You're too weak...... Also, remember my name, Lei Kun ......"

The momentum of thunder exploded throughout the competition area of the skyscraper.

Thunder Kun!

It's like a strong declaration of sovereignty.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the entire rooftop competition area suddenly exploded, and everyone's faces were filled with a deep sense of shock.

However, on the side of the Demon Pupil Holy Clan, everyone was shocked.

Sirius Wei Rao Feiluan, the four elders and the others all turned pale, and their eyes were full of anger and shock.

Tremble!

Everyone's heart was still trembling.

Above the countertop.

The huge mountain of Silent Demon Spirit quickly disintegrated, shattering into thousands of crystal fragments, and the purple demon flame like a tsunami stacked on top of each other quickly subsided.

Along with the sinking, there are also the hearts of all the Demon Pupil Saint Clans in the audience.

......

"Hey, it's really too weak, is this the level of your Demon Pupil Saint Clan?"

An indifferent and arrogant posture appeared wantonly on Lei Kun's face.

The Thunder Sword in his palm continued to flicker with a manic and joyful arc snake, and the blade intertwined with fluorescent light directly pierced Li Kun's back, like a beam of light flowing.

At this moment, Likun was covered in blood.

Its pupils also uncontrollably returned from an eerie purple to their primary color.

The pale face was full of reluctance and hatred, but it was so powerless.

......

The expressions of the major saint clans were different.

Some are slightly regretful.

Some are merciful.

Others cast gloating eyes.

......

"Alas!"

Yan Hanyu of the Burning Sky Saint Clan and Chen Jingfeng of the Star Saint Clan glanced at each other, and couldn't help but shake their heads and smile, if they were compared to Likun, the two of them would be considered lucky.

"Hehe, what a show!" Long Xuan of the Dragon Blood Saint Clan disagreed, his arms folded in front of him, and there was a slight hint of mockery between his eyebrows.

Wu Yuan of the Honghuang Holy Clan, Lu Yuzhi of the Lunhui Holy Clan and others also had a flirtatious smile.

"Humili......ating yourself," Lu Yuzhi said disdainfully.

Yu Shenyin on the side raised his eyebrows slightly, compared to the others, he seemed careless, and it seemed that the scene on the stage did not bring him too many emotional fluctuations.

......

"It's a bit ruthless!" the rest of the crowd gradually calmed down.

"Lei Kun is too strong, isn't it, no wonder the Thunder Saint Clan has been reluctant to reveal his existence for so many years, this talent is not inferior to those super demons of the strongest Saint Clan. ”

"Times are really going to change. ”

"The Demon Pupil Saint Clan may really be withdrawing from this pinnacle position. ”

......

The eyes of countless people couldn't help but look at the Thunder Emperor who was located on the Ten Directions Emperor Throne.

At this moment, everyone quietly realized that the position under him belonged to him completely.

"Thunder Saint Clan, the strongest Saint Clan!"

"Thunder Saint Clan, the strongest Saint Clan!"

......

At this time, someone in the audience had already begun to announce this.

And more and more people are following suit.

The most shining light was concentrated on Lei Kun's body, and the Likun in front of him was like a speck of dust living in the shadow of the other party.

At this time, for the Demon Pupil Saint Clan, the entire world sank into darkness.

Looking at Likun, who was standing under Lei Kun's sword and couldn't move, everyone's faces revealed a deep powerlessness.

Impotence!

Not unwillingly.

Nor is it hatred.

It's just powerless.

Even the grumpy Sirius guard Rao Feiluan closed his eyes helplessly, unable to bear to witness the scene in front of him again.

And the four elders.

This poor old man, who has been struggling to support the revival and operation of the Demon Pupil Holy Clan, is even more than ten years old at the moment.

The rickety figure seems to be unable to stand upright anymore.

The cloudy old eyes never seem to see the light.

The last glimmer of hope that remained in their hearts had been rapidly eroded by the darkness.

......

"Congratulations! The Great Emperor of the Flood Desolation chuckled meaningfully.

The Dragon Blood Emperor not far away also said lightly, "This moment will go down in history." ”

Several other Great Emperors also swept sideways to this side, with different expressions.

This time, the Thunder Emperor did not show the same "panic" as before, on his face, there was only the domineering and domineering spirit of the new emperor ascending the throne.

To this point.

The world will have nothing to say.

......

