword to block it.

A burning sensation instantly spread from the cold dragon to his arm.

The impact of this lightning was also very strong, causing Qin Yang to take a few steps back.

"Thunder flash!"

The next moment.

Yan Xuan appeared behind Qin Yang like lightning, his right hand wrapped with blazing thunder.

Hit Qin Yang hard on the back.

Bang!

The Hunyuan Qi condensed on Qin Yang's body suddenly collapsed and exploded.

The violent lightning strike shocked Qin Yang's internal organs, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Bang bang bang~~~

Next, Yan Xuan, who exploded with all his strength, seemed to have the upper hand.

He was able to communicate with the heaven and earth to condense powerful thunder and lightning, which struck Qin Yang crazily.

Groups of electric light continued to explode and disintegrate.

Yan Xuan originally thought he could electrocute Qin Yang alive.

But he soon discovered that Qin Gen was emitting a burst of green light, which was constantly melting his lightning.

"What kind of body-protecting energy is this?" Yan Xuan was horrified.

This is naturally the result of the Wuji Spirit Body Sutra.

The Wuji Spiritual Body Sutra is said to be invulnerable to all laws after it is completed.

Pure energy attacks like thunder and lightning are all melted by the Wuji Talisman.

"What do you think?"

Qin Yang smiled slightly.

The next moment.

His momentum skyrocketed, and the huge and cold energy condensed into a basalt head, violent and ferocious.

"Thunder Wave!"

At this moment, Qin Yang's energy made Yan Xuan's heart palpitate. He roared wildly, opened his right hand and flexed his five fingers.

The violent thunder and lightning energy condensed in the palm of his hand, turned into a purple and blue thunder ball, and slammed towards Qin Yang.

"Desolate Sea, Nether Sea for a moment!"

Qin Yang's eyes showed a deep chill.

The so-called moment means extremely fast.

The light of the sword is cold and deep, chilling people's hearts and even giving them a feeling of a frozen sea.

This sword is extremely powerful and is designed to kill.

Poof!

The moment when the cold sword light cut through the purple and blue thunder ball.

Yan Xuan's eyes couldn't help but widen, but his body suddenly stiffened.

"you"

Click~~~

Yan Xuan still wanted to speak, but his body began to freeze quickly, and finally turned into an ice sculpture.

This is the terrifying moment of Youhai.

"This guy"

Zhao Xinmo watched from behind and was horrified.

This is the deputy leader of the Leisha Sect, a strong man in the Half-Step Martial Saint Realm.

The warriors from Tianfeng Continent are stronger than the warriors from Kunshan Continent, both in terms of inheritance and fighting.

However, in front of Qin Yang, he was still killed with a sword.

"Is his current strength enough to compete with the Martial Saint?"

Zhao Xinmo guessed in his mind.

"Let's go."

"Find the spiritual bud first."

Qin Yang said in a deep voice.

"Um."

Zhao Xinmo responded hurriedly.

after.

The two walked out of the spirit stone vein.

Naturally, I met many Leisha Sect disciples along the way.

Qin Yang spared no one and killed all the disciples of the Leisha Sect to the point of leaving no trace behind.

Later, when Qin Yang walked out of the Lingshi mine vein, he saw several newly erected tents.

Of course, there are dozens of Leisha Sect disciples guarding it.

When they saw Qin Yang walking out of the spirit stone veins, their expressions changed drastically.

But Qin Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense and went on a killing spree until rivers of blood flowed.

"Qin Yang. Things are inside."

Zhao Xinmo had already sneaked into the tent to check when Qin Yang was killing people.

Hearing Zhao Xinmo's voice, Qin Yang walked into the tent after killing the last Lei Sha Cult disciple.

Zhao Xinmo was holding a black three-legged copper stove in his hand. When he saw Qin Yang coming in, he threw it to him.

Qin Yang took it and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the dead branch.

Finally found it.

"Hehe. I also found a lot of treasures."

