Liu stood there with one hand and let the thunder haunt him, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's kind of interesting, and now it's kind of interesting. ”

Step by step towards the world of thunder.

"So is your ability to copy? Can any exercise be copied, or can you only copy the thunder attribute exercise?"

In the eyes of everyone, Liu Yiyi walked towards the Holy Son, and countless violent thunderbolts swept in, turning into a thunder dragon to devour the sky and the earth.

However, again, you will only copy other people's exercises, and you will never know what the real thunder is. ”

Smack!

Liu raised his hand with one hand, grabbed the thunder dragon swimming in front of him in his hand, and closed his five fingers, which was instantly shattered.

"Your thunderbolts are like toys, not worth mentioning. ”

"Haha, I'm not ashamed to say it, I think that if I win by luck once, I will be arrogant, even if this is the case, then let you see the true power of the Thunder Bloodline. ”

"Come out of the thunder pool!"

The Holy Son burst out, a thunder pool full of thunder descended from the void, and a purple thunder god composed of thunder roared out of the thunder pool, looking up to the sky and roaring, with the thunder dragon wrapped around his hand, and a destructive power was transmitted out, shocking all the disciples were shocked in their hearts, and a sense of powerlessness rose in their hearts.

"The power of thunder is the most powerful force in this world, and anyone who provokes his divine might will be reduced to ashes. ”

Feng Wuying opened his hands, and the thunder between his palms condensed together, and the power of thunder in the void roared down and grew stronger.

"Die!" Feng Wuying roared angrily, and with a press of his palms, the thunder god who burst out of divine power stretched out his huge palm and crushed towards Liu.

Liu Yishou still looked calm, staring at Feng Wuying, who was entangled in thunder: "Having a strong bloodline, that can only mean that your ancestors were strong, it doesn't mean that you are also strong, you guys who either rely on bloodline or physique, never understand the importance of accumulating heritage, thinking that if you have bloodline, you will desperately break through the realm, in my eyes, you guys are not even qualified to be my opponents." ”

Raising his palm to support Thor's giant palm, a huge force blasted towards Thor, and Thor Tengteng took several steps back.

"That's it. Liu Yishou said with disdain: "What is the bloodline, and the thunder god is summoned, the fake is the fake, and there is no combat effectiveness." ”

"Holy Son, you have never seen the true power of thunder, let you see it today, come out the real thunder god. ”

Liu threw Thor's hammer into the air with one hand, and a black Thor's god slowly walked out of Thor's hammer.

Thor walked under the starry sky, and the thunder dragons in the void suddenly quieted down, like a child who had done something wrong was discovered by a stern father, and stood in the void with his head down one by one waiting to be punished.

Thor held Thor's hammer in his hand and blasted towards the purple Thor, and with one blow, the purple Thor was instantly shattered.

With a move, the huge blood pool floated in front of the thunder god very obediently, and the thunder god waved his hand towards the thunder dragon, and one after another the thunder dragon disappeared into the thunder pool.

The thunder world built by the Holy Son disappeared in an instant, and Thor nodded at Liu, and a puff of black smoke drilled into Thor's hammer and returned to Liu's hand.

"Holy Son, your so-called Thunder Bloodline, without the power of thunder, what do you have left?"

Rumble!

A pillar of light shot straight into the sky, directly dispersing the black clouds in the void.

In the eyes of everyone, Liu Yishou's appearance changed, and a vast force swept the entire heaven and earth, and that kind of power was like a god descending into the world, suppressing them and prostrate on the ground, not daring to get up.

The black hair that floated up began to change from the root of the hair, and every time it spread, the power became stronger, and it spread to the ends of the hair, the long fiery red hair was like a demon ape descending, and the blood lines appeared from the corners of the eyes, extending to the lower jaw, and the blood-colored eyes stared at the world and the earth, which was terrifying.

Liu stepped out step by step, as if the sky had fallen down, giving people a dull sense of depression.

As soon as his footsteps moved, the long red hair pulled out a red phantom, and instantly appeared beside Feng Wuying, and before the Holy Son could react, he was grabbed by a giant palm and lifted up.

"Feel it! That's the power of the heritage. Liu Yiyi was condescending, and his blood-colored eyes were full of disappointment: "Your so-called powerful bloodline is worthless in my opinion. ”

"You look high in front of Xuankong Mountain with the so-called powerful bloodline, but I don't know that my Xuankong Mountain doesn't rely on blood, and I still beat you into a dead dog. ”

Arrogant, arrogant voices erupted.

The disciples in the audience grabbed their heads with both hands, as if the blood and qi in their bodies had boiled and were about to erupt.

"Senior brother, the gods are invincible. ”

Without relying on blood, he can crush the Holy Son with a strong bloodline.

These words have completely excited them.

"No way. The wind roared without a shadow, constantly struggling, and countless fist prints bombarded Liu Yishou's body.

He didn't believe that this would be the case, his dignified holy son was actually defeated by a disciple of Xuankong Mountain, and now he was caught and humiliated by the other party.

Bang!

A light punch hit Feng Wuying's abdomen, Feng Wuying's body bowed, and the clothes on his back were impacted by the strength of the fist, and they exploded directly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly. The originally angry eyes began to fade, as if they had lost consciousness.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore, your strength is too weak, send you to heaven. "Liu's five fingers in one hand formed a fist, and the chaotic qi in his body condensed, and this punch would definitely turn the Holy Son into a blood mist.

"Shaft, you dare?"

There was a burst of shouts in the void, and the Purple Thunder Saint turned into a bolt of lightning from the void and attacked directly towards Liu Yi.

