"But that's it!" Thunder Lion's disdain came out of the Pavilion Master's ears with the sound of his fists exploding.

The words followed the wind, and the pavilion master did not think deeply about the contempt of the thunder lion, and the left ear went in and the right ear went out. As the lord of the court, he has an extraordinary bearing, and he disdains to engage in verbal disputes, even if he knows that the other party is provoking him and hitting him with words.

So what?

Yes, so what? Can you lack a piece of flesh, or an arm or a leg? No, verbal blows can only leave a shadow on the heart and interfere with the mind.

This is a villain's act, not a gentleman's doing.

Of course, at such a moment, no one talks about the gentleman villain, everything revolves around victory, as long as the victory, killing the other party, and living yourself, does it make a difference in what kind of behavior? No, everyone is killed, is it meaningful to talk about the gentleman villain?

Fighting all the way, the Pavilion Master deeply realized the strength of the Thunder Lion, and he could completely abuse him with his bare hands! So what? He had a reason to fight, and behind him was the Sword Pavilion, there were thousands of disciples, and there were human races, and he didn't just represent himself.

He can escape, the Thunder Lion is strong, but he is not strong enough to leave him who can flee with one heart, but he can't do this, he is gone, what should the disciples do?

The Sword Pavilion is a barrier, it stands here, the purpose is to resist the demon race, the Sword Pavilion is destroyed, what should the Terran beings under its protection do? Let the demon patriarch drive straight in? Let the human race live in the oppression of the demon race, and live in dire straits?

He can't do it!

If you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be good alone.

This is not an empty word, he is not alone, he has the entire human race behind him, and the thousands of disciples of the entire Sword Pavilion are supporting, and he has a responsibility on his shoulders, and he has not yet reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, giving up everything to survive alone.

The long sword with a roaring sound, turned into a clear spring, and seemed to be wrapped in stormy waves, colliding with the iron fist of the thunder lion, in the sound of clanging, the sound of gold and iron colliding, thunder and lightning from the thunder lion's fist to the long sword, wrapped in irritable, destroying all the breath, spread all the way along the arm, the meridians were numb, causing the arm to tremble.

The pavilion master immediately noticed the difference, there was a difference from the previous fist collision, when it was, it collided with the fist wrapped in thunder and lightning with the thunder lion, and the thunder and lightning could only scurry around on the surface of his fist, constantly shocking the cuticle of the fist, and it would not spread along the arm.

At this time, the thunder and lightning are extremely aggressive, and can be transmitted along the long sword, affecting the meridian nerves, and the pavilion master believes that if this situation is not improved, the thunder and lightning transmitted will accumulate in the body, and at a certain moment, the body will not be able to bear it, and there will be a pause, even if it is a short moment, it will lead to death.

The master made a move, and the moment he won it, he caught the other party's flaws, the pavilion master thought that he was still a master, and Lei Shi was a master who was even higher than him, so the moment he was unwell, the other party would not be unable to catch it.

Just as the Pavilion Master thought, seeing that he was affected by the thunder and lightning, his attack moves were subtle and unnatural, and the Thunder Lion's attack became more and more urgent. The two of them fought extremely fast, exchanging many attacks at lightning speed.

The sword walked lightly, and when he encountered the powerful fist of the thunder lion, the power of the light spirit could not be exerted, and the pavilion master had a feeling of being cocooned and bound. In the eyes of outsiders, in the face of the attack of the Thunder Lion, the pavilion master looked like he was holding the victory and not moving, and who did he tell the grievances in his heart.

The rock wall behind him was destroyed under the pressure of the two of them, and the pit that imprinted the shape of the pavilion master was even more shattered under the moves of the two. Not to mention that the surrounding trees have been shaken into debris, flying in the fist and sword momentum, crushed again, and disappeared completely.

In the end, he couldn't withstand the strength of Lei Lion's fist, and the pavilion master couldn't help but take half a step back, and his back almost wanted to stick to the rock wall.

An angry roar came from the mouth of the pavilion master, after being devastated by thunder and lightning for a long time, the arm holding the sword appeared numb, and he was no longer flexible, and in the face of the attack of the thunder lion, there was a delay every time, not that his reaction could not keep up with the speed of the thunder lion, but that the impact had been serious enough to hinder his play.

With the roar, the pavilion master's muscles and bones trembled, and the long sword in his hand made a vibrating sound, and the air around the sword body transmitted ripples, and the space was slightly distorted. The earth trembled under the pavilion master's feet, and countless pieces fell from the stone wall behind him, and before they could land, they were shattered by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

The sky is falling apart, this is the best description of the two fighting.

The eruption of the pavilion master forced the thunder lion to the front line, his body shook, and the long sword fluctuated with mysteries, like water tenderness, and gently brushed the thunder lion's fist.

In the face of the pavilion master's sword momentum with the law of the water system, the thunder lion did not dare to touch it, his feet couldn't help but move back again, widen the distance, wrapped in the thunder and lightning's fists, stretched out, the two palms slapped together, and when they pulled away again, a tortuous thunder drilled out from the palms of the two hands, and as the distance increased, the thunder that flashed the arc turned into a long sword that twisted and twisted.

The pavilion master saw clearly that this was not a real long sword, but an extremely compressed thunder, a product of the high density of thunder. There is no physical tenacity, but it has the advantages that the physical sword body does not have, as long as the cultivation is still there, and the ability to control electricity is still there, this sword is immortal, even if it is destroyed and annihilated, it can still be condensed by the thunder lion again.

"Go!" A burst of shouts came from the mouth of the thunder lion, and the curved thunder long sword was beyond the expectations of the pavilion, and it was not held by the thunder lion to resist the spirit sword of the pavilion master, but turned into a streamer.

The pavilion master wanted to retreat and stagger, so as to avoid the thunder sword that attacked the chest and abdomen, and suddenly remembered that there was not an empty field behind him, and he looked at a stone wall, without the ability to pass through the wall, he could only change his body, tuck his abdomen and twist his waist, and barely avoid the vital point, but his waist and ribs were still cut by the thunder sword, and the hot pain was accompanied by the smell of burnt flesh and blood.

"Not good!" The great threat spread in his heart, the pavilion master was suddenly startled, and the thunder lion in front of him once again condensed a thunder long sword, this was not what made him feel threatened, the real threat was the thunder long sword that was half drilled into the stone wall on the waist side, and the fiery breath of irritability scorched the waist ribs. The hot is bearable, but what I can't stand is the breath of rapid heating and expansion, "It's going to explode!"

He didn't care about attacking the Thunder Lion, his feet were on the ground, his body was fluttering, and he moved quickly to the side. After all, it was a step too slow, and in the loud roar, the arc flickered, and the gravel jumped. The pavilion master snorted, and his fluttering body flew out stiffly, his waist and ribs were destroyed again, the blood was all over the place, his clothes were broken like beggars, and there were wounds everywhere.

At this time, where can I still care about dressing up, and the other thunder sword of the thunder lion rushed out with the sound of lightning. Blood spurted out one after another, and the numb body flew stiffly in the air, once again pierced by the Thunder Sword.

The pavilion master fell to the ground with a pop, and the fist-sized hole in his chest was transparent before and after, but fortunately, the wound was scorched by the thunder and lightning, and no blood flowed out. The thunder sword that passed through his chest still had residual strength, and it flew out more than ten zhang before exploding.

A blessing in misfortune.

"Ahem!" The pavilion master lay on his back, blood coughed up from his mouth, his eyes were gray, and cloudy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "It's over, the Sword Pavilion is over!"