Nie Tian's voice was very small, not every word fell, but it was more terrifying than the thunder in the sky, and it resounded in Gu Ling Wuqi's ears.
Yan Tong is not dead?
How is this possible?
The thundercloud storm condensed by the nine-headed thunder dragon will kill even the five dean-level experts.
Although Yan Tong is strong, he is not even a little bit worse than the real peak powerhouse.
With his strength, how can he survive in the thunderstorm?
"Bang!"
Just when Gu Lingwuqi's eyes were wide open, the thundercloud storm in the sky shook for a moment, then exploded, turning into thunderclouds and dissipating.
And among the turbid thunderclouds, a figure covered in blood gradually became clear and appeared in front of everyone.
The blood-soaked body was none other than Yan Tong! He actually survived under nine thunderstorms! "Hiss—!"
The incredible scene made everyone take a breath, their eyes froze, and they were petrified on the spot again.
No one thought that a mere Yan Tong could survive a thunderstorm of that magnitude.
But how is this possible?
Is it possible that Yan Tong has hidden his strength? He is already a strong man at the pinnacle of martial arts?
But this is too much nonsense.
You know, even the leader of the Guiya Sect is far from the peak of martial arts.
If Yan Tong has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, how can he be subordinate to others and become a deputy sect?
Everything is like a huge black hole, placed in front of everyone, making it impossible for people to look directly, understand, and believe.
"Hehe, hehehe."
At this moment, Yan Tong suddenly laughed, his bloody body shaking and trembling, obviously very weak.
But he was very happy, and could not restrain the joy of surviving the disaster.
"Chen Yunhe, after all, you still can't kill me, and you can't avenge Shen Yunqing."
Yan Tong chuckled, as if he was laughing at Shen Yunhe's incompetence.
So what if you destroy your Yuanmai?
What about the thunder clouds and nine storms?
Didn’t I, Yan Tong, survive?
"Shen Yunqing!"
In the center of the pavilion in the distance, Gu Ling Wuqi suddenly heard the name, and his face changed, and he was quite surprised.
Previously, due to the battle between Shen Yunhe and Yan Tong, the power of thunder was so violent that people could not hear what the two were saying.
At this time, all the dust had settled, and it was only then that Gu Ling Wuqi heard Yan Tong's words clearly.
It seems that judging from Yan Tong's words, it was he who killed Shen Yunqing.
"That must be it!"
Gu Ling Wuqi was so smart, he figured everything out immediately and screamed in surprise.
Before Shen Yunhe suddenly became furious, he must have learned about Shen Yunqing's death.
What a Yan Tong, not only has strange strength, but he is also good at attacking people's minds.
However, Yan Tong must have never imagined that it was precisely because he had completely angered Shen Yunhe that the latter would destroy his Yuanmai and use Thunder Cloud Nine Storms.
If it weren't for this, Yan Tong wouldn't have to be in such a mess right now.
After thinking about this, Gu Lingwuqi's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
But he still couldn't figure out how Yan Tong survived the thunderstorm.
"Besides his body, there is a layer of armor made of dark runes. Outside of the armor, there is also a layer of thunder power similar to the breath of thunder clouds and storms."
At this time, Nie Tian, who had been silent all this time, spoke up and said solemnly: "It was the rune-patterned armor and the power of thunder that saved his life!"
In the last scene of the battle, Nie Tian opened his eyes of gods and demons and saw everything clearly.
When Gu Ling Wuqi heard Nie Tian's words, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he suddenly realized.
The runic armor must be condensed from Yan Tong's Xuanyin Curse, and the Xuanyin Curse has natural restraint on the power of thunder clouds.
And if Gu Ling Wuqi guessed correctly that layer of thunder power that was similar to the aura of a thunder cloud storm, Yan Tong should have obtained it from Shen Yunqing.
Yan Tong killed Shen Yunqing and took away his thunder cloud power, which was very reasonable.
Moreover, Shen Yunhe's Nine Thunder Cloud Bursts were used after he had destroyed his Yuan Vein, so it could not bring out the true power of the Nine Thunder Cloud Bursts to the extreme.
The Xuanyin Curse restrained the power of the thunder clouds, coupled with the conflict between the thunder cloud powers and the weakness of the Thunder Cloud Nine Storms itself, allowed Yan Tong to save his life.
Everyone looked at Yan Tong and felt incredibly shocked. After reacting, they began to talk secretly.
"The strength of this Vice Sect of Guiya cannot be underestimated. It is really surprising that he could survive such a storm."
"The power of the storm is extremely terrifying. Not to mention the ordinary Heavenly Martial Saint Ancestor, even the strongest men in the world who are close to the peak can find it difficult to resist."
"Yan Tong must have a way to restrain the thunderstorm, otherwise he will never survive."
Everyone was talking one after another, and the eyes they looked at Yan Tong changed, revealing a different kind of importance.
"Everyone, Yan won the first battle against Fengtian Sect by luck. From now on, it depends on you."
After a while, Yan Tong recovered a little, and the blood all over his body became much lighter. He raised his hands and said loudly to the people in the pavilion.
Although he won the battle, he was seriously injured and had no strength to fight again.
"Yantong, deputy sect of Guiya!"
After Yan Tong finished speaking, he was about to return to the viewing pavilion, but a deep voice sounded at this moment, and then a sharp figure like a long sword appeared, with a pair of cold eyes as cold as frost, locking Yan Tong tightly.
"Lord Fenghuang."
When Yan Tong saw that the person who came was actually Nie Tian, his eyes couldn't help but condense, but he didn't panic too much. He sneered and said, "Is Lord Fenghuang going to appear in person to fight everyone?"
"Yan Tong, deputy sect of Guiya, kill me, Shen Yunhe, the leader of Fengyun Banner of Fengtian Sect."
Nie Tian didn't seem to hear Yan Tong's words. His eyes were filled with coldness and coldness, and he said solemnly: "I will kill you!"
Yan Tong could not help but change his face slightly as he felt the cold murderous intent coming towards him.
He was very surprised to feel a strong threat from Nie Tian.
At this moment, he felt that Nie Tian, who was only at the first level of Tianjue, was like a majestic and towering peak, oppressing him; while he, who was close to the peak of Tianwu Saint Ancestor, was like a small hill, and he could only look up.
"In this case, I am looking forward to Lord Fenghuang's revenge."
But soon, Yan Tong calmed down, sneered, and returned directly to the viewing pavilion.
"Master Shen Banner, you have a good journey, and I will avenge you."
Nie Tian looked into the void, felt a hint of blood, and spoke lightly.
"Lord Fenghuang, this is just the first battle."
At this moment, a sneer sounded, and it was Fang Jin who appeared. He looked at Nie Tian and said triumphantly: "The game has just begun, why should Lord Feng Huang be so solemn?"
Nie Tian frowned, his eyes flickered strangely, and he said coldly: "Fang Jin, no matter what the outcome is, as the troublemaker, I will never let you go!"
"boom!"
The moment he finished speaking, Fang Jin suddenly felt a roar from his consciousness, as if he was falling into an abyss. The moment of despair made him break out in a cold sweat, and his face turned as white as paper. He looked at Nie Tian as if he was in trouble.