Looking at the lightning that tore through the dark clouds, the hundreds of warriors in the field were all dumbfounded, with expressions of horror on their faces, and they stood there, unable to move.
Invisibly, it was as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing their hearts so hard that they were almost suffocated.
The scene that happened before them had an unprecedented visual impact on them.
Half a minute ago, this place was full of clear rivers and clear seas, and the world was bright and clear. Everyone thought that Ye Fan was a clown who was playing tricks on people.
Who would have thought that now, Ye Fan holding a sword would cause strange phenomena from heaven and earth, with turbulent winds and clouds, lightning and thunder.
The warriors who had ridiculed Ye Fan before felt like they were instantly slapped in the face.
Everyone looked at the Thunder Tribulation Sword and couldn't help shouting:
"Excalibur, this is the real divine sword!"
"If you can possess this sword, you will be able to become the best swordsman in the world, dominate the world, and be proud of it!"
"Who is this son? Why have I never heard of his reputation before? Is he a descendant of a hidden sect?"
They could never have guessed that this Thunder Tribulation Sword was made from the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword and the Thunder Tribulation Divine Wood.
Mr. Wei also personally took action and drew a formation in it that could trigger the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
Back in Suhang City, Ye Fan had borrowed this formation to kill the ghost king summoned by the evil cultivator with one blow.
"Boom, boom, boom!!!"
High in the sky, there was another deafening thunder.
Everything as far as the eye can see seems to turn into a thunderstorm, with countless purple lightning surging, thunder like a tide, and electric light flying.
The lightning became stronger and stronger, like an angry dragon tearing through the sky, roaring and falling from the nine heavens with great power.
The landing point is exactly where Wu Jianxing is.
Even though there is still a long distance, the power contained in it is still heartbreaking.
"hiss!"
Wu Jianxing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He no longer looked as arrogant as before. His face was filled with panic that was difficult to conceal, and even his body couldn't help but tremble.
As the eldest son of the Wu family, he is ranked 20th on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. He has seen a lot of great things in the world over the years, and has even watched the peak showdowns between strong men from the earth.
However, this was the first time he had seen such nine-day thunder. It was like a world-destroying divine punishment, enough to cleanse all the sins in the world.
That kind of shock is simply indescribable unless you see it with your own eyes.
"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"
The surrounding space seemed to be torn apart, and the sound of sonic booms was endless.
Seeing this terrifying power, the surrounding warriors screamed and dispersed in all directions, not daring to slack off for fear that if they slowed down, they would be struck by five thunders, leaving no ashes left.
"Sir, run quickly!!!" the Wu family's bodyguard shouted.
However, facing this brilliant power, Wu Jianxing felt that all his energy was locked, and he could no longer resist. The sky was vast and there was nowhere to escape.
…
"Stab la la!"
That purple electric dragon seemed to have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. The electric light burst out and hit Wu Jianxing directly.
Wu Jianxing was so frightened that he could not make any dodge movements. He could only watch death slowly coming, but he could do nothing.
"昘!"
At this critical moment, the Qiankun Sword in his hand suddenly burst into black and white light and soared into the sky.
Compared with the world-destroying divine thunder, the Qiankun Sword appears so insignificant, like a moth flying into a flame or an earthworm shaking a tree, but it carries a tragic and decisive will that is moving.
The sword has spirit.
This Qiankun Sword was the sword worn by the first ancestor of the Wu family, and it was also tainted with the aura of that strong man.
Now that the descendants of the Wu family are in danger, it actually "sacrifices" itself to save Wu Jianxing.
"Zheng!"
Finally, the world-destroying divine thunder struck the Qiankun Sword, and the raging thunder swallowed it up. The Qiankun Sword let out a mournful cry, like a cuckoo crying for blood. Those who heard it were sad, and those who heard it shed tears.
"Crack!"
In just an instant, cracks as dense as a spider web appeared on the blade of the Qiankun Sword, and then it completely fell apart and turned into powder.
"Pfft!"
Under the induction of Qi, Wu Jianxing spit out a large mouthful of bright red blood, his face was like gold paper, but he also broke away from the state of sitting still and waiting for death.
