Chapter 646: The Shrine, Isn’t It Powerful?

"If there is a chance in the future, I will let you see it." Qin Xuan glanced at Yan Qing and said casually.

"I'll wait." Yan Qing snorted coldly, still insisting on his own opinion. He did not believe that Qin Xuan would have the Great Sun God Thunder Body.

Lei Qianmo's body was filled with endless lightning, and her aura was extremely powerful, just like the Thunder God of Heaven and Earth. She stepped in the void, and every step she took seemed to have thunder sounds, shaking people's souls.

The hearts of the crowd all trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes followed Lei Qianmo's footsteps. At this time, Lei Qianmo was too strong, not inferior to the style shown by the sword before.

Ximen Bingyue's beautiful eyes swept Lei Qianmo, and a touch of surprise flashed across her eyes, but it soon disappeared.

It was not surprising that the disciples of the Great Sun God Thunder Palace had such strength, but if they wanted to defeat her like this, they would underestimate her.

Ximen Bingyue's figure disappeared instantly. At the same time, the spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly rioted in the space above the arena, flying wantonly. The sound of the piano came from the void, as if an invisible sharp blade slashed out and tore everything apart.

In an instant, the storm of piano sound spread at an extreme speed, covering the vast and endless space, and instantly enveloped Xuanyuan Potian and the other four, as if to bury them.

Xuanyuan Potian's expression changed slightly, and the terrifying gale blew across his face, which was a bit painful.

He took a step forward suddenly, and his whole body was in turmoil. He punched out with a punch, without any fancy, dark golden light shone, and hit the piano sound storm, and the space was distorted sharply.

However, the piano sound storm seemed to be indestructible. Even if it was distorted to the extreme, it still did not break, but became more tenacious. The invisible sharp blade seemed to be the sharpest weapon in the world, and it passed through Xuanyuan Potian's body, leaving deep blood marks.

Seeing this scene, Qin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Ximen Bingyue was indeed different. The attack released by the sound of the piano was silent and the opponent could not defend at all, and could only resist it.

One after another powerful soul attack rushed into Xuanyuan Potian's mind. The lines on Xuanyuan Potian's face were distorted, revealing a hideous look, as if he was suffering great pain.

At this time, he seemed to be in a battlefield with thousands of troops. The two armies were fighting, the flags covered the sky, and the fighting spirit was overwhelming. He stood alone in the center of the battlefield. The deafening sound of horse hooves came from both sides, and the eardrums were about to be broken.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent and continuous. Xuanyuan Potian's face flushed red, and his heart beat uncontrollably with the change of the piano sound, faster and faster, as if it would explode in the next moment.

Not only Xuanyuan Potian, but Mu Rong was also in a bad condition.

At this time, he knelt on one knee in the void, holding his head with both hands, his body trembling violently, the sound of the piano lingered in his mind, like a peerless sword, constantly cutting his soul.

In contrast, Jian and Lei Qianmo were slightly normal, but their expressions were extremely solemn. Ximen Bingyue's strength was somewhat beyond their expectations.

"Break!" Jian took a step lightly, his eyes were extremely sharp, and a strong sword intent swept out of his body. The brilliant sword light bloomed, wrapped his body, and blocked the invasion of the piano sound.

And the sun god aura on Lei Qianmo's body became stronger and stronger. In the sun's light, you can faintly see a stream of thunder light flowing, releasing a destructive breath.

Jian and Lei Qianmo looked at each other, as if they were communicating with each other, and Jian said: "You or me?"

Lei Qianmo's eyes condensed, and said: "I'll do it."

"Okay." Jian nodded slightly, and then his body retreated, as if deliberately giving up the battlefield.

Xuanyuan Potian and Mu Rong saw this and realized what Lei Qianmo wanted to do. He was going to challenge Ximen Bingyue alone!

And once he succeeded in the challenge, Ximen Bingyue would naturally marry him, and that would have nothing to do with them.

"Stop!" Mu Rong shouted, and flew towards Ximen Bingyue's direction. Endless vines grew behind him, swaying left and right, with overwhelming power.

Lei Qianmo glanced at Mu Rong indifferently, and uttered a voice: "You don't deserve it."

After that, he continued to step forward, but at this time Mu Rong had come behind him. I saw a cold light flashing in Mu Rong's eyes, and he said coldly: "I want to see if the Sun God Thunder Palace is really as powerful as the rumors say."

Lei Qianmo paused slightly when he heard this, and frowned. Is this a sign of dissatisfaction?

Since you are not convinced, then let you be convinced.

Mu Rong stretched out both hands at the same time. In an instant, vines grew from his body, penetrated through the space, and continued to extend outward. The vines had barbs, releasing a sharp breath that made people's heart palpitate.

"Go to hell!" Mu Rong's expression flashed a touch of madness, and he desperately controlled the vines to wrap around Lei Qianmo.

However, Lei Qianmo's expression did not fluctuate at all, like an ancient well, without even turning his head, and casually slapped his palm backwards.

Thunder roared, and in an instant, a huge thunder seal condensed, emitting a strong breath of destruction, spanning the space, falling on the vines, destroying everything, and directly breaking the vines.

"Puff..." With a puff, Mu Rong spit out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and a trace of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes when he looked at Lei Qianmo. He was so strong.

Just one blow, he couldn't bear it. Is this the gap between the palace and the temple?

The crowd was also in turmoil. Originally, they thought that Mu Rong could fight against Lei Qianmo, but now it seems that the two men's strength is not at the same level at all.

In the previous confrontation, Lei Qianmo directly crushed Mu Rong.

Of course, part of the reason was that Lei Qianmo's realm was higher, and coupled with his powerful skills, Mu Rong had no power to fight back.

Mu Rong had previously provoked the Sun God Thunder Palace in his words, and Lei Qianmo's palm just now was undoubtedly a hard slap in the face.

The God Palace is not as powerful as the rumors say?

Xuanyuan Potian's expression changed slightly, revealing a bit of solemnity. Although he was confident that he could defeat Mu Rong, it was difficult to do it as easily as Lei Qianmo.

At this time, Jian's face also became serious. In fact, he was not worried about not being able to defeat Ximen Bingyue, but he was a little afraid of Lei Qianmo.

Therefore, he moved.

Xuanyuan Potian was not to be outdone, and also walked to the center of the battlefield. If he didn't take action now, he might not have another chance to take action.

Ximen Bingyue looked at the scene in front of her with interest, her red lips slightly raised, with a cunning look on her lips. She didn't expect that the three of them would actually have an internal conflict. It was really interesting.

"You underestimated me too much. Is the only thing I am good at playing the zither?" A string of silver bell-like laughter came out, and a bright smile bloomed on Ximen Bingyue's cold and beautiful face. In that smile, there was innate confidence.