Chapter 787 Nine days of thunder break through the sky!
As soon as Lei Jie Jianfu appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
Including Wu Jianxing, many warriors stared directly at this sharp sword, their eyes shining brightly, as if they were looking at some priceless treasure.
Although they still don't know the efficacy of the Thunder Tribulation Sword, there are not many magical weapons that can change the size of the sword in the vast ancient martial arts world.
It's something you can meet but can't ask for!
Even among the hidden sects, this is the most top-notch magic weapon, enough to become the most treasure of the sect, just like the Yaochi Sect's Immortal Binding Rope, this is such a treasure.
Everyone in the venue never expected that Ye Fan, who seemed to have a humble appearance, would actually possess such a magical weapon. If this sword were auctioned publicly, it would definitely set off a fight between dragons and tigers in the entire world.
Don’t be afraid of not knowing the goods, be afraid of comparing goods!
Compared with the Thunder Tribulation Sword, the Qiankun Sword, which was so powerful before, suddenly looked dim and was not on the same level at all.
At this moment, Wu Jianxing's eyes were full of unabashed covetousness, looking at Ye Fan from a distance, and said in a deep voice:
"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a treasure! Hand over this divine sword obediently, and your grudge against my Wu family can be wiped out!"
Hearing this, Wu Yu, who was lying on the stretcher next to him, couldn't help but roared: "Brother, are you going to let this bastard go? I'm injured like this only because of him. I must let him go today."
He died without a burial place!"
"shut up!"
Wu Jianxing's face was ashen and he said sternly: "When will it be your turn to intervene when I am doing something?"
When Wu Yu heard this, he was about to continue shouting, but when he saw Wu Jianxing's cold and stern eyes, he immediately shuddered, like a duck being strangled by the throat, and he did not dare to say any more.
Wu Yu knew that his brother had always been right to the point and would not allow others to challenge his authority.
Although Wu Jianxing took good care of him on weekdays, this was all because he only knew how to spend time, drink, and have sex.
If he shows amazing martial arts talent and poses a threat to the status of Wu Jianxing's family heir, Wu Jianxing will definitely eradicate his dissidents regardless of brotherhood.
At this time, Wu Jianxing looked at Ye Fan again and urged impatiently:
"Boy, those who know the current affairs are heroes. As long as you hand over this sword, I guarantee that no one in the Wu family will make things difficult for you again, and you will be treated as an honored guest!"
From Wu Jianxing's point of view, his incompetent brother received a beating in exchange for a peerless magic weapon. This deal was really a good deal.
After the family elders find out, they will definitely be full of praise for his decision.
…
"cut!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan sneered and said: "The dignified eldest son of the Wu family, I didn't expect him to be a guy who is unscrupulous for profit! He wants to take the treasure by force when he sees it. What is the difference between this kind of behavior and that of a robber and bandit?"
Upon hearing this question, Wu Jianxing's face did not change, and he was not ashamed of his behavior at all, and said loudly:
"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade! A weakling like you is not worthy of such a divine sword. Instead, it will bring disaster! Only a strong man like me is its master! Boy, you have to give it to me.
You have to give it even if you don’t give it!”
Saying that, Wu Jianxing suddenly took a step forward, grasped the Qiankun Sword tightly, and the human sword merged into one, and his domineering momentum was like a roaring wave, pressing towards Ye Fan.
If Ye Fan doesn't agree, then he will draw his sword and strike with thunder.
For a moment, tensions were rising in the venue, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Even the warriors who were watching from a distance could not help but hold their breath and did not even dare to breathe out.
Seeing this, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sketching a joking smile, and said lightly:
"Hmph...Wu Jianxing, don't you like this sword? Now, I will let you see how powerful it is!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan took seven steps in a row, and the Thunder Tribulation Sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly, so brightly that no one dared to look directly at it.
Suddenly, he pointed his sword at the sky, and his aura surged, rising endlessly, like a god above the nine heavens, shouting:
"The sky thunders, the earth and water flow, thunder and fire, and thunderbolts flow! Drive away thunder and lightning, pray for rain and clear weather, cure evil spirits and subdue demons, ward off locusts, and temper ghosts. Be as urgent as the law!"