Because of the Qiankun Sword's "life-saving" rescue, it blocked the world-destroying divine thunder for a few seconds and bought Wu Jianxing the most precious time to escape.
Wu Jianxing didn't hesitate at all, and he used his inner energy like crazy, as if he wanted to drain his entire Dantian, and his whole body fled towards the distance like a cannonball.
"Boom!!!"
The next moment, the world-destroying divine thunder struck his original location, causing the ground to shake.
The shaking lasted for several minutes before it subsided.
When the dust settled, people in the distance stretched their necks and looked towards the venue.
Everything within a hundred meters of the core of the explosion was razed to the ground, and a deep crater appeared, as if it had been bombed by tactical missiles.
But among them, there was a tall and tall figure, standing proudly.
It’s Ye Fan!
Around the Thunder Tribulation Sword, there are countless rows of missing thunderbolts.
Thousands of thunderbolts echoed each other, making Ye Fan particularly ethereal, shining with the sun and moon, and dancing with the universe.
His body was not stained by dust and revealed a gleaming brilliance. There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was extremely calm, as if the magical power that caused the thunder in the nine heavens was just a trivial thing.
Looking at his otherworldly figure, all the warriors in the field seemed to have experienced a spiritual baptism, and a few words came to their minds for no reason -
The Sword Immortal descends to earth!
Even if the ancient sword immortal is reincarnated, it will only be like this.
Some weak-willed people even have weak knees and feel like they are worshiping and bowing their heads.
…
Suddenly, Ye Fan turned around, with a sharp look in his eyes, and there seemed to be thunder brewing in his eyes, looking at Wu Jianxing who had escaped from the disaster.
"Stab it!"
Wu Jianxing's whole body was shaken violently, and all his strength seemed to be drained away. He collapsed to the ground with a "plop", his vest was completely soaked with cold sweat, and he was like a bereaved dog, in a miserable state.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
Ye Fan took steps towards him. Although the footsteps were silent, they seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.
Seeing this scene, the Wu family guards in the distance wanted to rush over to protect Wu Jianxing.
However, under Ye Fan's pressure, their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they could not even take a step.
Soon, Ye Fan walked up to Wu Jianxing, looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly:
"Master Wu, I've said it before, let alone you, even if the head of the Wu family is here, he is no match for me! Now I destroy your sword, are you convinced?"
"Convinced!"
Wu Jianxing nodded dejectedly and said solemnly.
"I hurt your brother and severely punished him for being rude. Are you convinced?" Ye Fan asked again, his tone full of majesty.
"Convinced!"
Wu Jianxing nodded again, his eyebrows lowered.
In front of hundreds of onlookers, it was almost impossible for him to abandon all pride and bow his head.
But now, he still doesn't dare to make any rebuttal, he is as humble as a slave.
Because Wu Jianxing knew that in the face of the miraculous art of drawing thunder, the hundreds of Wu family guards in the field were of no use. If he acted rashly, he would die in vain.
Now he is like fish on the chopping board, only to be slaughtered by others.
"Hmph...get out of here! Don't let your brother appear in front of me again, otherwise I will kill him next time!" Ye Fan said coldly.
Hearing this, Wu Jianxing breathed a long sigh of relief, and his originally tight skin immediately relaxed, as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
Immediately afterwards, several Wu family guards rushed over at a trot and helped him walk away.
However, at the moment when he turned his back to Ye Fan, Wu Jianxing suddenly "changed his face". He no longer looked like he had a low eyebrow and a pleasant look. His eyes showed an unprecedented gloomy look, like a king cobra, which made people feel heart-stopping.
.
Although he was forced to swallow his anger just now, he already hated Ye Fan deeply in his heart.
It was the first time in his life that he had tasted that kind of humiliation, and it was unforgettable.
Thinking of this, Wu Jianxing clenched his fists and dug his nails into his palms without realizing it, thinking to himself:
"If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being!"
"You brat, no matter what your background is or what magic weapon you possess, as long as the master of the house comes, he will definitely cut you into pieces and cut you into pieces!"