The air flow seemed to be frozen, creating a suffocating pressure.
In everyone's nervous eyes, a tall and mighty figure walked out of the pit with resolute steps.
The thunderous electricity all over his body exploded in all directions, with each step making a loud noise.
One step makes the world sink.
Two steps make heaven and earth eclipse.
Wherever it passes, the air turns into smoke and everything turns into fly ash.
His eyes were strong and full of murderous ferocity, which made people feel frightened.
At that moment, Wan Lei Tianmen was extremely excited.
Because they know they will win.
On the other hand, the Millennium Tyrant and the Big Sword Ghost King had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.
Even if we stand side by side and can support each other, we can't stop the violent heartbeat in our hearts.
This is the gap, and the disparity in strength.
Maybe they all have the same thought, that they shouldn't come.
But the matter has come to this, it's too late to regret, let's fight to the death.
Just when the Millennium Tyrant and the Big Sword Ghost King were getting ready for battle, a surprising change occurred.
It's just a blink of an eye, a powerful thunder fist.
It's too fast, so fast that all sensory abilities can't keep up.
It's so strong, so strong that it seems to be able to penetrate everything.
Before the Ghost King of the Broadsword could react, he received a heavy blow, and he flew out directly.
His blood spurted out, and was exploded by thunder and electricity, causing blood to splash everywhere.
Now there's trouble.
The thousand-year-old tyrant puffed up his chest and prepared to welcome it.
The result was a thunder fist that knocked him to the ground.
The Thunder Saint struck quickly and accurately, knocking away the ghost king with a big sword, and then overthrowing the thousand-year-old tyrant.
If you can't solve it all at once, then you have to solve it one of them.
All the goals are obvious, first deal with the ones with strong defense, and then deal with the ones with strong recovery ability.
"Break it for me!"
Thunder Saint struck again with his thunder fist, hitting it hard.
The poor thousand-year-old tyrant had just been overthrown and beaten until he was dizzy.
Then hit him a second time and knock him down to the ground.
Suddenly dust rose into the sky, mixed with golden fragments.
Then the golden light disappeared directly, which also meant that the golden body of the Holy Emperor was broken.
Oh my god, it only took two hits.
The Holy Thunder that activates the Hundred Thunder level is so powerful that it makes people despair.
If he strikes again, he will probably be killed by the Millennium Tyrant.
Just as Thunder Saint was planning to do this, his fist had already been raised, and the thunderous electricity exploded violently.
However, everyone underestimated the strength of the Millennium Tyrant.
The most powerful blow of the Supreme Imperial Fist can destroy the sky.
With the power of a punch, the emperor's energy soared into the sky.
Lei Sheng did not resist, but was also knocked up and flew into the sky.
The power of the imperial fist penetrated his body and then penetrated the sky.
A stream of blood spurted out.
The Thunder Saint at the Bai Lei level was injured, not very seriously, but not light either.
This made everyone in Wan Lei Tianmen tremble with fear. No one wanted to see another defeat.
Naturally, their worries are unnecessary.
Lei Sheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and fell back to the ground.
Look again, the thousand-year-old tyrant crawled out of the pit, his head was disgraced, and his royal aura had weakened by three points.
That punch just now consumed too much power.
But it also gained some breathing time.
The golden body of the Holy Emperor is condensed again, and the golden light is bright and dazzling.
Lei Sheng showed disdain for this.
"Your offensive has dropped sharply and is not as good as before. It does not pose any threat to me."
"If you rely solely on defense, you will be beaten to death slowly by me."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
Damn it, what's the point of fighting? The winner has already been decided.
The Ghost King of the Big Sword came back to fight again, and he looked very pathetic as he refused to admit defeat.
Because he had just come within ten steps of Thunder Saint, all the three energies of gods and devils were scattered by the thunder explosion.
The level of Bai Lei has exceeded the ultimate level of the Holy Realm.
However, the Ghost King of the Big Sword refused to admit defeat and continued to advance forward.
He even opened his arms, as if he was ready to let you fight.
Anyone who knows anything will understand what this guy is going to do.
Thunder Saint snorted coldly and struck out with a thunder blade.
Thunder and electricity swept across, and the three qi of gods and devils were split in half, losing all their momentum.
Even the broadsword ghost king was split into two, and blood surged wildly.
But it doesn't matter, gods and demons are reborn, and flesh and blood are reorganized.
In an instant, the Ghost King of the Broad Sword returned to his original state and became stronger.
The demonic energy surged and surged into the sky again.
The divine power soared to the sky and became mighty again.
The ghostly energy hovered and howled again.
Everything, everything, becomes stronger than before.
Unfortunately, it's still useless.
Thunder Saint looked at him, raised one hand, and thunder exploded immediately.
There was a series of loud bangs, then another series of loud bangs, a wild bombing.
The thunderous electricity is constantly filling the surrounding area,
The explosions continued intermittently, becoming more violent each time.
I don’t care what monsters and monsters you are, they will all be blown up and wiped out into ashes.
The sky and the earth were covered by thunder and explosions.
In the end, all three energies of God and Devil were blown away.
But the Ghost King of the Big Sword was blown to pieces and he knelt on the ground, it was too miserable to look at.
I thought it could be completely solved this time.
Unexpectedly, the rebirth of gods and demons started again.
His injuries recovered in an instant, his broken limbs reorganized into his tyrannical flesh, the blood that had been spattered was sucked back into his body, and his battered face became ferocious and terrifying again.
What's even more shocking is that the moment he stood up, his momentum increased, his strength became stronger, and he tended to break through to the holy realm.
However, a stronger force, Bai Lei level, came to oppress him.
Thunder Saint folded his arms, and with a tyrannical momentum, he forced the Demon King of the Sword who had stood up to kneel down again.
At this moment, everyone knew that the outcome was decided.
The Ghost King of the Big Sword not only knelt on one knee, but also couldn't raise his head.
Faced with this sense of oppression, he knew it in his heart.
Even if gods and demons are reborn a few more times and their power is increased several times, they are still no match for Thunder Saint.
Strong, really too strong.
But, so what.
The thousand-year-old tyrant and the broadsword ghost king couldn't help but smile at such a disadvantage.
After fighting to this point, they have already lost.
It’s not that he underestimated Thunder Saint’s strength, it’s not that he never thought about this situation.
Lei Sheng's strength was always within their expectations.
Therefore, they are fully prepared to deal with the powerful Thunder Saint at this moment.
Suddenly, a figure saw the right moment and rushed into the battlefield, moving as fast as lightning and absorbing thunderous electricity.
"what happened?"
Everyone was shocked, especially the people from Wan Lei Tian Clan.
They all saw a strange scene.
That's because the thunder power in Thunder Saint's body is constantly passing away and weakening.
He frowned, clenched his fists, and tried to resist.
But it's no use.
The originally tyrannical power of the Hundred Thunder Level could not be stopped no matter how weak it became.
And the figure who rushed in jumped high in the air, with his hands open, absorbing the thunderous electricity without restraint.
The situation has reversed again.
The thousand-year-old tyrant and the broadsword ghost king couldn't help but smile.
In order to have a chance of winning this battle, they specially found someone who could restrain Thunder's power.
Yan Guotian's trump card is to appear at the most critical moment.
