"Boom, boom!"

With a deafening sound of thunder and lightning, the blood balls wrapped around Cui Ze were densely covered with thunder and lightning, and they were directly shattered.

"No!"

Looking at the blood ball that was shattered in front of him, the thin old man couldn't help but let out a roar of disbelief.

The thin old man couldn't believe that Cui Ze could master the most difficult thunder and lightning spell to cultivate!

If he had known this, the thin old man would have turned around and left, and he would never have dared to fight Cui Ze until now.

For these evil cultivators, thunder and lightning spells can be said to be their nemesis.

It's just that thunder and lightning spells are too difficult to cultivate, and there are no hermit sects that turn to thunder and lightning spells in the small world.

This thin old man didn't expect that Cui Ze, who seemed to be inferior in cultivation to him, would be proficient in thunder and lightning spells.

Now the blood balls composed of those blood-colored figures were destroyed by the thunder and lightning spell released by Cui Ze, which was not as simple as the spell being broken for the thin old man!

These blood-colored figures were all differentiated from his body, and they were refined by absorbing other people's blood.

Now that these blood-colored figures have been destroyed and cannot be recovered into their bodies, the emaciated old man has been greatly injured, and his strength is less than one.

"Let's go!"

The thin old man immediately turned around and rushed towards the balcony outside the room, preparing to jump off the building to escape.

He knew that he couldn't stay here any longer, otherwise he would definitely die at Cui Ze's hands.

"Want to go?"

Looking at the figure of the thin old man trying to escape, Cui Ze couldn't help but sneer, and chased him outside.

By the time Cui Ze chased him to the balcony, the thin old man had already jumped off the balcony.

"You wait for me...... After the old man absorbs some more human blood and recovers his cultivation, he will come back to you for revenge!"

The figure of the thin old man was constantly falling, and seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he thought about Cui Ze's appearance in his heart, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

Cui Ze broke those blood-colored figures just now, which was equivalent to abolishing most of the cultivation of the thin old man, and he had to absorb at least the blood of thousands of ordinary people to replenish it.

"Click!"

At this moment, a thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm fell from the sky and slammed into the falling figure of the thin old man.

"Ahh

The thin old man suddenly let out a terrible scream, and the figure that was originally falling suddenly became charred black, and smashed straight down like a stone.

"Bang!"

On the lawn floor downstairs, a humanoid dent was directly smashed by this thin old man.

The wizened old man lay motionless on the ground, as if he had completely lost his life.

"Oh my God, it looks like someone jumped off the building!"

"It seems like it was thundering just now?"

“……”

Just now, many people saw the scene of the old man in black robe jumping down from the building and being struck by lightning, and they couldn't help but let out bursts of exclamations.

Others ran quickly towards the place where the thin old man had landed, obviously wanting to go over to check the situation.

If this person really ran to the side of the thin old man, I am afraid that he would be sucked into a person by the thin old man who was in dire need of blood as soon as possible.

"Hmph, want to play dead?"

Looking at the motionless thin old man on the ground, Cui Ze had no intention of letting go of the other party, he jumped down directly from the upper floor, and pounced on the thin old man on the ground, ready to give the other party the final blow.

A monk like Ku Thin, who is in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, is much stronger than ordinary people, and Cui Ze doesn't think that he can kill the other party with a single thunderbolt.

Liu Qinghong, whom Cui Ze dealt with last time, was not as good as this thin old man, and he was hit by Cui Ze's thunder and lightning three times in a row and did not die.

Although thunder and lightning have a strong restraint effect on this kind of evil cultivation, it is unlikely that the other party will not be able to withstand even a bolt of lightning.

"Do you really want to kill them all?"

Feeling the figure of Cui Ze rushing towards him above, the thin old man was extremely angry, he didn't dare to continue to pretend to be dead, so he could only quickly get up from the ground, turn around and want to flee outside.

He knew that if he lay on the ground and continued to pretend to be dead, when Cui Ze chased after him, he was afraid that he would become really dead.

Now the thin old man's vitality has been greatly damaged, and he was struck by lightning just now, and his own strength is no longer one in ten, and he is afraid that he will not even be able to take Cui Ze's move now.

"Whoosh Whoosh ......"

Just as the thin old man turned around and fled outside, a rapid sound of breaking the air instantly sounded behind him.

It turned out to be Cui Ze, who was still in the air and had not yet landed, and he used the Flowing Cloud Flying Knife to slash and threw more than a dozen daggers from his waist towards the black-robed old man.

Since his cultivation broke through to the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, Cui Ze could master a lot more spells, and he rarely used this flowing cloud flying knife to slash him anymore.

After all, the power of the Flowing Cloud Flying Sword Slash is limited, and it can still pose a fatal threat to enemies in the Refining and Refining Qi realm, but it is a little less powerful against enemies with higher cultivation.

However, the thunder and lightning spell consumes too much true qi, and it is not convenient for Cui Ze to cast it in the air, and he is only trying to block the enemy by using the Flowing Cloud Flying Knife now.

Sure enough, feeling the sound of breaking the air from behind, the thin old man had no choice but to stop temporarily and dodge.

If it was in normal times, it would be difficult for these daggers to break through even the true qi of the thin old man's body, and he had no need to dodge at all.

But now the strength of the thin old man has plummeted, and if he is stabbed by these daggers, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die, and he has to dodge first.

However, just after the thin old man dodged all the daggers issued by Cui Ze, Cui Ze had already fallen to the ground, less than fifty meters away from the thin man.

"Thunderbolt!"

Cui Ze's eyes flashed with coldness, and a somewhat dazzling lightning bolt appeared above the thin old man's head, slashing directly at him.

"Don't ......"

Seeing this lightning appear, the thin old man was immediately shocked and hurriedly wanted to dodge.

The thin old man had been struck once by the lightning sent out by Cui Ze just now, this kind of pain was simply very bearable, and he definitely didn't want to try it a second time!

It's just that the speed of lightning is too fast, and it can't be dodged at all, and the thin old man was directly struck on the top of his head by lightning again.

Before he could scream, the thin old man lay on the ground with convulsions.

This time, the thin old man's appearance was even more miserable, the whole person was almost unable to see the human form, lying on the ground like a dead wood, and from time to time there would be electric sparks flashing on him.

"Brush!"

Cui Ze stepped forward and grabbed the thin old man lying on the ground, and then directly cast a stealth technique on himself, and he and the thin old man in his hand disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only the stunned people around who saw this scene.