Chapter Forty-Seven: The Sky Thunders and Slayers the True Dragon!

The seven blows of the purple thunder have never been a complicated martial arts, the spring thunderstorm is a simple split, the heavenly whirlwind is a high-speed rotation to produce a knife whirlwind, the attack and defense are one, and the thunder and thunder are continuous nine swords...... Similarly, the final form of the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes, the furious thunder tore the sky and the earth, excluding the thunder and lightning ball on the tip of the knife that was condensed to the extreme, and on the surface, it was just a jump split.

Jump Split, the warrior's basic move, falls from a great height, borrowing gravitational acceleration to gain more destructive power in pursuit of stronger damage to the enemy.

The moves that every warrior learns and has tried before, are simple and can hardly be called "moves", that is, simply falling from a high place to attack...... But when the person who jumped and split was replaced by a 100-meter-high thunder giant and a purple thunder broadsword of more than 50 meters, how terrifying should the ensuing destructive power be?

The speed of sound has long been unable to catch up with the pace of the thunder giant, and the air has been heated to an unknown number of degrees by the shining electric light, and it has been ruthlessly broken by the purple thunder broadsword, forming an arc-shaped vacuum. Like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, it slashes straight down towards the black sun!

- Angry thunder tearing the world apart?

This surprise of Ashiya Daoman is not trivial, thousands of years ago, he had suffered a big loss of this trick, the woman named Xin Bi'an was yelling the name of this move, holding a purple thunder knife and a jump split, almost cutting off the triumphant self at that time, and Yang Yun took out this trick with his hand, which made him even more surprised.

"However, do you really think that the poor monk is still a poor monk from a thousand years ago, and he will be slashed twice by the same move!"

Ashiya Michiman's roar, the Thousand Eyes that surrounded Black Da Ri stared at the sky, and shot a jet-black ray of sin at the thunder and lightning giants that fell from the sky, meeting the purple thunder broadsword that fell straight down.

The thickness of each sin ray could not be compared to the purple thunder and lightning at all, but more than a thousand sin rays were launched together, which still slowed down the momentum of the fall slightly, and at the same time, the thunder and lightning collided violently with sin, producing a burst of violent explosions. It was under this slowness that under the black sun, a pentagram suddenly lit up, as if triggering some mechanism, and the huge black sun suddenly shrank and disappeared in place.

And a thousandth of a second later, the tip of the thunderball slashed straight through the pentagram seal, as if cutting off a piece of white paper, and then slammed to the ground...... Like a meteorite descending from the sky, the angry thunder condenses at a point and expands again. In an instant, the atmosphere within a radius of several kilometers was scorched away, and even the space was torn apart!

No sound sounded, because the terrifying power of the purple thunder had already swept away all the medium of sound transmission. A few seconds later, the sound of the explosion came from the place where the thunderball fell, and with a light that could almost blind people's eyes, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the surface, and the thunderbolt cut countless long ravines out of the already overwhelmed earth, and the terrain of the entire battlefield was almost permanently changed under one blow!

"Hah! Have you seen the poor monk's Tao full of seals? ”

A few kilometers away, the space fluctuated, and with the five-pointed star seal that appeared on the surface, the black sun reappeared from the void, followed by the triumphant and crazy shout of Ashiya Road: "Do you really think that the poor monk has done nothing in these sealed years?" For thousands of years, the poor monk had already carved two hundred and ninety-seven nodes into this sealed subspace! ”

"These nodes are hidden in inconspicuous places by the poor monks, whether they are inside the stone, or above the ground, or in the void, or anywhere on the surface...... As long as a node is not destroyed, the poor monk can freely teleport in a very short time! So just with the old tricks of a thousand years ago, you will never be able to hurt me! ”

"Is that really the case?"

Walking out of the mushroom cloud, the thunder and lightning on the thunder giant seemed to dim a little, but the bold big face showed a disdainful expression: "Do you really think that you escaped by yourself?" ”

"What do you mean......

Before Ashiya Michiman's words were finished, he felt countless sword qi in his body tearing vertically and horizontally, and burst out violently, and the next moment, several thunder and lightning knife marks slowly emerged from all directions of the black sun...... While cutting out several wounds deep into the bone marrow of the black sun, the pitch-black sins hidden under it also exploded in all directions!

"How is that possible!"

The pitch-black sin was like a disgusting sludge to the extreme, falling to the ground from the black sun, bringing up a trace of black mist, and Ashiya Michiman didn't care about the injuries of his body at all, staring at the thunder and lightning giant in front of him, and said in disbelief: "I obviously hid from it!" ”

"If it is so easy to completely dodge it through the means of spatial teleportation, then the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes will not be the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes."

Yang Yun didn't even bother to explain to Ashiya Michiman, no matter how simple the move was, with the blessing of the powerful subtle power, it also had the possibility of turning decay into magic, not to mention that the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.

Ashiya Michimitsu was able to use spatial teleportation at will within this seal, which in itself took advantage of the instability of the space here, and if he fought normally outside the subspace, even with years of preparation, he would not be able to easily reproduce this method.

And Yang Yun also grasped the spatial fluctuation of that star, and sent part of the power of the thunderball over along the spatial rift that had never been closed. Even if Ashiya Michiman escaped from the original landing point through spatial teleportation, the lightning ball condensed to the extreme could still spread along the wave traces of the space like an appendage, tearing apart Ashiya Michiman's body!

"So what! This little injury can't even scratch me! ”

Ashiya Michiman shouted, just in the moment of these two sentences, the deep knife marks on the surface of the black sun had already turned and twisted, and began to heal rapidly, this powerful recovery ability was really terrifying: "You can't kill me!" Since this trick failed to kill me a thousand years ago, it won't work a thousand years later! ”

"Don't worry, that trick just now is just a greeting gift."

Listening to Ashiya Michiman's words, Yang Yun showed a smile, and the same was true on the face of the bold young man, but this smile looked more like a male lion showing its fangs to outsiders.

Purple lightning surged, countless thunder lights exploded instantly, one after another, one pushed another, one fast like one, condensed behind the thunder giant, turned into thousands of sword lights, shaped like a snake, like a dragon......

"Eighth ......"

"The sky thunders and slayers the real dragon!"

(End of chapter)