Xiao Yun and Jian Er's Thunder God Slash both triggered the power of thunder and lightning in the sky.
At this moment, dark clouds gathered over Jiancheng, thunder flashed, lightning swam through the void like giant snakes, and the dazzling light reflected the entire world.
Everyone watching the battle was stung by the bright light and couldn't open their eyes. When the light dissipated, everyone saw Jian Er falling to the ground, with lightning flashing all over his body, and his body was paralyzed and spasming.
But Xiao Yun was much more chic. He put away his sword and turned around to leave.
"Senior brother!" Jian San exclaimed and rushed over.
When passing by Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun said calmly: "Don't worry, he just suffered the backlash of lightning. Go back and ask Senior Lei Zhan to drain the lightning from his body. He will be fine after a few more days of cultivation.
"Jian San was startled, but then he knew that Xiao Yun was showing mercy, and he immediately said with a grateful face: "Thank you!" "You're welcome, I'm just here to learn the art of swordsmanship, not against the Jiange clan.
"After Xiao Yun said that, he walked towards the city gate.
From beginning to end, he didn't even glance at Bai Peng in the ring.
On the ring, Bai Peng's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yun's back, and his hands holding the ice and snow sword were trembling.
He did not hesitate to destroy the foundation and spent many days raising the sword, but he didn't even have a chance to take action.