In the Taixu Realm, somewhere in a secluded star field in the south, a shocking battle is going on.
The two sides were two young men, one in black robes and the other in green robes. Their cultivation level was a small difference, but they were evenly matched and evenly matched.
Leng Yingchen's powerful source of power, coupled with the violent power of thunder, stirred up the wind and clouds in the sky with every blow. Under his continuous offensive, not a single piece of the void within a radius of thousands of miles was intact.
Zhong Zihao's power is so fierce and domineering that every punch that passes by, whether it is thunder or space, is annihilated. Coupled with his strong physique, it is particularly difficult to hurt him.
"Bang...boom!"
After another earth-shattering collision, the two faced each other hundreds of miles apart. Although the fierce collision lasted for a while, their fighting spirit and energy became even higher.
"Brother Zhong, if we continue to fight like this, we probably won't be able to win a quick victory. How about some real skills?"
Leng Yingchen's voice rang out in every corner of the starry sky. As he spoke, he held out a golden pestle that was about ten feet long. The thunderbolts floating in the starry sky seemed to be attracted, and they all gathered together, like an electric snake attracting the thunder pestle.
Rolling and oscillating upward.
"Brother Leng's words make sense. If you do this, I'll be rude!"
Zhong Zihao stood proudly in the void, wearing a robe that was windless. He raised his hand and flipped it. The God-Slaying Sword was like a blue dragon flying into the sky. It walked around in the sky and then flew into the palm of his hand. The buzzing sound it evoked seemed to tell its excitement.
Although Leng Yingchen is not a thunder spirit, his ability to control thunder and lightning cannot even be compared to Mo Wuya. He is also at the peak of the True God Realm, and his combat power has vaguely surpassed Jing Yuhang of the Divine Court of Life.
"good!"
Seeing Zhong Zihao's magic weapon unsheathed, Leng Yingchen suddenly shouted excitedly, as if he had seen the heroic posture of the former when he resisted Feng Xiao with a robbery sword on Blue Pole Star.
"I'm offended...Take a move of Thunder's Wrath from me!"
Before Leng Yingchen could finish his words, a vast source of energy poured into the thunder pestle crazily. It was as if he had grasped a Milky Way in his hand. With a slight wave, countless silver snakes flew out and sprinkled into the endless galaxy.
"Boom... click!"
In an instant, the sky was torn into pieces by the dazzling electric light. The electric light transformed into thousands of ancient beasts, and thunderous sounds resounded through the clouds, shaking the heaven and earth.
At the same time, a vast and majestic pressure of destruction seemed to sink the sun and the moon, crushing Zhong Zihao with the power of destruction brought by endless thunder.
The place where Murong Wan was located was relatively far away, but it was also affected by this violent fluctuation. The source boat was like a dead leaf floating in the stormy waves, and seemed to be overturned at any time.
However, she seemed unaware of the changes around her, her beautiful eyes staring at Leng Yingchen's every move.
Yiren frowned slightly and thought to herself: If she faced such a terrifying attack, besides avoiding it, she would probably have to resort to the Litian Sword Formation to compete with it. The monsters cultivated by the Thunder God Court are indeed extraordinary.
Of course, with Zhong Zihao's character, he has no intention of backing down whenever there is a slight possibility.
The God-Slaying Sword was as heavy as a stone in his hand, as if it was slowly moving with the power of billions of stars. As a shower of swords streaked across the sky, his low voice rang out: "Up and down!"
"Chila...waah!"
The sky is constantly cracking like a spider web, countless lights flashing from it, and a domineering aura of vicissitudes of vicissitudes shakes the sky, as if it wants to carry the heaven and the earth.
The lifelike sword light was the thousands of incarnations of the God-Slaying Sword. In an instant, it gathered above his head and transformed into a giant palm that covered the sky made of intertwined sword light.
"Bang bang bang!"
At this moment, thunder poured down from the sky like the Milky Way, and the surrounding space was quickly annihilated. Seeing that it would swallow him up in the next moment, Zhong Zihao suddenly raised his head, and the light in his eyes burst out: "Go!"
"Keng..."
The God-Slaying Sword shook violently, and the sky-covering sword palm roared out in an instant, soaring upwards with the force of embracing the moon in the nine heavens.
"Rumble...boom boom!"
Thunder and sword net met, and the deafening roar spread across the endless sky. As soon as the black hole in space appeared, it was completely annihilated by the wave that destroyed the world.
"Bang bang bang!"
Some floating rubble in the starry sky just rushed into this area, and instantly turned into powder and dissipated.
"So happy, hahaha!"
Leng Yingchen emerged from the thunder, his hair a little messy, but his aura actually increased by three points: "Come again...fire and thunder!"
The thunder pestle suddenly surged under the influence of his source power, as if it contained endless thunder power. The next moment, more violent thunder and lightning was seen falling, and the void had turned into a sea of thunder.
"Crash...bang!"
That's not all. At this time, the lightning no longer looked like an electric snake, but instead turned into streaks of fire raging across the sky. Of course, these were not real flames, but the power of thunder and lightning that was a hundred times more terrifying than flames.
"The cauldron thunders, swallow it!"
Leng Yingchen did not stop there. Under the tug of his surging power, a sun-like golden light swept out from the thunderbolt, instantly covering thousands of fires.
A strange scene appeared. The mysterious golden light seemed to have infinite magic power. It actually merged all the fire into one and turned into a ferocious beast thousands of feet long. In an instant, it swallowed up all the energy of the world.
"roar……"
The giant beast looked up to the sky and roared, and a ray of light burst out from its mouth, as if it had evolved into a world, and everything within a radius of thousands of miles was wrapped in a sky-covering giant net evolved from electric light.
"Interesting...Jie Jian, open!"
Feeling the pressure that could annihilate the heavens and shake time and space, Zhong Zihao's fighting spirit rose to the extreme, and a ball of colorful rays of light suddenly bloomed in the palm of his hand.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The power contained in the glow was unimaginable. It actually crushed the layers of space around him into nothingness and condensed directly on the sword body of the God-Slaying Sword.
"Keng!"
A melodious sword cry echoed throughout the nine heavens and ten earth, like the roar of dragons and roars of tigers, the roar of apes and elephants, and more like the roar of gods at the top of the sky. Immediately, a magnificent sword light shook out.
The sword light haotan filled the air with a simple and vicissitudes of domineering pressure. In an instant, it transformed into a sea of swords that illuminated the boundless starry sky. It was like a torrent of sword light descending from the top of the nine heavens, overturning the Milky Way and pouring down.
"Kaka...boom boom...boom!"
In a few moments, with a terrifying wave that could make the world sink and sink, the void world turned into endless darkness, and two embarrassed figures rolled out like two meteorites.
“I haven’t had this much fun in a long time!”
Leng Yingchen was ragged but extremely excited: "Brother Zhong, give me the last blow...the God of Destruction, it is the ultimate explosion I can make without risking my life!"
Zhong Zihao's eyes narrowed: "Well, I will use the ultimate swordsmanship I have learned to fight it for a while!" (To be continued)