"You're great too, brother. It can withstand the baptism of thunder and lightning. Wang Yun smiled awkwardly, and his body gradually retreated.

The Holy Son of the Wind laughed, "Strong, you are better than me." But I'm curious about the stick in your hand, what kind of treasure is it, it can completely resist the power of thunder and lightning, so that you are not affected by the power of lightning in the slightest. ”

The Tempest Son's gaze was fixed on the rotten wooden stick in Wang Yun's hand. He could see very clearly that the power of thunder and lightning in the thunder sea storm had been bombarding Wang Yun's body, but it was precisely because of that rotten wooden stick that it had all blocked the power of thunder and lightning.

Such a divine object, the Holy Son of the Wind has never seen it in his lifetime. Even if it's an artifact, it can't have this miraculous effect.

What kind of artifact is it? The Tempest Son was extremely surprised in his heart. Moreover, he could see Wang Yun's strength at a glance.

In the middle of the Jiedan realm, those who are not afraid of death dare to break into the thunder sea storm. How can this kind of courage and audacity not be amazing?

Wang Yun's body was constantly retreating. Although he knew that there was zero hope of escaping, it was better not to wait for death.

The Tempest Son had been watching him, but had no intention of stopping him. Maybe this is the confidence of the Holy Son of the Storm, and he feels that it is impossible for Wang Yun to escape.

"It's just an ordinary stick. Wang Yun didn't dare to move with a rotten wooden stick, but the speed under his feet was accelerating.

He suddenly felt that it was impossible for the Holy Son of the Storm, who was undergoing the baptism of thunder and lightning, to attack him. Otherwise, the lightning refining body will be terminated, and the harm to him will be great.

However, the next action of the Holy Son of the Wind surprised Wang Yun, and he couldn't wait to give up the ignorant thoughts just now.

I saw that the power of thunder and lightning on the Tempest Saint Son in mid-air began to converge rapidly, and finally all of them were submerged in his body.

At the same time, even though the power of thunder and lightning in the blue thunder sea above the sky continued to fall, he was not affected in the slightest.

"The refining is over!"

Wang Yun's heart was beating faster, he didn't expect that the Holy Son of the Wind would be able to end the thunder and lightning refining body in an instant, and he would not be affected by the power of thunder and lightning. In this way, what is he waiting for if he doesn't run?

As soon as the Wind Resisting Technique was opened, Wang Yun picked up his feet and ran backwards quickly. He's fast, ghostly.

"Brother, what are you running for? I still want to talk to you. ”

The Holy Son of the Wind stood in mid-air, looking at Wang Yun, who had escaped, his face did not change, and he laughed and looked very calm.

Wang Yunna still dared to ignore the Holy Son of the Storm, and he had a chance to run. If you don't run, are you really waiting to talk to the Tempest Son?

Facing a strong man like the Tempest Holy Son, Wang Yun knew that he had no chance. Those who know the times are handsome, and if they can't beat them, they will run, which is nothing to shame, but a witty performance.

Often the kind of people who don't know how to live or die are the brains of the second goods. Knowing that he can't fight, he doesn't run, he has to wait to be killed by others, what else can he do if he doesn't send the second cargo to death.

"Well, come back. ”

Seeing Wang Yun running farther and farther, the Holy Son of the Storm took action. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly in the direction of Wang Yun's escape, and then saw Wang Yun's body as if it had been sucked by a vacuum cleaner, and suddenly retreated towards the Holy Son of the Wind.

"It's cold ......"

Wang Yun's heart, like glass, was completely shattered into slag.

"Brother, you haven't talked yet, how can you leave me?"

The Holy Son of the Tempest grabbed Wang Yun in front of him, and then let Wang Yun go. He laughed and looked at Wang Yun with a gloomy face, and couldn't help but be very curious, with a hint of pride on his face.

"Heart-to-heart talk...... Wang Yun stammered, "How can we talk heart-to-heart?"

"It's simple, I'll ask you. If your answer satisfies me, then I can consider letting you go. ”

As he spoke, Hurricane looked at the rotten wooden stick in Wang Yun's hand again. Now that it was close, he could see it more clearly, but he was even more shocked, for the rotten sticks seemed to him to be really ordinary, ordinary like dead wood.

Not only did it not have any special powers, but it seemed to be about to decay, dim, and not at all like a divine object.

"Good!"

Under the coercion of the Holy Son of the Storm, Wang Yun could only resign himself to fate.

The Tempest Son asked, "What is the stick in your hand, and why is it able to resist the power of thunder and lightning in the Thunder Sea?"

"Didn't I just say that this is just an ordinary wooden stick. As for why it can resist the power of thunder and lightning in the sea of thunder, this is a matter of common sense. You don't understand everything, do you?"

"Tell me, what the hell is common sense?"

The Holy Son of the Wind looked evil and didn't believe Wang Yun's answer. Moreover, he had no idea what common sense meant.

"The matter of common sense is the truth that we all know. Sticks are insulators and cannot conduct electricity, so they are resistant to lightning. There was nothing wrong with Wang Yun's answer.

"Insulator?" The Tempest Saint Son was a little confused, but when he saw that Wang Yun didn't look like he was lying to him, he suddenly felt that he was ignorant?

"I'll tell you you don't understand either. Okay, can you let me go now?"

"Let you go? I haven't finished asking yet. The smile on the Tempest Son was bright. "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Wang Yun said: "I saw you here, and I was afraid that you would be killed by lightning, so I thought about coming over to save you." ”

"But I didn't expect you to be killed by lightning. Did I underestimate you, or did I underestimate the thunderbolt?"

"Help me? haha...... You're a funny boy. Then you don't even look at it, will I believe you when you say this?"

The Holy Son of the Tempest was amused by Wang Yun's words. It's ridiculous that such a low-IQ word can come from the mouth of a person who dares to enter the Thunder Sea Storm and is not affected by the power of thunder and lightning.

"Believe it or not. Anyway, if you're intact now, I'll save you. Wang Yun said angrily.

“666......”

The Tempest Son laughed loudly: "Well, I believe you. But you've got to tell me how you're going to save me?"

"It's not easy to save you, as long as you hold my arm, then we will form one, and then I will be protected by my stick, then you will not be bombarded by lightning. ”

Wang Yunyun is light and light, he can't run away, it's better to be natural. It's like an interview, there are more good-looking resumes, and there is nothing new, so it's better to have some unexpected surprises.

In the face of the Wuyan Holy Son, if you speak normally, you will only die faster. It's better to pretend to be crazy and stupid, so that he feels that he is not an ordinary person, and he is reluctant to kill himself for the time being.

"Really? I'm going to try. The Holy Son of the Wind had a hint of evil on his face, and then suddenly grabbed his hand on Wang Yun's right arm holding a rotten wooden stick.

In just an instant, the face of the Holy Son of the Tempest changed drastically. He was extremely surprised, because he really couldn't feel the bombardment of the thunder and lightning in the sky, and the whole person was relieved.

But it didn't last long, and a force that quickly erupted from Wang Yun's body suddenly rushed down his arm into his body, making his face change again, and he was suddenly extremely blue.

"Bang!"

He shook his arm away, anger burning in his eyes. He stared at Wang Yun in front of him tightly, and roared in an unusually angry voice: "What did you do to me!"