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"Boom!!!"
On Tiandu Peak.
Lei Yun, who was suppressed to the extreme by Ye Qingshan's true pressure, opened his palms, and it exploded like a heavy bomb, and nothing could escape within a radius of 100 meters.
Zizizi! ! !
A large number of blue and white electric arcs were released in the shape of a "Swastika", which almost blinded many people from a long distance away!
However, this electric light is nothing.
What's scary is the rolling thunder that comes with the lightning!
The speed of light is faster than the speed of sound!
Therefore, just half a second after the lightning disappeared, an unimaginably loud thunder shock wave enveloped the entire Tiandu Peak, shattering all the spirit creatures inside!
Even the flying snow stopped for two seconds!
Three ghost generals who were comparable to Dacheng military generals were wiped out in an instant!
"Pfft!"
Even with Luo Yun's soul cultivation base, he was shocked by this move of "Tinglei from the Four Seas", almost three souls came out of his body, seven souls flew away, and his face quickly turned pale.
Before he could vomit blood, Ye Qingshan rushed in front of him, punching Luo Yun's chest hard with a punch of 100% strength!
Make up the knife!
This is an excellent habit!
"Boom!!!"
The huge impact sound resounded through the world, Luo Yun spat out a big mouthful of blood, and shot his whole body backward into the dense forest, never to be seen again.
"Ahh"
"This what kind of method is this? It almost knocked me off the cliff!"
"It's terrible, how can this be a means that people can master?"
"Martial arts are masters, martial arts masters! Jiangnan Wang Zhen is a genius!"
"Is Luo Xuanyuan still alive?"
? On dozens of mountain peaks, large and small, 3,500 spectators were all shaken by this thunderous shock wave.
Among them, more than 300 Taoist masters really suffered. They either vomited blood like Luo Yun, or passed out on the spot. There were several mountain peaks that were "destroyed"!
Only a small number of warriors with advanced cultivation bases can stay still!
"Hey, are you kidding me"
On a certain mountain peak, the forehead of the streaked red-haired boy known as the "Tangmen Ghost" was covered with cold sweat.
Jialou Yuhu beside him let go of his habitually embraced arms, with deep disbelief in his eyes.
Among them, stood a young man who had become a grand master at a young age. He was a distinguished young man who belonged to the number one sect in Sichuan¡ªthe young master of the Tang sect, Tang Xi!
At this moment, when he saw Ye Qingshan's unique skills, there was an artistic conception that everyone in the world, all living beings, would come to listen to him palming thunder and performing music!
Really domineering, worthy of the word Jiangnan Wang!
"Grandmaster Dachengjing, is it really so powerful?"
"How strong is the peak master, the Dzogchen master, and even the Huajing master?"
The young master of the Tang Sect clenched his fists and brows furiously.
He didn't care about Luo Yun's life or death at all.
After taking this move of 'Tinglei from the Four Seas', he was hit close by the master with a heavy punch. No matter how strong a master of Taoism is, he will die
"This man is a genius."
On another mountain peak, stood a group of Japanese.
They are from the Weiming family in Japan.
? Conversing in Japanese.
"Although the cultivation of true qi is still at the level of Dacheng, but the combat power is already comparable to that of a great master."
"I really don't know how powerful the other four 'kings' are?"
On another mountain peak.
A blond, fair-skinned muscular boxer, wearing a hooded robe, with cold sweat dripping from his brow.
"Huh Fortunately, this Jiangnan King did not sign up for the Ten Thousand Nations Martial Arts Conference, otherwise my ranking would have to be moved down again"
On Qingtan Peak.
Tang Yafei sat slumped on the ground, looking in fear in the direction where Luo Yun disappeared, two lines of tears streaming down her face.
Garfield calmed down uncommonly, with a pair of big amber eyes staring at Tiandu Peak:
"Owner¡¡"
Even Luo Yinping, who was "sure of success", clenched his fists tightly
On Yuping Peak,?Cheers!
The senior members of the Ye family all smiled, relieved!
"You really deserve to be the old Patriarch!"
"The magical skill of listening to thunder from all over the world was really taught by Mr. Lei himself, a gift from the gods!"
"I think that kid Luo Xuanyuan has been beaten to the point that his pulse has been broken, and his soul is gone!"
The third elder, Ye Shan, laughed loudly.
Until Ye Qingmei saw Luo Yun walking back from the dense forest.
His delicate face, although pale as paper, still has the same expression, it is not like most people think that "even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured".
"All over the world listening to thunder?"
"This trick is really powerful!"
"I'm afraid that ordinary real-world warlocks will fall under this trick!"
In front of Ye Qingshan's shocked eyes, Luo Yun walked back step by step. Doesn't he look like he was seriously injured?
"He's still alive!!"
More than 3,000 spectators all showed shock.
The faces of the senior members of the Ye family darkened in an instant.
Tang Yafei, Luo Yinping and Garfield all regained their excitement in an instant.
One anger and one joy, forming a sharp contrast!
"He how could he be alive?"
"on one's last legs!"
"He must be dying!"
Ye Shan yelled out loud.
The corner of Ye Tianyang's mouth twitched, "If he is really dying, how could he come back?"
"Luo Xuanyuan"
Dai Mei, who had just calmed down from Ye Qingmei, locked her eyes tightly again.
"Is it the precious garment on your body?"
Ye Qingshan soon discovered the secret.
After he performed Four Seas Tinglei just now, he made another cut, but he saw that the hit place was intact. If it were ordinary clothes, it would have been torn apart!
"Good eyesight."
Luo Yun, who was wearing the robe of impermanence, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then glanced at the scenery outside the mountain from the corner of his eye.
At this time, it is unitary time, and the time is six twenty.
On Tiandu Peak, it was already dark, but the snow was flying all over the sky, and the momentum was still unabated. The place that they had just cleared in battle was covered with another layer of white snow.
"The head of the willow on the moon, after dusk."
Luo Yun suddenly read out a poem for no reason, and then said with a smile: "Ye Qingshan, it's getting late, I think it's better to end it earlier, I'm still waiting to go back for dinner!"
"Okay, don't be impatient!"
"I will send you to the underworld for dinner immediately, and I will serve you a bowl of Meng Po soup!!"
When Ye Qingshan spoke, the whole person had already taken the kung fu of "eight steps to catch the cicada", and flew out at a speed so fast that he could not be seen.
Luo Yun tapped his toes lightly, and retreated quickly!
At the same time, the brain domain and soul power are running!
"The Needle of Soul!"
"Soul Spear!"
"Soul Shield!"
The final battle that determines life and death has finally begun!
Luo Yun crazily poured out the soul power stored in his brain, condensed dozens of soul needles and spears in one breath, and shot at Ye Qingshan densely!
"Small tricks!"
Ye Qingshan was a little impatient.
Eyes wide open!
Huge martial arts will, like a spiritual tsunami, swept over!
The soul needles and soul spears, which were powerful enough to kill generals, were shaken apart in front of this immovable will of martial arts like a mountain!
"Yeah?"
Luo Yun suddenly had a mental thought, and his consciousness began to visualize the scene of the tongue-pulling hell on the first floor among the eighteen hells.
"Chacha"
Following a grin that seemed to be crying but not crying, the red-haired and blue-winged Yaksha King, holding a steel fork, jumped out of the void, looking at Ye Qingshan incomparably ghastly!
This is not over, Luo Yun waved his hand, took out the magic weapon [Eighteen Levels of Hell Map] from the ring, then directly turned two pages, and quickly visualized the second and third levels of hell.
Knife and scissor hell, Rakshasa king!
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