Chapter 482: You Got My Old Life

"Heaven and earth are thick and don't care about my!"

Hearing Wantu's contemptuous words, Chen Zheng became even angrier, his body advanced rapidly, and he attacked in a row.

The fists were wrapped in the power of thunder, and the wind and rain bombarded wildly, and immediately after the "Thunder Soaring Clouds", the second type of "Thunder Fist" was cast, "Five Thunder Boom".

Chen Zhengyi has not relaxed his study of "Thunder Fist", but due to his lack of cultivation strength, even if he has some experience before, he can't use it at will.

Performing the first type of "Thunder Soaring Cloud Movement" can consume most of his original qi, and this second type of "Five Thunder Thunder Peaks" consumes more than twice as much original qi. Once cast, if he can't kill the opponent, he has no ability to fight back.

However, at this moment, in the Thunder Tribulation, there is an endless amount of thunder power to be cited, so he is not afraid that under one blow, the original qi in his body will be consumed.

Five huge thunder runes flashed in the void, and then exploded into five powerful thunderbolts, slashing towards Wantu.

Wantu also wanted to fight back to attack Chen Zheng, but when he felt the five thunderbolts falling, he immediately gave up the attack, and urged the original qi of his whole body to form a solid armor.

"Boom, boom, boom! boom!"

Five thunderbolts fell, and a loud bang broke out that shook the sky. The light of the armor on Wantu's body shone sharply, and a crack appeared.

"Fortunately, it's not a thunderstorm!" Wan Tu let out a cold sweat, although there were cracks in his armor, but fortunately, he still blocked the five thunderbolts.

"Five thunderbolts!"

One blow fell, followed by a second blow.

Bombardment!

The momentum of the waves, the fighting tigers, and the thunder all bloomed, and the soul power of the six-grade soul master simultaneously exerted the immeasurable palm of the sea and bombarded violently.

Chen Zheng has dual martial veins, and the two martial veins have been destroyed and reborn more than a dozen times, each of which is stronger than others' martial veins.

Although Chen Zheng is a two-star of the Dual Martial Vein Spirit Martial Realm, the original qi reserves in his body are not weaker than the four-star martial artists of the Spirit Martial Realm, and even comparable to the five-star martial artists of the Spirit Martial Realm.

What's more, Wan Tu has just been promoted to the five-star of the Lingwu Realm, and his cultivation realm is not stable.

For a while, Wantu was beaten and had no power to fight back.

Wantu was secretly surprised, he didn't expect to be pressed and beaten by a two-star kid in the Spirit Martial Realm, desperately running the original qi to resist, looking for a chance to fight back, but he couldn't find it.

Seeing that the armor around him was about to be bombarded by Chen Zheng, Wantu shouted anxiously, "Wanshu help me!"

Wan Shu was still there in a daze, thinking about why Chen Zheng was able to block him and Wutu's attack, and when he heard Wan Tu's shout, he immediately swung his sword and slashed at Chen Zheng.

The sword qi of the tyrant made Chen Zheng's scalp tingle and his actions a little sluggish from afar, but Chen Zheng had no intention of dodging, once he dodged, it gave Wantu a chance to breathe, and at the same time gave them a chance to join forces to deal with him.

Dealing with a five-star martial artist in the Spirit Martial Realm, he can still deal with it in front of him, if he faces the two, he has no chance of winning.

With his left hand, he summoned the Sky Swallowing Shield and blocked it behind his back, and with his right hand, he continued to use his thunder fist to bombard Wantu.

"Dang!"

Wan Shu's big sword looked at the Heaven Swallowing Shield, and the sword qi that could destroy a mountain disappeared in an instant, but the fierce power of the Lingwu Realm still slashed Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng immediately adjusted his body and wanted to continue to bombard Wantu, but Wantu was so keen, he immediately grabbed the moment when Chen Zheng stumbled, and slapped Chen Zheng is palm, "Die!"

"Dang!"

The original qi of the five stars of the Lingwu Realm poured out, and Wan Tuyi wanted to kill Chen Zheng with one palm, but what he didn't expect was that his palm slapped on Chen Zheng's chest, and it actually made a metallic trill.

Chen Zheng's figure took a few steps backwards, but he didn't spit blood from his mouth, and he didn't look injured in the slightest.

Wan Tu's two old eyeballs almost fell to the ground, how could Chen Zheng's body be so hard? With his five-star cultivation strength in the Spirit Martial Realm, even a piece of fine iron would be turned into slag, how could he not hurt Chen Zheng?

Could it be that Chen Zheng is not a human being, but a spiritual treasure?

"Click!"

And just when Wantu was surprised, a thunderstorm suddenly fell from the sky, engulfing it.

"No!"

Wantu roared in horror, he understood that the thunderbolt at this moment was not Chen Zheng's attack, but a genuine thunderstorm, his own thunderstorm.

Thunder rob the heavens, destroy everything!

Wantu exerted his strength to eat, turned around and ran, but how did he run through the thunderstorm, no matter where he ran, the thunderstorm followed, knowing that it would be blasted into ashes.

Wantu was killed by thunder?

Wan Shu, who attacked Chen Zheng, was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what was going on, it must have been Chen Zheng, who was in the middle of the robbery, who attracted Wantu's thunder tribulation.

How can this be fought?

Wanshu cursed, turned around and fled.

But Chen Zheng, how could he let him escape, the original qi behind him shook violently, and the fish and dragon under his feet were all kinds of changes at full speed, and he caught up with Wanshu in an instant.

"Where to go?"

"Damn, why are you so fast?" Seeing Chen Zheng catching up, Wanshu's face turned green, he was not afraid of Chen Zheng, but he was afraid that Chen Zheng would cause him a thunderstorm.