"There are many spiritual stones here that should have been dug out of this vein."

"Master Tao, I just accept it."

Zhao Xinmo patted a wooden box on the ground.

"It's up to you. I don't need it anyway."

Qin Yang said calmly.

Just as the two were dividing the spoils.

A terrifying and violent energy suddenly descended.

boom! ! !

This energy was like a thunderbolt from the sky, striking into the hearts of Qin Yang and Zhao Xinmo like a bolt of lightning!

puff!

Zhao Xinmo was instantly traumatized and spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Qin Yang was doing better, but his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"This energy."

Qin Yang looked outside the tent.

"I'm afraid the Martial Saint is here." Zhao Xinmo said with a bitter smile, blood at the corner of his mouth.

"You can go directly later."

"I'll go meet this Martial Saint for a while."

"Take this spirit bud first for me as well."

Qin Yang said in a message.

He threw the three-legged copper stove back to Zhao Xinmo and walked out of the tent directly.

A middle-aged man stood outside.

This man has long flowing purple hair, a tall and thin figure, and thin cheeks.

But when Qin Yang saw this man, he felt heart palpitations.

It's as if the other party is God, and it's so terrifying that he can kill him at will.

"I can't feel Yan Xuan's energy anymore."

"Did you kill him?"

The purple-haired man said calmly.

"it's me."

Qin Yang did not deny it.

"When I received the news that Yan Zhengyuan was back, I was stunned for a moment."

"I didn't expect that there is a secret realm of the Immortal Mansion hidden in the White Dragon Stone Mountain."

"So when I received the news, I rushed over immediately. Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late."

The purple-haired man looked at Qin Yang and said lightly.

"I can only say that your Qinggong needs to be improved."

Qin Yang smiled.

His words made the purple-haired man's expression change slightly.

"Yeah."

"How dare you play with your tongue in front of me."

"Pull out your tongue later."

The purple-haired man snorted coldly.

next moment.

Violent purple thunder and lightning burst out from his body.

The realm of the Martial Saint is not just a half-step Martial Saint. You can trigger celestial phenomena with just a raise of your hands and feet.

In an instant, the sky was covered with thick black clouds, and countless purple and blue thunder snakes flashed past.

Zizzizi~~

Purple thunder and lightning flashed wildly, condensing into a purple thunder spear in the hands of the purple-haired man.

Boom!

The purple thunder spear stabbed Qin Yang like a wild snake.

Countless thunder and lightning flashed in the void, the scene was horrifying and full of destruction.

Qin Yang had no reservations when facing the powerful Martial Saint.

Strong and unforgettable, infinite spiritual talisman, three flowers gathered at the top, five qi toward the yuan.

Various secret techniques were activated in an instant, causing his body, blood, and vitality to increase crazily.

The muscles are wrapped like steel bars, and the blood vessels are opened. The whole body is almost three meters in size, surrounded by Beidou Zhenwu's vitality.

He suddenly pulled out the Hanjiao knife and slashed out with a dead sea float!

Bang!

Clash of swords and spears!

Countless thunder and lightning bloomed in the void like fireworks.

These thunder and lightning madness annihilated the Dead Sea and smashed it into pieces!

Qin Yang suddenly stepped back tens of meters.

“The power is not bad”

The purple-haired man was surprised.

He felt that the power of Qi and blood that Qin Yang was erupting at this moment was not even much worse than that of a Martial Saint like him.

But this is not enough.

The real terrifying thing about the Martial Saint is that he is blessed by the power of heaven and earth.

With his own strength combined with the power of thunder and lightning, he can still easily crush Qin Yang.

"That's just you."

Qin Yang laughed ferociously, exerting force under his feet, turning into a violent thunder and rushing towards the purple-haired man.

The sword light bloomed with a bloody aura, and it cut out like a sea of ​​blood in purgatory.

"What a fierce swordsmanship."

The purple-haired man calmly thrust out the purple thunder spear. (End of chapter)