Di Yunshang's thoughts turned over and over again, and after calculation, his heavenly punishment fell to——
Nine Heavenly Thunder——
"No!" Di Yunshang's eyes darkened. Seeing that Lan Shengxue was about to face Wuyin, he used all his strength and suddenly rushed towards Lan Shengxue.
He was caught in the middle and blocked Wuyin's attack on Lan Shengxue, and Lan Shengxue's sword pierced Wuyin's body——
At that moment, it seemed like time had stopped——
"Yun... Yun Shang..." Lan Shengxue came back to her senses and saw the person in front of her. Her voice was so low accompanied by the cold wind.
Wuyin lowered her eyebrows and looked at the Zixie sword that had pierced her heart. It was exactly the same. Even though Di Yunshang blocked Lan Shengxue's sight, she still pierced the sword into her heart exactly.
"Ah!!!" A crazy shout came from Wuyin's mouth. She stepped back step by step until she was away from the Zixie Sword. Her crazy gestures looked like a devil, "My hand, my hand...
"
Wuyin saw that his hands were rotting and disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye. The spiritual power of the Purple Evil Sword was huge. If Lan Shengxue exerted the power of the Purple Evil Sword to 100%, Wuyin would die today.
But her current strength is limited, and the power of the Zixie Sword that she can hold up is very small, so she can only exert half of the power of the Zixie Sword, but this half of the power is enough for her to stab Wuyin's lifeline.
You cannot come back within a year.
She will start to rot from the erosion of spiritual power starting from her hands, and then spread to her whole body...
Although it prevented her from dying, it could make her life worse than death within three years.
"Yunshang, Yunshang..." Lan Shengxue supported Di Yunshang, who had received a silent slap all over his body. His body had not recovered in the first place, and it was even worse. "Why did you rush out? You idiot!"
"If I didn't rush out, how could you withstand the power of that palm?"
"But what about you? Have you ever thought about whether you can bear it?"
"It doesn't matter anymore. Even if I can withstand Wuyin's slap, I won't be able to escape today..."
"Why...why?"
"Look at the sky..."
Lan Shengxue looked in the direction of Di Yunshang. The clouds were rolling and majestic. It looked like a living thunder strike.
Such a scene seemed familiar to her. It was... a scene that would only appear when Di Yunshang experienced heavenly punishment.
But the momentum this time was actually many times greater than the previous two times.
The third heavenly punishment, nine thunders...
"How is it possible...how is it possible..." Her eyes widened in disbelief. How could a divine punishment happen at this time?
Di Yunshang's body has not recovered yet. He used the method of soul transfer before, and he blocked Wuyin's fatal palm just now. How could he survive the punishment?
Let alone nine heavenly thunders, I'm afraid even six will not be able to survive it...
"Shengxue, my heavenly punishment is coming. Even if I don't block that palm for you, I will not be able to escape. Instead of doing this, I might as well block it for you. Anyway, I am destined to die..."
"No, no." Lan Shengxue shook her head repeatedly.
Seeing this, Wuyin laughed crazily and endured the pain. She was so happy, "God help me, Lan Shengxue, even if you make my life worse than death today, so what? Sooner or later, you will taste me
How it feels now, no, this day is coming soon, Di Yunshang is going to die, he is going to die, haha."