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Shrine, isn't it powerful?

"If there is a chance in the future, I will let you see it." Qin Xuan glanced at Yan Qing and said casually.

"I'll wait." Yan Qing snorted coldly, still insisting on his own opinion. He didn't believe that Qin Xuan knew the Great Sun God's Thunder Body.

Lei Qianmo's whole body was filled with endless thunder, and his aura was unparalleled. He was like the thunder god of heaven and earth. He stepped in the void, and with every step he took, there seemed to be the sound of thunder, shaking the heart and soul.

The hearts of the crowd were trembling uncontrollably, and their eyes followed Lei Qianmo's footsteps. Lei Qianmo was too strong at this time, no less elegant than the sword displayed before.

Ximen Bingyue glanced at Lei Qianmo with her beautiful eyes, and a look of surprise flashed across her eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

It is not surprising that a disciple of the Great Sun God's Thunder Palace has such strength, but if he wants to defeat her like this, he would be underestimating her.

I saw Ximen Bingyue's figure disappear instantly. At the same time, in the space above the arena, the spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly rioted, flying wantonly. The sound of the piano came from the void, and there seemed to be an invisible sharp blade cutting out and tearing apart.

everything.

In an instant, the storm of piano music spread out at an extremely fast speed, covering the vast and endless space, and instantly enveloped the four Xuanyuan Potian and others, as if they were going to bury the four of them.

Xuanyuan Potian's expression changed slightly, and the terrifying strong wind blew across his face, which made him feel a little painful.

He took a step forward suddenly, his true energy rioted all over his body, and he punched out without any fancy. The dark golden light shone, hitting the storm of piano sound, and the space was sharply distorted.

However, the piano sound storm seemed to be indestructible. Even if it was twisted to the extreme, it still did not break, but became stronger. The invisible sharp blade seemed to be the sharpest weapon in the world. It scratched Xuanyuan Potian's body, leaving deep marks.

bloodstains.

Seeing this scene, Qin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Ximen Bingyue was indeed different. The attack released by the sound of the piano was silent. The opponent could not defend at all and could only resist hard.

Powerful soul attacks rushed into Xuanyuan Potian's mind. The lines on Xuanyuan Potian's face were distorted, revealing a ferocious look, as if he was suffering from huge pain.

At this time, he seemed to be in a battlefield with thousands of troops and horses, two armies fighting, flags covering the sky, and fighting spirit overwhelming. He stood alone in the center of the battlefield, with the deafening sound of horse hooves coming from both sides, and his eardrums were about to burst.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent and continuous. Xuanyuan Potian's face turned red, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably with the changes in the sound of the piano. It became faster and faster, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

.

Not only Xuanyuan Potian was in this situation, but Mu Rong was also in bad condition.

At this time, he was kneeling on one knee in the void, holding his head with both hands, his body shaking violently, and the sound of the piano lingered in his mind, like a peerless sword, constantly cutting his soul.

In comparison, Jian and Lei Qianmo looked a little normal, but their expressions were extremely solemn. Ximen Bingyue's power was beyond their surprise.

"Broken!" Jian took a step lightly, his eyes were extremely sharp, and a powerful sword intent swept out of his body. The brilliance of the sword bloomed, wrapping his body and blocking the invasion of the sound of the piano.

The Sun Divine Flower on Lei Qianmo's body became more and more powerful, and in the sun's rays, streaks of thunderous light could be faintly seen flowing, releasing a destructive aura.

Jian and Lei Qianmo looked at each other, as if making eye contact, and Jian said: "Are you going to go up or shall I go up?"

Lei Qianmo's eyes narrowed and he said, "I'll come."

"Okay." Jian nodded slightly, then stepped back, as if deliberately giving way to the battlefield.

When Xuanyuan Potian and Murong saw this, they both realized what Lei Qianmo wanted to do. He wanted to challenge Ximen Bingyue alone!

And once he succeeds in the challenge, Ximen Bingyue will naturally marry him, and it will have nothing to do with them.

"Stop!" Mu Rong shouted and flew in the direction of Ximen Bingyue. Endless vines sprouted from behind, swaying from side to side with overwhelming power.

Lei Qianmo glanced at Murong indifferently, and said in his mouth: "You are not worthy."

After that, he continued to step forward, but at this time Mu Rong had already come behind him, and saw a cold light flashing in Mu Rong's eyes, and said coldly: "I want to see if the Thunder Palace of the Great Sun God is

It’s really as powerful as the rumors say.”

When Lei Qianmo heard this, he paused slightly and frowned. Is this a sign of dissatisfaction?

Since you are not convinced, let me convince you.

Murong stretched out his hands at the same time. In an instant, vines grew from his body, penetrating through the space and extending outwards. There were barbs on the vines, releasing a heart-stopping sharp aura.

"Go to hell!" A flash of madness flashed across Mu Rong's expression, and he desperately controlled the vines to wrap around Lei Qianmo.

However, the expression on Lei Qianmo's face did not fluctuate at all, like a deep pool in an ancient well. He did not even turn his head and slapped his palm casually towards the back.

Thunder roared, and in an instant, a huge thunder seal condensed, exuding a strong aura of destruction, crossing the space, falling on the vines, destroying everything, and directly breaking all the vines.

"Pfft..." With a pop, Murong spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and a look of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes as he looked at Lei Qianmo, he was actually so strong.

I can't bear just one blow. Is this the difference between the palace and the divine palace?

The hearts of the crowd also stirred up a storm. Originally, they thought that Murong could compete with Lei Qianmo, but now it seems that the strength of the two is not at the same level at all.

In the previous confrontation, Lei Qianmo directly crushed Murong.

Of course, part of the reason was that Lei Qianmo was at a higher level and had powerful skills, which made Murong unable to fight back.

Murong's previous words had the intention of provoking the Great Sun God Thunder Palace, but Lei Qianmo's slap just now was undoubtedly a severe slap in the face.

The shrine is not as powerful as the rumors say?

Xuanyuan Potian's expression changed slightly, showing a bit of solemnity. Although he was confident that he could defeat Mu Rong, it would be difficult for him to do it as easily as Lei Qianmo.

At this time Jian's expression also became serious. In fact, he was not worried about not being able to defeat Ximen Bingyue, but he was a little afraid of Lei Qianmo.

Therefore, he moved.

Not to be outdone, Xuanyuan Potian also walked towards the center of the battlefield. If he didn't take action now, he might never have the chance to take action again.

Ximen Bingyue looked at the scene in front of her with great interest, her red lips raised slightly, and there seemed to be a cunning meaning on the corner of her mouth. Unexpectedly, the three of them were actually fighting among themselves. It was really interesting.

"You are too underestimating me. Am I only good at piano skills?" A string of laughter like silver bells came out, and a bright smile bloomed on Ximen Bingyue's cold face. In that smile, there was

Innate confidence.

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