Thunder and lightning rolled on the ring, but there was no way to move forward. They were blocked outside. The phantom of the God of Thunder boiled and rolled with wisps of divine power, but Ye Xiwen's expression did not change.
"Ye Xiwen, you must die today." Pang Yangbo's childish voice was full of chill, which made people frightened. His face was ferocious and twisted, and he walked towards Ye Xiwen step by step. "Don't you claim to be invincible physically? I will crush your physical body.
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With every step he took, the phantom of the God of Thunder followed him further, exerting even greater force on Ye Xiwen.
"Crush me? Just you, I can drag you to death." Ye Xiwen smiled slightly and didn't take his words to heart at all. It would be impossible for him to keep pushing for such a big move, otherwise he would
You can really be invincible in the field.
But Ye Xiwen didn't plan to wait for his true energy to run out. That would be too boring. He would directly defeat him when he was at his peak, undermine his pride, break his confidence, and shatter his way. This
It would be more relieving than killing him.
Ye Xiwen's golden divinity was surging and circling. He was confident that unless Pang Yangbo had broken through to the late Semi-Saint stage, he would definitely not be his opponent.
Pang Yangbo directly took out a small purple elixir the size of a melon seed. It was small, but a terrifying power overflowed from it.
"Holy shit, it's actually the source of thunder." Ye Mo's gasp came from Ye Xiwen's mind, "Where did this kid get such a thing?"
Under Ye Mo's explanation, Ye Xiwen realized that things like thunder source are extremely rare. It requires continuous tempering countless times to get a little bit of it. It is not something that can be accomplished by human beings, so it can only be done by him from
The good things gained from that inheritance.
Sure enough, after Pang Yangbo swallowed the source of lightning, the surrounding area instantly turned into a sea of thunder and lightning. Endless thunder and lightning were densely packed, almost filling the entire arena. Ye Xiwen's whole body was also covered with lightning in an instant, with endless thunder and lightning.
Thunder and lightning struck Ye Xiwen's body like a divine whip.
The phantom of the Thunder God in front of Ye Xiwen also seemed to have been greatly stimulated in an instant. He grew a full foot taller, became more solid, and headed straight towards Ye Xiwen.
Countless people around could no longer see clearly what was going on inside the venue, obscured by endless lightning. Although they didn't know what Pang Yangbo swallowed in the end, they also knew that it should be something extremely heaven-defying. In order to kill Ye Xiwen
, did he go all out to have such a big grudge with Ye Xiwen?
"Is this your strongest stance? Watch me defeat you directly." Ye Xiwen's cold voice came from the sea of lightning.
"boom"
"boom"
"boom"
On the ring, in the sea of lightning, waves of terrifying explosions swept out along with endless terrifying storms. From time to time, the lightning was swept away, allowing people to see clearly what happened. But even so, because of time
It was too short. It was just a short moment. Everyone could only see two terrifying figures fighting, one purple and one golden, fighting in mid-air. Ye Xiwen actually fought with the phantom of the God of Thunder with his bare hands, without the slightest hint of timidity.
, and did not fall behind at all.
"Qiang" was another extremely loud sound of a sword being unsheathed. Then a terrifying sword intent overflowed out to the people watching the battle. Even through the barrier on the ring, they could still feel the sharp sword intent.
He rushed towards them, as if he wanted to kill them all.
"Burial Sword"
"Burial Sword"
"Heavenly Burial Sword"
With the roars one after another, the sounds of 'clang' and 'clang' became louder and louder. The sword energy became more and more solemn, mixed with Pang Yangbo's angry roar.
"Boom", a shocking sword intent condensed in the void. Wherever everyone looked, it condensed into a sword several feet long, and it instantly slashed down towards the looming purple shadow in the lightning.
Everyone was dumbfounded. You must know that the materials used to lay the arena were extremely hard. There was no precedent for masters below the Saint realm to break through the arena. Ye Xiwen suddenly set a precedent.
The lightning quickly dispersed after this blow, and a small figure was instantly blown away. A mouthful of blood spat out, and the blood actually contained the power of thunder and lightning.
He hit a pillar of the arena hard and broke the pillar, which stopped the huge force of flying out.
And in the center of the ring, the huge Thunder God phantom was nailed to the ground by a giant sword several feet high. After the giant sword nailed the Thunder God phantom, the terrifying force split the entire ring into pieces.
Two halves, the strength can be imagined.
The God of Thunder groaned in pain under the sword, and purple thunder and lightning flowed out of the God of Thunder like blood.
Everyone looked at this scene in stunned silence. Is this considered the killing of a god?