"Although you are both 'quasi-emperors', you are really too weak, you are simply vulnerable!"

Lei Kun pressed one hand against Likun's shoulder, and slowly pulled out the Lei Qing Sword with the other.

This hand kills people and punishes the heart.

It is far more ferocious than what Zhiyu Shenyin did to Chen Jingfeng and Yan Hanyu.

"......"

When the blade left the other party's body, Likun couldn't help but tremble twice, showing that his distorted face was full of anger.

"If you have the ability, kill me...... Otherwise, one day, I will kill you......"

"Heha......" Lei Kun laughed, his smile was particularly contemptuous, "You can only take advantage of your tongue, how can I be afraid of you if I can't even catch the waste of my five moves?"

As he spoke, Lei Kun slowly moved his hand to Likun's collar.

"Just live like this, the lowly and the lowly are forgotten...... The last vestige of dignity you have left, I, Lei Kun, have taken ......"

The moment the words fell, Lei Kun's arm exerted force, directly dragging the other party off the table.

Then he kicked Likun heavily in the air.

"Bang ......"

A circle of majestic qi waves swept away, and Li Kun, who had already suffered a heavy blow, suddenly even bowed his body, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and at the moment when his eyes were about to split, the whole person fell off the table like a sandbag, and uncontrollably dragged a long trace on the ground, sliding all the way to the edge of the battle platform.

How can you destroy people's desires!

This kick.

crushed the last remaining dignity of the Demon Pupil Saint Clan.

Trample!

Merciless trampling!

The mood of the entire Demon Pupil Saint Clan was about to reach the bottom, and the brain was blank, and no one even stepped forward to help Likun in a daze.

......

The Thunder Saint Clan, the momentum is loud.

The audience was already cheering.

Shangguan Wuce, the lord of the Spirit Crane Peak, raised his head slightly, and was about to announce the result.

A soft wave of air ...... "buzz" suddenly rose from the edge of the rooftop, and Likun, who had fallen out, suddenly stopped on the table.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the audience was stunned.

"That's?"

"Who is this man?"

......

Most people's eyes were overflowing with a bit of confusion.

On the side of the Divine Eye Holy Clan, Bai Qianyu's beautiful eyes were slightly rippling, and there was a hint of surprise on his beautiful face.

......

I saw that beside Li Kun, there was a slightly emaciated slender figure.

The contours of the young and handsome face are as resolute as the carving of a knife.

Looking at that person, the group of the Demon Pupil Saint Clan also looked at each other, a little puzzled.

And, as the atmosphere off the field gradually cooled down, the young figure slowly bypassed Likun at his feet, and then walked towards the central area of the rooftop.

......

"What's the situation?"

"Who is this man? Is he going to challenge Lei Kun?"

"Are you kidding? Isn't this looking for death?"

......

At the same time, Li Wuxian, who was outside the field, immediately stepped forward to bring the seriously injured unconscious Li Kun back to the Demon Pupil Holy Clan.

"He?" Sirius Wei Rao Feiluan looked at him with a look of surprise.

The latter nodded slightly, but did not speak.

......

The wind was blowing, and the cold air flow was all over the sky.

Looking at the young figure, Lei Kun's eyelids lifted slightly, and his eyes overflowed with a bit of coldness.

"It's kind of interesting......"

The other party was silent.

"Snort......" Then, a purple arc of electricity flashed from his palm.

"......" a passionate weapon trilled, and a sharp sword suddenly appeared in his palm, surrounded by a purple thunder arc, the sharp sword quickly lengthened, and then derived into a sharp cold spear.

The swaying arc of the spear blade dragged against the countertop, making a neat and deep mark.

The faces of the crowd changed slightly.

The heartstrings are involuntarily tensed.

It was as if every step the other party took was like an invisible hammer striking on everyone's breath.

The sharp spear dragged on the ground, as if it were scratching the hearts of everyone, there was an indescribable sharpness.

Just when the distance between the two was less than a hundred feet, the young figure suddenly picked up the spear in his hand, the three-foot spear flashed, and the cold tip of the spear pointed at Lei Kun in front of him.

Just like Lei Kun pointed at Likun just now.

Pointing a gun at a person is the most direct provocation.

It is also the most straightforward insult.

The degree of contempt is even greater than that of the sword.

There seemed to be a purple arc flashing in the man's eyes, and then, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he coldly spat out a few words.

"If you can take five moves from me, even if you win......"