"Second Young Master!"

When the Tang family sword cultivator behind saw this scene, he couldn't help but take a breath.

How could this happen? As powerful as Tang Qingyi, he is not Ling Tian’s sword enemy!?

Could it be that Tang Hao must take action?

"Lei Wanjun, when will you see it again?"

Tang Qingyi finally stabilized his body. When the sword fell to the ground, he spoke pale and his light turned back.

At this time, there was still one person in front of the Fire Dragon Pillar, who had never taken action.

The number one genius of the Lei family, third in the Jiulong Battle List, Lei Wanjun!

The Lei family is the leader of the ancient tribe of the Eastern Wilderness. As the strongest in the Eastern Wilderness, although he may not be as strong as Tang Hao and Yuchi Cang in terms of combat power, he is definitely stronger than Tang Qingyi.

He didn't choose to take action just now because he thought that Tang Qingyi was enough alone. Even if Ling Tian could kill Ning Huang and others, he would definitely not be worthy of him taking action.

But unexpectedly, Tang Qingyi is not good at all now!?

"Haha, now I know, can't do it without me?"

Lei Wanjun chuckled, then stretched his waist and then slowly stepped forward.

As soon as he took a step forward, the thunder pattern suddenly rose up all over his body.

Compared with Tang Qingyi, Lei Wanjun's talent is not bad, and his cultivation level has reached the late stage of the Purple Mansion!

He is also the only three best at the Jiulong Battle List who has achieved such cultivation.

Therefore, as Lei Wanjun opened the thunder pattern battle body, his cultivation power was also fully opened. As his figure stepped forward, he rolled in with the thunderous momentum that seemed like a mountain-like thunder.

The same thunder power actually made Ling Tian’s three thousand thunder-stricken sword shadows shake and constantly disappear.

This is the first one in the Nine Dragon Secret Realm, who can use his breath to destroy the existence of Lingtian sword force.

Lei Wanjun held the hammer behind him tightly in his hand, and the thick armor covered his body, like a human-shaped iron tower.

He came to Tang Qingyi with the power of thunder, looked at Ling Tian in front of him, and raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "You killed my sister, how do you think you should die?"

Although Lei Wanjun has a cold personality and in his heart, he could not tolerate Lei Lan'er's death at the hands of Ling Tian.

This is a shame to the Lei family!

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go together, otherwise you will have no chance of winning!"

But the scabbard in Ling Tian's hand hangs low.

Even though Lei Wanjun's ranking has reached the top three in the Jiulong Battle List and has the cultivation level of the late stage of the Purple Mansion, Ling Tian still did not take it seriously.

In Ling Tian’s eyes, the genius of the same generation in Huangzhou is no different from a joke!

"court death!"

"I, Lei Wanjun, want to pull out your skin and crush your bones to vent my hatred!"

Lei Wanjun has never been so despised by people. He is just a little son-in-law of the Feng family, and he can still make a big fuss!?

As the roar fell, Lei Wanjun suddenly swung the hammer in his hand, and the wind and thunder were thunderous, like Chongyue, smashing it towards Ling Tian.

Boom boom boom boom!

The end of the thunder hammer suddenly surged to a thousand feet in between breaths, just like a mountain pressing on the top.

The power of this warhammer is already comparable to the peak of the mid-stage God Realm.

He could barely reach 70% of the combat power of the Lord of Qingtian Academy. This person's thunder pattern battle body has indeed been cultivated to an extremely profound realm, far exceeding all the previous masters of the Lei family!

The void where the sledgehammer passed by made a loud roar, like thunder, and the air in the void collapsed, as if it was shattered. It was just a breath that reached Ling Tian's head.

Before Ling Tian could be truly crushed, dense cracks appeared on the rock slabs around Ling Tian.

"Draw the sword!"

Lei Wanjun's eyes widened, like a strange arhat.

Because when Ling Tian saw this, there was no sign of drawing his sword. If a sword cultivator does not draw his sword to face him, this is a humiliation to Lei Wanjun!

"Haha, it's just a brute force, do you want to see my sword?"

Ling Tian sneered, and then raised his big hand from bottom to top. However, what was completely different from before was that Ling Tian's entire arm was covered with silver scales.

The power of the flying dragon is half open, which is enough to suppress the thunder pattern battle body.

Sky-breaking style!

With the blessing of the flying dragon, a punch burst out, as if a dragon roar was shaking, carrying thousands of thunder power, and directly bombarded out.

Ling Tian actually had to take Lei Wanjun's thunder hammer with his bare hands!?

Tang Qingyi looked at Ling Tian’s action and couldn’t help but take a breath. Ling Tian didn’t even use the sword sheath or sword force?

Buzz!

However, the moment Lingtian's fist light was consumed, it condensed like a meteor, and its light was shining directly on the thunderous war hammer.

boom!

A muffled sound spread out in an instant, like the sound of ancient thunder roaring, dull and deep.

Storm ripples, centered on the two of them, sweeping across the world one after another.

But when the smoke and dust disappeared, everyone suddenly realized that Lei Wanjun's huge thunder hammer was blocked by a punch.

It was suspended a thousand feet above Ling Tian’s head and could no longer be suppressed!

Ling Tian actually resisted Lei Wanjun's weapon with bare hands!?

"The power of Ling Tian's physical body is actually stronger than Lei Wanjun's thunder pattern battle body!?"

"How is that possible?"

At this time, many people also noticed the dazzling light surging on Ling Tian’s arm, and the buzzing sound in the air, like a dragon’s roar.

The power of the body, even the void around it, began to shake, which showed how powerful this power was.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to block Lei Wanjun's thunder hammer with bare hands.

"No, it's impossible. What kind of body refining technique is this?"

Not only other monks, but even Lei Wanjun himself was filled with shock at this time.

His Lei family's combat skills even covet even the Yuchi family.

But now, in front of Ling Tian, ​​he could not even deal with a punch. He could clearly feel the terrifying power on Ling Tian's fist.

This kind of physical power is something that exceeds his cognition!

"Haha, now, I know what level of body refining skills you have in the Lei family!?"

Ling Tian sneered, then collapsed with the Sky-Splitting Style. He swung the scabbard with his other hand, and the power of the flying dragon blessed the Thunder Sword and blasted out again.

Click!

In this way, after enduring the two martial arts of Ling Tian, ​​the martial arts figure condensed by the thunder hammer was shattered in an instant.

Moreover, the sword force of Taotao, the interweaving of thunder, and the power of swordsmanship are even more powerful than when facing Tang Qingyi just now!

"What!?"

At this time, Ling Tian had already used the power of the sword. Although he had not drawn his sword, he was still extremely terrifying!

Lei Wanjun's face was tense and extremely cold. He immediately swung the hammer in his hand, condensed almost all the physical strength and smashed it out wildly.

clang!

But even so, the war hammer and the thunder sword energy still shattered each other in an instant.

The huge aftermath power swept away like a landslide wave.

Under such an impact, Lei Wanjun was shocked and retreated into the air one after another.

After landing, a deep gully was torn apart on the earth.

In the first confrontation, Lei Wanjun was actually shocked!

Everyone was trembling when they saw this scene. Lei Wanjun, who was as strong as the third in the Nine Dragons Battle List, had the late-stage cultivation of the Purple Mansion, was not good at all!?
Chapter completed!