"Thunder - come on!"
His voice penetrated the cracked stone and resounded through the sky, reaching up to the Heavenly Palace and down to the Nine Netherworld. There were obvious ripples in the air around him.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, an invisible mysterious energy shot out from the tip of the Thunder Tribulation Sword, soaring upwards and into the sky.
Seeing such a vision, everyone in the venue was shocked, as if they had been given a restraining spell, and stood there, unable to move.
Even Wu Jianxing felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He tensed up and did not dare to show any signs of neglect. Huge waves arose in his heart, and he was extremely surprised.
…
Refa!
In Chinese Taoist sects, this is a very mysterious magic. It once dominated all kinds of magic and became the highest representative of Taoist magic.
Different sects have completely different ways of drawing thunder.
The "Five Thunder Methods" practiced by Longhu Shanzhengyi focuses on the induction of heaven and man, using the essence and spirit to sense the power of thunder between heaven and earth, so as to sense the heaven and earth and dominate the wind and thunder of heaven and earth.
Taoist priests of the Maoshan sect carved spells on talismans and used purple gold talismans to induce thunder.
Among the Shushan sect, there is also a popular saying called "The True Secret of Divine Sword Controlling Thunder", which shows the radiant power of heaven and uses the sword to draw it.
However, today's spiritual energy is lacking, far less than in ancient times. There are only a handful of monks who can truly arouse thunder. Each one of them is a world-famous martial arts giant, standing on top of millions of people.
From the appearance, Ye Fan is too young and immature, obviously not yet 20 years old. At this moment, he actually wants to draw thunder with his sword, which is really incredible and incredible.
If he can really do it, he will definitely become famous, even surpassing Wu Jianxing's limelight.
For a moment, everyone in the venue looked up to the sky with great anticipation.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Thirty seconds.
A few minutes passed, and the necks of many warriors felt a little sore. The sky was still extremely calm, and no strange phenomena occurred.
The atmosphere in the venue also changed subtly, and many people became impatient with the wait.
Suddenly, someone couldn't help but curse and said:
"What the hell are you doing! You thought you were so awesome that you could attract thunder from the sky, but you were just bluffing for a long time!"
"Damn it! What a waste of my expression! Is this guy treating us like monkeys?"
"His posture is quite good. He fooled us all. It turned out that he was just a pretender! He pretended to be awesome, but now his secret is exposed!"
…
Hearing the ridicule and ridicule from the people around him, Ye Fan remained calm and composed, with a mysterious smile on his lips, as if he had everything under control.
"call……"
After waiting for a while, Wu Jianxing breathed a long sigh of relief, relaxed his vigilance, looked at Ye Fan from a distance, and sneered:
"Boy, I thought this sword was so powerful, but it turned out to be useless! In this case, you have no value in living in this world! Suffer death!"
At the end of the sentence, Wu Jianxing's eyes burst with murderous intent. In his eyes, Ye Fan was no different from a corpse.
"Wait!"
Ye Fan suddenly interrupted, pointed to the sky, and said lightly: "Look again!"
"You bastard, you are about to die and you still want to pretend——"
"Boom, boom, boom!!!"
Before Wu Jianxing could finish his sentence, there was a roar of thunder from the top of the sky.
It was as if Thunder God took out a big drum and beat it hard, the thunder was furious and the stars, flags and halberds were deafening, and the sound alone could tear the air apart.
Almost everyone was frightened by the sudden thunder, their bodies shook violently, and the energy and blood in their bodies surged.
This was the first time they heard such loud thunder.
However, this is just the beginning!
"Hoola la!"
The next moment, within a radius of a kilometer, strong winds were blowing, and sand and rocks were flying.
The strong wind was like a ferocious beast, howling and roaring. It was a mess wherever it passed, and some big trees were uprooted.
The originally clear sky suddenly became dark, with ink clouds stacked up and it was so dark that no sunlight could be seen.
Under the darkness, many warriors felt as if a huge boulder was pressing on their chests, feeling extremely depressed.
"Crack!"
Breaking in, a dazzling lightning flashed like a sharp sword, tearing through the dark clouds.
In the crowd, a young man holds a sword.
In the blink of an eye, the wind and clouds surged.