Chen Zheng didn't say a word, he directly punched out, booming, thunder shook the sky, and dazzling thunder flew to Wanshu's back.

Far away, Wan Shu felt that his back was overpowered, and he had goosebumps all over his body, "Mom!"

Seeing the tragic scene of Wantu, where did Wanshu dare to take it hard, and ran wildly, but he tried his best, and he couldn't get rid of Chen Zheng.

A two-star martial artist of the Lingwu Realm chased a five-star martial artist of the Lingwu Realm and fled in a hurry.

The martial artists of both the Heavenly Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were stunned, feeling that this picture was unreal, which was fundamentally contrary to the law of the martial arts.

Martial artists with the ability to challenge beyond the level do exist, but after three stars, they can still run after each other, I'm afraid it's unique.

Vientiane was even more dumbfounded, he originally thought that inviting two old ancestors would be able to turn the tide of the battle and destroy the incoming Wentian Sect. But he didn't expect that one of the two ancestors would die in the blink of an eye, and the other would be chased all over the ground like a rabbit.

The Ten Thousand Swords Gate is over!

At this moment, Vientiane suddenly became disheartened and had no will to fight.

"Roar!"

The next moment, a huge white tiger filled his pupils, and its bloody mouth opened wide, biting off his head at once.

At the moment of death, he saw that Wanshu was locked by the thunderstorm, and he was already screaming miserably, and it would not take long for it to turn into ashes.

"Daddy!"

Not far away, Wan Wuyi saw his father Vientiane being bitten to death by the white tiger, screamed, and wanted to rush over to rescue, but was slapped into a cloud of blood mist by the white tiger's paw.

"The light of fireflies also dares to compete with the sun and the moon!"

The white tiger learned Wantu's tone, snorted coldly, and roared loudly.

"Roaring ......"

The tiger roared in the mountains and rivers, trembling the air within a radius of ten miles trembled slightly, the warrior of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was clever, and immediately reacted, the two ancestors of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate were killed by thunder, the master of the door was killed by the white tiger, and the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was finished!

As soon as the strong man died, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect suddenly lost the courage to fight, and they scattered like birds and beasts. The people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect only chased and killed a martial artist who was originally cultivated as a strong one, and did not pursue and kill them comprehensively, after all, the troops were insufficient.

However, after eliminating the powerhouses above the Xuanwu Realm in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, it is impossible for the Ten Thousand Swords Gate to be re-established.

Guihai listened to the waves and breathed a long sigh of relief, seeing that Chen Zheng had already come first, crossing the thunderstorm behind, knowing that Chen Zheng was not injured, he immediately began to treat the other wounded.

A day later, Chen Zheng survived the thunder tribulation, stabilized his cultivation to the realm, ended his cultivation, and came to Xuanxi's side.

Because Xuan Xie first suffered the attack of the sword array, and then suffered a joint blow from Wantu and Wanshu, his injuries were relatively serious, even if he had the cultivation strength of the five-star of the Spirit Martial Realm, he did not recover for a while.

Chen Zheng came behind Xuan Xie, gently pressed his hands on the latter's back, and then transported the original qi containing the power of thunder in his body to Xuan Xie's body.

Under Chen Zheng's guidance, the power of thunder did not burst out with destructive power, but exuded the power of rebirth, quickly repairing Xuanxie's injuries.

After a stick of incense, the injuries of Xuanyi will be healed.

Chen Zheng withdrew his palm to regulate pranayama, Xuan Xie was a five-star powerhouse in the Lingwu Realm, healing him and consuming most of Chen Zheng's original qi.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a low explosion suddenly came from Xuan Xie's body, and then, an extremely powerful aura spread out from Xuan Xie's body, making many of the disciples of the Heavenly Sect around him breathless.

"Lingwu Realm Six Stars!"

Xuanye suddenly opened his eyes, laughed, his face was full of red light, and he was full of spirit, as if he was hundreds of years younger in an instant.

"Ancestor, are you promoted?" Guihai asked in a low voice.

"Not bad!" Xuan Xie nodded with a smile, his eyes fell on Chen Zheng's body, "I haven't broken through for two hundred years, Chen Zheng is you who helped me break through!"

"It's the old man's accumulation, I'm just an introduction!" Chen Zheng naturally understood that the original qi he had conveyed to Xuan Evil was not enough for a five-star powerhouse in the Spirit Martial Realm to break through.

"Hahaha......"

Xuan smiled evilly, his heart was full of gratitude, he just helped Chen Zheng a little when he was in Sunrise City, but Chen Zheng had already saved his life twice, and also helped him break through the cultivation realm that he hadn't broken through for a long time.

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to break through in another two hundred years!

Hearing this, everyone who asked the Heavenly Sect was stunned, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

Xuan Xie is the ancestor of the Heavenly Sect, he is the strongest man in the Eastern Regions, and now he has been promoted to the sixth star of the Lingwu Realm, and he can't find an opponent. The lives of the entire Eastern Regions warriors were in his hands, so how could he hand over his life to others?

Chen Zheng also didn't expect Xuanyi to say such a thing, he has always regarded Xuanyi as a senior, and he revered it in his heart, and never wanted to accept Xuanyi as a means of accepting it, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I can't help it! I can't help it! The old-timers are joking!"

"I'm serious!" said Xuanye solemnly.

He has lived for more than a thousand years, and he has reached the limit of the five-star life of the Lingwu Realm, if he can't break through to the six-star of the Lingwu Realm, he may die within a year or two.

Now, Chen Zheng helped him break through to the six-star of the Lingwu Realm, and gave him a life span of one or two hundred years, and this kind of great favor has not been repaid by an old life!