Chapter 1067: Thunderbolt

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In that mournful roar, Lu Shuguang and the three of them were like mourners, five million Xuanshi, five million Xuanshi were gone!

Is it really as simple as only five million? Eyes moved to the rear, what about the other people from Chejin Village who learned the results of the game? When placing bets before, in order to show the heroism of the Tujia family, most of the Xuanjing Rings in the Xuanming Ring were smashed out!

There are millions of people per person, and if you add them up, three hundred, that's a lot of money!

"Wu Zifeng, you are a waste, even the people of the Guiyuan Sect and the Iron Blood Sect can't beat ......" Bao Pengyu's eyes were red, jumping in the crowd, and he yelled at Zifeng. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing the sound, Zifeng's footsteps stiffened, and he slowly turned his head...... Just when Zifeng's eyes were about to touch him, a short body was hidden in the crowd, and Bao Pengyu didn't even dare to raise his head.

As for Xiang Xin, who was caught off guard by the quilt and looked at it rightly, Qin Dou and the others had already broken out in a cold sweat!

In Chejin Village, the hundreds of people in front of him were not afraid of An E and a group of elders and sect masters, but only three people. The first person, the cold and glamorous, illogical Ximen Meng, a terrible woman with an inflated sense of feminism, can be seen from the occupation of the small river in Chejin Village.

The second person, Baili Xi, beat the entire Chejin Village with his fist, so that the people of Chejin Village after that, even if they heard the footsteps from afar, no matter what they were doing, they all ran back to their residences like crazy, hid the door deeply, and didn't even dare to breathe!

The third person is none other than Wu Zifeng. A teenager who trampled the immeasurable mountain under his feet with his feet. The only time he was angry, if it wasn't for the elders to stop him, the Ge Sword of the Middle Martial Emperor Realm would have been killed in his hands! Everyone would rather face Baili Xi than be stared at by Zifeng!

"Run......" I don't know who shouted first, and everyone dispersed in a hurry......

Niu Zhuang glared at Zifeng viciously, "Good luck for you!" He still thought that it was because of Fang Cai's battle with Shi Qian that he gave Zifeng a chance to draw the Howling Heaven Talisman.

A smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the sound of swords clashing on the battlefield around him again, listened to the gradual boos around him, and turned to walk towards the stands......

This time, whoever won by suppressing Wu Zifeng lost everything. There are two ways to be remembered, either the other person likes you, or they make them hate you, and the most unforgettable thing is the person you love and hate.

"Brother Zifeng, why don't you beat him up!" Zi Yan raised her little hand and said angrily.

Sitting down, his brows frowned slightly, "Zi Yan, have you seen Xin'er?" Why until this moment, Zifeng still hasn't seen the shadow of the fourth palace. Yesterday, when he heard that the four palaces were fighting on the side peak, Zifeng had been there, and after waiting for a few hours, he only saw a disciple of Yunlan Palace, and it was only five breaths from the appearance to the end of the battle!

Tossing and turning with a few side peaks, still not seeing the slightest shadow of Xuanqing Palace, I couldn't help but panic in my heart, didn't Xin'er participate in this sect competition?

With this question, Zi Yan's face instantly became unnatural, her eyes dodged, and her breathing became slightly short. Before, Sister Tang Yun repeatedly warned her not to tell Brother Zifeng about Xin'er, for fear that he would not be able to control it and would leave Dabidu behind for the sake of Xin'er.

sat down and hugged Zi Yan in his arms, "You said Xin'er, I seem to have seen it." Tang Yun nodded heavily.

"Really?" Zifeng asked in surprise.

Lin Xuanke didn't understand Tang Yun's deep meaning at first, but when he saw the excited look on Zifeng's face, he understood a little.

However, Xin'er seems to be very valued by the Xuanqing Palace, and except for the appearance of the battle, others can't see her at all. "Follow the temptation, several of the women know in their hearts that the sect comparison has no meaning to Zifeng, what Zifeng did is just Xin'er, he has not had a masked sister for two years!

"That's right, it's the spatial rift, when the game is over, it disappears. If you want to meet Xin'er, you can't afford to lose another game. Leng Ruxue leaned over and reminded him.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, stood up, and the bones of his whole body crackled...... "Lose?"

In the field, Jing Ao, Huo Yan and their respective opponents, the wind of fighting is on fire, in just a few months of sectarian career, Jing Ao has reached the late stage of the Martial King, Huo Yan is only half a step slower, the middle stage of the Martial King, only one step away from the late stage.

Looking at it, Zifeng suddenly found a very strange phenomenon, more than 100 people in the audience were fighting, but when everyone's exercises came out together and filled their eyes, the messy exercises seemed to have the same trajectory!

What's going on here?

Xiaoguang stretched his waist, "Don't be surprised, in the still space, you are the master of this heaven and earth, if you want to let the thunder split whomever you want, you can try it, if you don't believe it?"

"Strike him with thunder? Is this really possible?" his mind moved, but he saw a few clouds suddenly appear above the originally clear sky, and the range of the clouds was not large, but only a few zhang square, exactly the same area as the 'fog of time' that was swallowed by the original wind.

The cloudless sky, the sudden appearance of a cloud, naturally attracted everyone's attention, not to mention that this cloud floated so low that it was simply within reach.

The clouds floated slowly, slowly above the ridge......

Tai Shi Wang smiled and pointed to the clouds above his head, "It seems that the heavens can't bear it, and the elders are blowing in the wind, so there are clouds coming and going, providing shade and cool for the elders......"

Hearing this, several elders also laughed.

It's just that I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Tai Shi Wang too much...... As soon as the laughter began, the cloud suddenly rolled up, followed by a thunderbolt as thick as a thumb and thunder struck down.

There was a low explosion sound, and a burning smell spread in an instant. Lin Jianfu took a closer look, but saw that a bird's nest had been blown out of the top of Tai Shi Wang's head, his hair was fluffy and messy, and even the clothes on his body were scorched black.

So the slight laughter, after seeing this honor, was like a wild horse that could not be controlled......

"Haha...... I'm laughing to death!" Lin Jianfu clutched his stomach and laughed wildly without an image, Fu Lao Qiang endured it, and finally couldn't help but laugh heartily.

And Tai Shi Wang could only laugh with him.

After that, the cloud slowly floated above the heads of Zi Yan and the others...... Strangely, two hours passed, and the cloud remained motionless in the air, not in the slightest.

Seeing the corners of Zifeng's raised mouth, several people around him were puzzled, how did Zifeng do it?