Zi Ling was waiting for Yuwen Leidong's words, and everyone only heard her giggle, and her two slender palms shook violently.

"Click...... Boom!"

In an instant, the void seemed to turn into a sea of thunder, two purple thunder dragons suddenly flashed, and the sky curtain seemed to be shattered by a giant drum beaten by the gods, accompanied by a deafening roar towards Yuwen Thunder.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Yuwen Lei snorted coldly, what if the two thunder dragons were so powerful, the purple spirit cultivated in the Heavenly Realm was displayed, and the true power was bound to be vulnerable.

"Whew!"

The long sword in his hand swiped, and a puff of fire appeared, and then it split into two, as if it was slowly and quickly swept towards the thunder dragon.

"Bang bang...... Bang Bang!"

As if the sound of the giant drum shattering, the void became shattered in an instant, and the firelight disappeared at the same time as the thunder dragon, but there was still a majestic thunder power that continued to rush towards Yuwen Thunder.

"Huh?"

Yuwen Lei frowned slightly, he actually underestimated the strength of this little girl, because of carelessness, he could only take a step back, and with a wave of the sleeve of his left arm, the terrifying sleeve wind turned into a hurricane and swept out, which shook the thunder away.

"...... Sonor"

At this moment, only a clear sword roar was heard, like gurgling water, and like a storm enveloping the heavens and the earth, sweeping away all the void for hundreds of miles, and instantly falling on the top of Yuwen Leidong's head.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the layers of sword curtains are intertwined, accumulating more and more, and the power that blooms in them is also becoming more and more powerful, as if there is an ancient fierce beast hidden in the sword curtain, which will break free from the cage and wreak havoc on the world at any time.

"Peak Ancestral Weapon! And this sword trick ......"

The sudden offensive was naturally launched by Murong Fanchen, but it made Yuwen Lei shocked, this old immortal was hidden deep enough, and it was the first time that he used this level of divine weapon in tens of thousands of years of fighting with himself.

In fact, the Murong family, as a descendant of the Litian Sword Saint, not to mention the peak ancestral weapon, and even more powerful divine weapons, but they had never shown it before.

And now, when the identity of the descendant of the Sword Saint has been exposed, and the family is facing life and death, Murong Fanchen naturally has a lot less to worry about.

If it weren't for the fact that he could only control this level of divine weapons, maybe something even more terrifying would have been born.

As for the sword technique, it is naturally the Litian sword technique, but Murong Fanchen has never comprehended it thoroughly after many years of cultivation, so he can only get its form and not see its god.

But Rao is like this, and the power that bursts out is not comparable to the sword momentum he had before.

In this case, he was originally only able to exert fifty percent of his strength, relying on his supernatural powers and divine weapons, the power of this sword has reached more than eighty percent of its peak, or even more.

Yuwen Lei's pupils shrank suddenly, because in his eyes, Murong Fanchen, who had not healed from his injuries, could only exert fifty percent of his strength at most, and he was not afraid.

But at the moment, this scene seems to have completely exceeded expectations.

"Thunder Sword Codex, break!"

Yuwen thundered loudly, the natal divine weapon swayed slightly, and a sun-like thunderbolt surged out from the long sword, tearing the sky in an instant, and emitting a vast coercion that shocked the soul.

If you look closely, you can see that the whole body of this sword is composed of firelight, but it is wrapped in a trace of thunder and lightning on the surface, adding three points of power.

"Dare to control the thunder in front of your aunt and grandmother, and ask for your own hardship!"

Zi Ling's arms suddenly rose in a sneer, his five fingers were opened, and the purple mangs around him were violet, and he shouted: "Nine Heavens Thunder listen to my orders, cut this damn thing to death!"

"Whoa...... Boom!"

In an instant, it was as if the sky was overturned, and countless blacks, whites, blues, and greens ...... Whether it is a color that everyone has seen or has not seen, there are bright thunderbolts falling, evolving into a bizarre world around Yuwen Lei's departure.

The power of the thunder suddenly became countless times stronger, but the power of the sword he slashed out was reduced by three points, not to mention that the thunder sea in front of him was shrinking rapidly, as if it was about to refine him.

"Sneer...... Boom!"

Yuwen Lei's sword move finally came into contact with Murong Fanchen's attack, and the terrifying energy swept through the sky, the void had already become dilapidated, and a vast and majestic wave spread in all directions, and the heavens and the earth shook.

"Stepping on ......"

Yuwen thundered and retreated for more than ten miles, only to feel that his body was sore and numb and unbearable, he didn't have a strong physique, and after being broken through the defense by those thunders, he traveled all over his body, and he felt that even the speed of the flow of source power in his body was a little slower.

"Come again!"

The purple spirit appeared out of nowhere, surrounded by a layer of purple rays like the dawn of the sun, and above her head, there was a sea of thunder that could not be seen.

"Humph!"

Regardless of his injuries and consumption, Murong Fanchen pushed the power of the Litian Sword Technique to the extreme, forming a layer of substantial blue sword curtain rolling in.

Not long after, the face of the Mirror Moon Sect powerhouse became extremely ugly.

Yuwen Leidong, who was supposed to defeat Murong Fanchen and Zi Ling with a devastating force, I don't know if it was because of carelessness or what, he was crushed for a while, although he was not defeated, but it seemed too difficult to reverse the situation of the battle.

"Could it be the Innate Thunder Spirit Body?"

Mo Wubian observed for a while, and always felt that there was something wrong with Zi Ling's situation, and he actually ignored her in his previous understanding of the Murong family's powerhouse.

The battle situation in front of him is obvious, if there is no help from Purple Spirit, Murong Fanchen is bound to be defeated if he can't last ten moves, but with this little girl of unknown origin, can he maintain the balance of this battle?

This girl obviously only has the seventh step of cultivation in the Heavenly Rank Realm, and she is not even at the peak, and her combat power is not much worse than that of Murong Fanchen, especially the means of controlling the thunder with one hand, so that Mo Wubian has to doubt the innate spirit body.

However, it is rare for an innate spirit to appear in 10,000 years, how can it be so coincidental?

It must be known that after Murong Wan asked Zhan Yuwen Lei to stay in the wind, the two major forces discovered that she was the secret of the innate water spirit body.

If the purple spirit is also a demon of this level, it is indeed unacceptable.

But if the purple spirit is not an innate thunder spirit body, it seems that it can't explain the scene in front of him.

A full half an hour passed, and the thunder was rolling in the sky above Fengxi City, and the sword qi was rampant, and the people in the city were afraid that they would accidentally fall with a thunderbolt or sword.

"Boom la la ......"

Suddenly, a canopy of heaven was directly torn apart by the fierce sword qi, and thousands of sword rays burst out from it, like a rising sun, and endless light sprinkled in all directions.

And these rays of light were actually made of swords one after another, and they shot towards Yuwen Thunder like an overwhelming force.

"And me!"

Another coquettish shout rang out, and the thunder in the sky suddenly stagnated, and it was compressed together under the control of those small hands, turning into a thick pillar of multicolored thunder light that shattered the space, and instantly enveloped Yuwen Thunder.

"Sword Codex, Thunder Burst!"

Yuwen Lei raised his head to the sky and drank violently, and the little source power left in his body frantically surged towards his arm.