Although everyone knows that this is probably just a shadow, but even though it is just a shadow, it is an extremely powerful shadow. No one at the same level can compete with it.
But now, Ye Xiwen was nailed directly to the ground, groaning in pain. This simply subverted their three views and their previous views.
In their eyes, this is no different from killing a god directly.
Ye Xiwen stood on the hilt of the long sword, but underneath was the groan of the phantom of the God of Thunder. This scene was unparalleled for everyone.
Among the people in the audience, Hua Menghan had a slight smile on his face, and his eyes were slightly blurred.
"How is it possible? This is impossible." Pang Yangbo's little face was full of disbelief. Although he was young, he had fought all the way up. He was too young, so he was always questioned, so he
The most annoying thing is when others take advantage of his age. Just now, Ye Xiwen hit his weak point and aroused his rage.
But in the past few years of fighting, no one has ever been able to force him to reveal the phantom of the God of Thunder, let alone defeat the God of Thunder he summoned and pin the God of Thunder directly to the ground, groaning in pain.
He always thought that he was invincible, but Ye Xiwen broke his invincible confidence. Even if he summoned the God of Thunder, he was still no match for Ye Xiwen.
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Don't they all say that I am the number one genius in ancient and modern times? I should be invincible. To me, the Great Sage is just like picking something up." Pang Yangbo was about to fall into madness. The stronger he became, the more powerful he became.
The more you have beliefs that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, and if you firmly believe in them, they will never change. In most cases, this belief is the driving force for progress, but once setbacks occur, this belief will turn into an obsession, which is difficult to overcome.
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"The No. 1 Prodigy in Ancient and Modern Times" Ye Xiwen raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. Pang Yangbo was praised to the heavens. There have been so many amazing people throughout the ages. Who dares to say that he is the No. 1 prodigy in ancient and modern times?
The thunder god under Ye Xiwen finally couldn't bear it anymore and completely turned into particles and disappeared with the wind.
The big sword under his feet also disappeared. Ye Xiwen calmly fell to the ground, glanced at Pang Yangbo, turned around and left, not caring about Pang Yangbo at all.
Many Xuanyuan Hall disciples around him glared at Ye Xiwen, but they did not dare to stop Ye Xiwen from leaving. This battle dampened Pang Yangbo's arrogance, and at the same time interrupted the arrogance of these Xuanyuan Hall disciples. Counting Pang Yangbo, Xuanyuan Hall was enough.
There are two geniuses in Ye Xiwen's hands. As long as Ye Xiwen is not defeated for a day, the momentum of Xuanyuan Palace will be lower than that of Zhenwu Academy.
The faces of the surrounding Zhenwu Academy disciples all showed proud expressions. This month has really frustrated them all. Pang Yangbo made it clear that he did not take Zhenwu Academy seriously. Although he said he came here for Ye Xiwen, their faces
It has never looked better.
It's just that none of them are Pang Yangbo's opponents, and those who dare to go up are defeated by Fatty's arm.
Now Ye Xiwen taught Pang Yangbo a lesson like a child, which made them feel extremely comfortable.
Ye Xiwen's name resounded throughout Fenglong City for the first time and entered the eyes of countless forces in Fenglong City.
"You taught him a lesson this time," Hua Menghan said with a slight smile. Ye Xiwen taught Pang Yangbo a lesson, and the anger in her heart also disappeared a lot.
"It's not good for children to be too arrogant." Ye Xiwen smiled faintly. He had no intention of killing Pang Yangbo. Unlike the second divine master, he had no reason to kill Pang Yangbo.
And the most important thing is that Ye Xiwen felt faintly that the spiritual thoughts of a Saint Realm master were sweeping over him. It was a Saint Realm master from Xuanyuan Palace who had been watching this battle closely. He would not let Ye Xiwen succeed, at least not here.
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In a place like Fenglong City, the forces are complex, and many forces in the Zhenwu world are criss-crossing here, fighting overtly and covertly.
It is precisely because of the confrontation between many forces here that we can maintain a fragile balance in Fenglong City and prevent one force from annexing it. Otherwise, with the strength of Fenglong City, Zhenwu Academy, or Xuanyuan Palace and many other
Any one of the forces can easily annex him.
That Saint Realm master should be the master from Xuanyuan Palace stationed in Fenglong City. Of course, he will not watch Pang Yangbo being killed. Before, he could just watch from the sidelines, but once they enter a life-and-death battle, they will definitely not stand idly by.
On the other hand, if he loses, the masters from Zhenwu Academy in the city will not stand idly by————————————————————————————
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