"Haha, I finally came out, just waiting for you to come. Liu glanced at the old man in front of him casually: "Why are you having such a big temper? This wind without a shadow can't be your illegitimate child!"

"Presumptuous, Purple Thunder Four Yang Gong. ”

The Purple Thunder Saint burst out, and countless rays of light were pulled out from behind him, as if they were being trained, bending from behind and covering his fists.

"I like hard work, but it's much more practical than those fancy skills. Liu Yishou smiled, in the outside world, he met the first time to use hard skills to fight, and his heart was very comfortable.

This old man is much more real than the Holy Son, and he knows that the power of thunder is ineffective against Liu, so he directly switches to hard skills, and without thunder, he can still crush the other party.

Liu's one-handed punch was also a five-finger fist, and he came directly to the counter.

Boom!

Like a divine drum beating at the scene, it spread throughout the whole world, someone's ear drum was roaring, the corners of the mouth were bleeding, and he was almost shocked to death.

The strength of the two fists was so fierce that it made the heavens and the earth tremble. The ring is rumbling and sinking.

The Purple Thunder Saint is like a purple sun, bursting out with thousands of killing swords, this is a lore that unfolds in the bombardment, rushing towards Liu Yishou's physique, wanting to strangle him.

"Get out!"

Liu roared with one hand, his blood-colored long hair fluttered wildly, and the whole body was full of heavenly winds, and the golden runes evolved into a big killing weapon, shattering the purple killing sword.

The terrifying bombardment, the purple killing sword and the killing weapon hidden in the heavenly wind, went up and down under the starry sky, and launched a fierce confrontation.

"Take my punch!"

Liu roared with one hand, his fist erupted into a divine tide, and a punch hit the Heavens and Stars, and the terrifying fist wind pressed on the Purple Thunder Saint, making his body writhe.

Thundered!

The heavenly wind roared, blowing as much as it wanted, invading the body of the Purple Thunder Saint.

Zi Lei's eyebrows were raised slightly, but it was too late, the heavenly wind that invaded his body was not strong, and he could directly crush it with his internal strength.

But these days, the wind erupted golden runes, and in an instant, a giant hammer evolved and blasted towards his spine.

The Purple Thunder Saint was smashed by the giant hammer and flew out, he fell to the ground, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, his brows were furrowed, and he was in pain, but he held back.

"The Purple Thunder Saint is injured. ”

The whole audience was fried, especially the two elders of Haixin Pavilion and Tianyin Pavilion, it was unbelievable, Zi Lei was actually injured.

"What kind of weird ability is this? Just now, Zi Lei's vertebrae seemed to move, as if they were about to collapse. Haixin Pavilion was stunned for a while.

"This is the terrifying lethality caused by internal strength, if it weren't for the strong body of the Purple Thunder Saint, he would have been beaten in half by that kid just now. Elder Tianyin Pavilion said.

The Holy Son was stunned for a while, this guy kept his hand on himself, otherwise with this trick, he would have cooled down.

"Damn, it's a physical technique. Ye Qingqiu said in a low voice: "The physical technique has actually reappeared, where did he find it?"

"It should have been created by him, have you forgotten the hand-to-hand combat method he learned from the true solution of the Sword God?" Xuanyuan Potian couldn't wait to ask Liu Yishou for this trick: "However, this can't be a body technique, but a supreme method that can break the body." ”

Xuanyuan broke the sky and awakened the god king's physique, and his memory became more information about physical arts, he knew that Liu Yishou was deduced from the golden runes, not a real physical technique, if this was a real physical technique, just now, the Purple Thunder Saint would be finished.

He was shocked and injured just after the fight, which made the face of the Purple Thunder Saint not good-looking, and he felt that this kid's physical strength was a little outrageous, how did this guy cultivate.

"You are very good, let go of the Holy Son, I can let you go. ”

The expression on Zi Lei's face recovered, his whole body was full of purple air, and the cracked part of his spine recovered, and his breath did not increase or weaken by half a minute.

"It is worthy of the physique of the sanctification of the flesh. ”

The purple thunder dragon walked in a tiger step, with a very terrifying momentum, walked in front of Liu Yishou, and said.

The Purple Thunder Saint seemed to have moved his true character, and the purple qi burned all over his body, and there were faint fierce and peerless fluctuations to be beaten, mysterious and terrifying.

This kind of aura made Liu Yi's eyes squint slightly, feeling that the other party was going to get serious and show his strongest state.

"Boy, let go of the Holy Son. Purple Thunder roared.

"Okay!" Liu said with a smile with one hand, grabbing the Holy Son with his left hand and smashing it directly towards Zilei. The powerful air flow attacked, and the purple thunder was about to fight back, but when his eyes were fixed, he found that the Holy Son was being used as a weapon to blast at him, and he raised his breath violently and retreated dozens of feet away.

"The bastard boy actually used the Holy Son as a weapon. ”

Zi Lei didn't expect this Xuankong Mountain disciple to be so despicable and shameless, if it weren't for his quick reaction, I'm afraid that the punch just now would have been able to blow the Holy Son to death.

"A strong person is to use everything, everything has his role, but you are too stupid and never pay attention to it. ”

With a flick of his arm with one hand, Liu slammed the Holy Son to the ground, and with a roar, the gravel flew and the ground cracked.

"You see, what a weapon in your hand, not only flesh and blood, but also softness, you don't use it, just because you haven't felt the power of this weapon. ”

Rumble!

With a stumbling footstep, the ground cracked, and an afterimage appeared in place.