Looking at Cao Xuanjun, who was as powerful as the birth of the Thunder God, Qin Yun did not have the slightest emotion on his face.

"Since you like to play Thunder, then we are better than seeing whose Thunder is in the end. A crazy battle intent suddenly appeared in Qin Yun's eyes, and purple thunder kept flashing in his eyes.

Then a layer of purple thunder shragmed all over his body, and the purple light shone on the whole (body shēn), constantly burrowing into his body along his skin.

Every inch of purple thunder that penetrated into his skin, Qin Yun's strength would skyrocket by one point.

"Ahh

When the thunder entered the body, it naturally wouldn't be much better, but the terrifying power contained in the body made Qin Yun can't help but roar.

The ground under his feet was shattered inch by inch, and Qin Yun stood proudly, although his momentum did not improve, but it gave people a feeling of awakening of a giant beast in the wilderness.

There was an uproar on the field, and they were all shocked when they saw that Qin Yun had no intention of taking out his weapon.

"Could it be that he wants to take this blow from Cao Xuanjun with his bare hands?" Those people couldn't imagine the thoughts that suddenly popped into their minds, and they all thought that Qin Yun was crazy.

"I didn't expect to be able to integrate the thunder containing the fury of thunder into my body and bless myself (body shēn), amazing!" Bai Qihan stood on the high platform, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhao Yu on the side still had an ice cube face, looked at Qin Yun in the field, and said: "However, the thunder fury artistic conception he casts is only one layer, and I am afraid he is not Cao Xuanjun's opponent." ”

Bai Qihan smiled noncommittally and didn't say anything more, but a hint of battle intent flashed in his slightly smiling eyes.

On the high platform, the head of the Lei Ling Sect and the Great Elder both had a slight smile on their faces.

"Two good seedlings, they can actually use the violent artistic conception of thunder like fire, and the one named Cao Xuanjun seems to be more powerful, and actually comprehended the three-layer violent artistic conception of thunder, and perfectly integrated it with the intermediate high-grade martial arts, it seems that this Cao Xuanjun won this duel. The head of the Lei Ling Sect said with a little majesty.

"I don't think so. The Great Elder on the side retorted with a smile.

"Oh? Could it be that that young man still has some powerful hole cards hidden? But his cultivation seems to be too low, only the Second Heavenly Martial Sect, and this Cao Xuanjun is too far away, and it seems impossible to turn defeat into victory. The Thunder Spirit Sect Master stared at Qin Yun on the field and asked puzzled.

"Sect Master, just look at it!" the Great Elder smiled.

"Buy it with me!" "The Thunder Spirit Sect Master smiled and pointed at the Great Elder.

The smile on the face of the Great Elder was like old wine, and it became more and more mellow, in fact, if he asked him to say why Qin Yun would definitely win.

In fact, the Great Elder himself didn't know, but in the dark, it was an intuition that told him that Qin Yun would definitely win.

From beginning to end, this Qin Yun gave him a feeling that he seemed to be able to see through it at a glance, but he couldn't see through it.

"I hope you don't disappoint me!" the Great Elder looked at Qin Yun's (body shēn) figure on the field, and said to himself slightly in his heart, with a strong expectation in his eyes.

Cao Xuanjun was also slightly shocked when he saw Qin Yun unleashing the fury of thunder, qr1

"I didn't expect you to comprehend the fury of thunder, but it's a pity that you only comprehend one layer of artistic conception, it's impossible to defeat me, but I have comprehended three layers of artistic conception!" Cao Xuanjun's mouth showed a hint of mockery.

"Is there a lot of artistic conception in the third layer?" Qin Yun sneered.

Cao Xuanjun's face was instantly cold, and a trace of anger welled up in his eyes, he was not the kind of person who liked to talk nonsense, but Qin Yun's attitude in front of him made him angry.

"Since you are looking for death, then don't blame me, take my move, the thunder dragon goes to sea!" Cao Xuanjun moved again, and the thunder around him instantly rioted, and the thunder dragon that had been hanging over him (body shēn) also raised his head at this moment and roared, and flew towards Qin Yun quickly.

As soon as the thunder dragon came out, a powerful thunder wave instantly permeated.

It was as if on a thunderous sea, a terrifying dragon leaped out of the rolling sea and soared into the sky.

The audience on the field had a numb scalp, this thunder dragon gave them a terrible feeling, I am afraid that they will instantly turn into charcoal if they get a little bit of it.

Qin Yun was not afraid, (body shēn) collapsed like a Xuan bow, like an arrow off the string, and directly shook the huge thunder dragon with his fist.

"Is he looking for death?" exclaimed the spectators in the stands.

Even the Thunder Spirit Sect Sect Master, who was sitting on the top platform, frowned slightly.

However, at this moment, a very surprising scene happened.

I saw Qin Yun's fist collide with Cao Xuanjun, not only was it not swallowed by the terrifying thunder dragon, but under Qin Yun's fist, the giant dragon condensed by the violent thunder was actually blocked by Qin Yun's fist.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Everyone's eyes widened instantly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Bang!"

Just when everyone couldn't believe it, the dragon formed by the condensation of the violent thunder suddenly exploded, and the power of the violent thunder instantly swept through the entire thunder, and even spread towards the surrounding stands.

Some of the nearby disciples were directly knocked to the ground, spitting blood from their mouths, and their eyes were full of horror.

"Dead?"

Everyone looked at the center of the explosion, but it was dusty, smoke-shrouded, and they couldn't see anything clearly, but they were sure that under such a terrifying violent and thunderous explosion, Qin Yun would probably be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Zhang Xuanxin in the stands couldn't help but worry about it, although she knew that Qin Yun was strong, but the thunder explosion just now was too terrifying, and she didn't know if Qin Yun could stop it safely.

However, she looked at Cao Xuanjun with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, and said to herself coldly: "Cao Xuanjun, if I have the slightest accident, even if I am ungrateful, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Cao Xuanjun, who was not far away, stood proudly with a sword from beginning to end, as if he felt Zhang Xuanxin's eyes full of murderous intent, smiled self-deprecatingly, and a desolate look appeared on his face, but soon this trace of desolation ((swing dàng) dàng) disappeared, replaced by a very surprised look.

"How could you ......" Cao Xuanjun said in surprise, looking at Qin Yun who came out of the smoke unharmed, his face was shocked or shocked.

He knew the power of his move, even an ordinary Nine Heavenly Martial Sect would not dare to resist it.

However, at this moment, Qin Yun not only resisted his thunder dragon going to sea, but also completely withstood all the energy emitted by the explosion of the violent thunder, and actually walked out unscathed, how could this not make him feel very surprised.

When those viewers saw this scene, they all gasped, and couldn't help but curse in their hearts: "Freak!"

At this moment, Qin Yun didn't have a trace of nonsense, and directly stepped out, turning into a string of lightning-like (body shēn) shadows, and appeared directly in front of Cao Xuanjun.

Cao Xuanjun was shocked and hurriedly wanted to use the (身shēn) method to retreat.

However, Qin Yun's punch, which weighed 10,000 jun, was directly imprinted on his (chest xiōng) mouth, and then Cao Xuanjun's whole person flew out uncontrollably and smashed on the wall of a high platform, smashing the entire high platform directly into a huge deep pit.

Qin Yun stood proudly, and his (挺tǐng) pulled (身shēn) was shaped like a god of war.

He never likes, because fists can say everything for him.