The unicorn ferocious beast and the white tiger collided fiercely, and both beasts retreated several feet.
Most of the head of the unicorn beast was rotted away.
This is a pure cultivation competition, and Wan Lei is still weaker.
After all, Wan Xiaotian is a real veteran upper-level pill-forming expert.
"Little thief, you are nothing more than this. If you want to be better than me, you need to practice for a few more decades."
The white tiger transformed by Wan Xiaotian made a deafening roar.
"Looking at what you said, it seems like you really want me to practice for another few decades."
As Wan Lei spoke, he had already controlled the thunder and lightning beast to rush over again.
After the previous test, Wan Xiaotian already knew the strength of Wan Lei, a ferocious beast.
Wan Xiaotian roared angrily, and immediately used all his strength to hit the ferocious beast.
The sky is covered with dark clouds. They are not thunder clouds, but dark clouds from nature.
There are also thunderstorms.
The rain fell, falling on the white tiger and the unicorn beast, and then made a loud noise.
This loud noise was naturally not the sound of rain falling to the ground, but the sound of two ferocious beasts colliding together, and the thunder and lightning beast being smashed into pieces.
The thunder and lightning beast and Wan Lei are one body,
Wan Lei was injured by the lightning beast's shattering backlash, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Little thief..."
Wan Xiaotian's face was full of ferocity, and the white tiger he transformed into charged toward Wan Lei again.
Wan Lei did not retreat but instead advanced, holding Thor's hammer high, and smashed it towards the white tiger.
The two collided again, and Wan Lei was knocked out again.
At this time, Wan Lei completely recognized the gap between his own cultivation and that of his opponent. He knew that he could not defeat Wan Xiaotian simply by relying on his own strength.
then,
Wan Lei, turned around and ran away.
Yes,
He escaped.
Are you a fool if you don't run away even if you can't beat me?
However, Wan Lei's escape direction was not towards Nanfucheng, but towards the south.
Seeing that Wan Lei was defeated and running away, Wan Xiaotian was not willing to let him go, so he immediately chased after him.
The distance between the two became closer and closer, and finally, twenty miles south of the city, Wan Xiaotian caught up with Wan Lei.
Wan Lei is just a low-level pill-forming monk, and in terms of speed, he is not as fast as Wan Xiaotian.
But even if there was a gap, it shouldn't be so big. He was caught up within a mere twenty miles, and Wan Lei's speed was simply outrageously slow.
Wan Lei stopped over a small forest.
Then, he returned with a hammer, hitting the white tiger's open mouth.
The two retreated several feet.
"What? Not escaping? You are the only one who still wants to escape from my grasp and is daydreaming."
Wan Xiaotian sneered.
Wan Lei sighed secretly, it's true that villains talk too much. If I hadn't come here just to show off, I wouldn't bother talking nonsense to you.
"Aren't you curious, why am I so slow? Why have I never used my magical power of teleportation once? Why do we have to abandon our advantageous battlefield and flee here?"
There was a playful smile on Wan Lei's lips.
"Oh? Is there a trap you have set here? Or is there your helper?"
"I want to do it too, but there are none of the things you mentioned."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"I think this is the right place for me to show off."
"...How to pretend?"
"I feel more ritualistic about letting you die here."
"..." Wan Xiaotian.
At this moment, he suddenly felt as if he was mentally ill. Couldn't he just kill this kid? Why would he talk nonsense to him?
So, Wan Xiaotian roared again and rushed towards Wan Lei.
"Do you remember this grove?"
Wan Lei suddenly said.
Wan Xiaotian stopped, looked down at the woods below in confusion, and then looked at Wan Lei: "I don't remember."
"More than a month ago, when I was just a young monk in the Beginning Realm, I came here to practice that night.
This is the place, this is the thunderstorm day.
You sent a team of killers to kill me.
That time, if a senior hadn't reminded me in time and helped me in time, I might have died here.
Today, I brought you here just to defeat the mastermind behind killing you.
Only in this way can we repay the kindness of that senior.
so……"
Sure enough, that night, he didn't kill three foundation-building and ten first-level killers by himself.
Wan Xiaotian had the answer in his heart, and it also solved the doubts he had been having during this period.
"So what?"
"So, please ask the second master to die here."
The rain kept falling, and the atmosphere was not harmonious. The two of them couldn't get along even if they wanted to. One wanted to avenge the assassination that day, and the other wanted to avenge the murder of his son today.
One of the two must die.
"Okay, let's see if your grandson has this ability."
Wan Xiaotian was right, Wan Lei was his grandson.
"That day, I used various methods to kill the Foundation Establishment Killer. Today, I will use the same method to kill you.
To show... respect for that senior."
"Feel free to come over here."
Wan Lei picked up Thor's hammer, raised it high, looked at the hammer with pious eyes and said:
"Senior, please also give me a purple thunder to help Wan Lei kill the enemy and promote the power of senior."
Wan Lei came here and said so much just to please the little yellow dog.
He knows that the little yellow dog likes people who can show off.
From the hammer came the angry voice of the little yellow dog:
"Fuck you, uncle. After laying the groundwork for so long, I thought you were pretending to be a big deal. But in the end, I still had to help. It didn't feel good at all.
To deal with a mere enemy, or an enemy of the same level, I can't help you. If you want to practice the art of showing off, you must personally kill those who are stronger than you.
You have done well in the past. You have demonstrated the strength of the enemy, you have been tortured in the early stage, and all the preparations have been made. But the result is just the last step, and the feeling of satisfaction is about to come out. Are you withered?
If you want me to think highly of you, just pretend to be a jerk and kill him yourself, I won't care about you."
It was still raining and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Wan Xiaotian stared at Wan Lei, not knowing why.
Wan Lei lowered his head and looked at Wan Xiaotian with a shy smile.
"That...hehe...it's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter if it doesn't help, I still have a way to kill you.
That time here, he only killed one for me, and I killed the other two.
Don’t worry, I can still kill you.”
Wan Lei assured, patting his chest.
"Shuzi is disgusting, you insult me too much!!!"
Wan Xiaotian took this embarrassing performance as Wan Lei's humiliation to him, and became furious and roared towards Wan Lei.
Wan Lei looked up to the sky and laughed, and raised the hammer in his hand again, attracting countless thunder and lightning, and struck down towards himself and Wan Xiaotian.