Chapter 179: Thunderball

No blood spurted from the arm,

The moment the lightning sliced through the skin, the wound was scorched, so it looked like there was just a broken and charred cut on her sleeve, and a thumb-sized scorched black in the gap in her clothes.

Woo la la......

There was more or less a slight electric current coming out of her body.

Ye Lingtong pushed his palm to disperse the thunder and lightning that remained on his body.

The index finger of his left hand moved, and he regained zero consciousness slightly.

This is the horror of Refa, he is not a one-time injury.

If the person hit by lightning hits someone else, the lightning will connect to the next person through physical contact.

Until the lightning runs out or is dispelled with spiritual power.

Click...

Shen Xianxun's neck twisted, and then a splash of water was stirred, and he held a ball of thunder and lightning in his fist and ran towards Ye Lingtong.

Lei Fa is fierce, Ye Lingtong has suffered a loss in this regard, and he didn't dare to touch it, while Shen Xianxun condensed the thunder and lightning, Ye Lingtong didn't want to turn around and jump into the waterfall directly to break the stream Zheng

There was an empty hiding place inside the waterfall, which had been blown out by the Brontosaurus.

Shen Xianxun threw a blow into the air, glanced at the waterfall that Ye Lingtong was dodging, and threw the thunderbolt at the broken stream Zheng with a thunderbolt in his hand

The entrance of the broken stream was covered with a layer of enchantment by Ye Lingtong, and the thunder and lightning split the enchantment, and suddenly stirred up a piece of water vapor.

He tilted his head to look at the invisible enchantment, the black mist on his arm churned, and the black mist surged into his palm to condense a black spear and threw it, the spear shot through, and the enchantment shattered in response.

Shen Xianxun jumped into the waterfall and broke the stream, and at the same time raised his hands high, holding a large cloud of evil awe-inspiring black mist.

Yang Ning, who was in the upper reaches of the waterfall, was bold and careful, lying on the edge of the stone, dragging a vine in her hand to hold herself in place.

She saw Ye Lingtong hiding in the waterfall, and then Shen Xian followed closely with a cloud of black mist.

Suddenly!

As soon as Shen Xianxun's front foot entered, his back foot was knocked out.

The stones under Yang Ning's body shook incessantly, followed by a deafening howling sound of wind.

A swirling tornado knocked Shen Xianxun out of the waterfall, and the whole person swayed in the air, and the black mist on his hand was blown away by the tornado.

His upper body was undoubtedly cut into arc-shaped wounds, and blood splattered out.

"Mixed Yuan Palm!"

Shen Xianxun finally managed to fix his body, and when he lifted his true qi, he slapped the hurricane obliquely with one palm, he didn't think that one palm could split the tornado.

The incomparably thick palm wind faced the hurricane, and the wind canceled each other out, creating a void in front of Shen Xianxun's body for a short time.

Shen Xianxun slapped it again.

Push yourself out of the hurricane by the force of the reaction.

Shen Xianxun, who was possessed by a demon, landed on the water two hundred meters away.

Tick ......

The blood was blown down by the wind, and it fell around him bit by bit.

The tornado that had just made him want to stop whizzing over his head, blowing into the distance and then dispersing.

The tornado flew a distance of nearly a kilometer before it stopped.

Yang Ning, who was lying on the cliff, hurriedly retreated, and Ye Lingtong almost shook her down the waterfall just now.

Ye Lingtong, who was in the broken flow of the waterfall, jumped out of it, his black hair was not dripping, and he was as fairy as ever.

"Can't you defeat the range of Feng Qi's attack in one place...... , Senior Brother Shen, you are really a pervert. ”

A talent who is more talented than a talent.

It is difficult for a martial artist to wrestle with the martial artist even if he uses all his means, but Shen Xianxun did it, not only did he not fall behind, but he also had a lot of anxiety about Ye Ling's pupils.

Ye Lingtong originally wanted to borrow the blind spot created by the broken flow of the waterfall and subdue the opponent with a single move, but Shen Xianxun relied on his fighting instinct to get out of the predicament when he was delirious.

In the ever-changing battle, find a way out of the predicament in just two breaths.

Ye Lingtong stayed on the water, his brain was running rapidly, thinking about what technique he would use next to subdue the other party with half the effort.

Two hundred meters away.

The blood that flowed out of Shen Xianxun's wound flowed backwards into the wound in time, and the blood that fell on the ground, in the water, and on the trees around it automatically flew up and plunged into the wound.

Shen Xianxun's injuries recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"It's restored again? What kind of exercise is this, the ability to recover is terrifying. ”

After beating halfway, Shen Xianxun's qi and blood were barely consumed.

Ye Lingtong's eyes changed,

"This kind of weird ability is probably not far behind compared to Senior Brother Zhou Jing. ”

When Ye Lingtong was still talking to himself, Shen Xian moved.

He wouldn't give Ye Lingtong time to think.

"Imperial Sword Technique!" Shen Xianxun's tone was cold, without a trace of emotion.

Airplanes!!!

Unleashed a long sword, the blade of the sword turned, and the dense long sword was surrounded in a fan shape, pointing directly at Ye Lingtong.

"Thunderball!"

Crackling......

Woo la la......

Shen Xianxun was extremely hoarse and uttered the word "kill".

The dark clouds above the waterfall began to gather, and lightning and thunder thundered in the swirling dark clouds, and after a while, a thunderbolt fell overhead.

Thundered.

Woohoo.

The long sword conjured by spiritual power shot out in unison.

"Can't hide!"

A rain of swords came one after another in all directions, and there was a thunderbolt on her head, and her aura was locked by Shen Xianxun.

"Retreating back to the waterfall can avoid a small amount of damage. ”

She retreated, and Yang Ning was about to be implicated.

Ye Lingtong was unavoidable.

I had to hold my breath and sink into the water, laying a layer of water attribute enchantment above my head.

Whoosh!

Countless rain of swords crashed on the waterfall rocks, and the waterfall rocks were smashed.

The thunder and lightning on the head arrived.

Thundered!

The surface of the water instantly "boiled." "The thunder was deafening, and the river flew over the top of the waterfall.

Yang Ning, who had been hiding far away beforehand, was stunned and dumbfounded.

"This ...... Is this all Senior Brother Shen's strength......"

Shen Xianxun's destructive power, which has no taboos, is so terrifying.

"If Senior Brother Shen hadn't hid his clumsiness at the beginning, I'm afraid that no one would dare to fight against him in the sect. ”

Shen Xianxun dared to pick six is not arrogant, he really has this ability.

Yang Ning even felt that if he didn't count the casualties, even if the top twenty of the sect were together, he would not be his opponent.

No one can bear this "Lei Gaiding" in this hand, and the two brothers and sisters of Nalan Tide are not schooled

The splash calmed down.

A thunderbolt blasted a circular crater under the waterfall, and the water from the river flowed backwards into the crater for irrigation.

The waterfall river with beautiful mountains and rivers has become a mess, and the waterfall is not connected up and down, and the flow is broken.

The rocks beside it are full of holes, the river below is also potholed, and the grass on both sides is uneven.

A figure jumped out of the pit irrigated by the river.

Disheveled.

Ye Lingtong's previous immortal aura fluttered, his hair was a little scattered, his clothes were full of wrinkles and broken fabrics, and there was an electric current lingering on his body.

Uneven breathing.

Ye Lingtong said bitterly in his heart: "What kind of exercise is Senior Brother Shen's cultivation, and the power of the thunder that is split is almost comparable to the thunder tribulation......