Zhuo Wushuang's tone gradually increased, and every word "war" in his mouth seemed to be full of peerless elegance, slightly tragic, but also heroic.

The Thunder King spread out his hands, and under the gaze of everyone, it seemed that a small sapling appeared from his palm, and there were thunderbolts and thunderbolts around him, and the eyes of the people present were extraordinary, even if they couldn't see what kind of energy was contained in it, but it could be deduced that this magical power was by no means ordinary.

The eyes of everyone looking at Zhuo Wushuang were a little complicated, under such a power, how could he resist? It seemed that everyone already had the answer in their hearts, this was a dead end.

Zhuo Wushuang's thinking was clear at the moment, and he had reached the subtle realm, he could already maintain absolute calm in the battle, only to see him stretch out his hands unhurriedly, and he had never seen any spiritual power fluctuations, his fingers were slightly bent, and an arc-shaped afterimage was drawn in front of him.

The air around him suddenly became warm, and as the raindrops slid down, a fierce murderous aura came out of his body. Although there were a little drops of water on his face, it had to be said that at this moment, he had revealed the most terrifying power in his life to the world.

At this moment, the index finger of the Thunder King's right hand pointed forward, and the energy that had been accumulated in his palm for a long time rushed towards Zhuo Wushuang like a tide.

"I have been in the world for thirty-four years, and I have only known the way forward since this moment, and I finally realized the way of the dripping sword. ”

A faint voice spat out from Zhuo Wushuang's mouth, and a long-suppressed power came out of his body, and the meridians around him made a strange sound, and all parts of his body were covered with blood. Zhuo Wushuang's longevity began to shorten dramatically, his body's original improvement due to cultivation gradually became weaker, and his black hair was eroded by white in an instant.

The Thunder King was moved, "Do you want to do everything you can, just to block this move?" Zhuo Wushuang, you deserve to be a hero of the human race!" As a monk, there are a few people who dare to give everything they have and sublimate into a battle! This is almost a way to play that leaves no way back for themselves, even if it is the moment of life and death, there are not necessarily a few people who have such great courage.

The people behind Zhuo Wushuang were even more stunned, no one could see this scene indifferent, a tragic and desolate aura enveloped everyone, and they began to tremble unnaturally.

Shen Qi accumulated a nameless anger in his heart, he knew that he was not a creature in the Territory Cutting Realm, but seeing this scene in front of him, his eyes gradually moistened, although his experience doomed his mind to be impossible to stay above his peers, but his essence was still a young man full of blood.

"Dripping Sword Dao, bloom your light!" Zhuo Wushuang sword blade forward, a scroll of ink paintings seemed to be outlined on the long sword, the scroll unfolded, and endless sword light erupted, condensing into a rain curtain in mid-air, and blasted towards the Thunder King at once.

I saw an incomparably brilliant brilliance, drawing a dazzling knife mark in mid-air, and then it became dim again, but the terrifying aura did not weaken in the slightest.

But the ensuing scene almost made everyone feel like falling into the clouds, and the Thunder King did not exert any defense, allowing the rain curtain made of sword light to hit his body impartially, and the sound of the sword light shattering was crisp in the ears, but it also made everyone shudder.

"How is it possible!Even if you are a great realm higher than me, it is impossible for you to take over my dripping sword path so easily!" Zhuo Wushuang looked at the Thunder King who was like a demon god in disbelief, his state of mind could no longer remain calm, and the unfathomable scene of the Thunder King had already made him feel hopeless.

At this time, the Thunder King let out a soft sigh, "It's just a fragment of the law, you still want to leave when you come!" The fragment of the Dripping Law that was chopped out by Zhuo Wushuang seemed to have spirituality, and it began to twist, faintly wanting to disappear into the void.

"The law has a spirit, is this also knowing the end of this inevitable death and wanting to escape by yourself?" Zhuo Wushuang's face was like ashes, his eyes stared directly at the fragment of the law, "You are the Dao fruit that I have practiced all my life, if you can keep it, it's good, it's good!"

The law has a spirit and can return to heaven and earth, which is the common knowledge of the cultivation world. But what everyone didn't expect was that the Thunder King was so bold that he didn't want the law to return to heaven and earth, he directly stretched out his left, and actually grabbed the fragments of the law alive.

"Click", a sound similar to broken glass sounded, and the irregular fragment was cut directly on the palm of the Thunder King, and the blood rushed down the wound.

Being injured by the power of the law is definitely not trivial, even if Zhuo Wushuang casts it, the Dao and its incomplete law fragments. Since ancient times, not many monks have dared to directly grasp the law, after all, every law is the carrier of the Tao between heaven and earth, and even if it is a broken law, it can cause irreparable damage to the monk.

"How can anyone catch it directly with his hands, isn't that looking for death?" But what people didn't expect was that the Thunder King was not cut off by the law and died, although the blood in his palm couldn't help but soar, and his appearance was miserable, but his breath was not weakened by a minute and a half.

The fragments of the law also seemed to be frightened, and fled into the void, and have not been seen ever since. The Thunder King's eyes had a bloodthirsty glow, and a look of pity.

"You're a madman!" Zhuo Wushuang shook his head uncontrollably, there was unstoppable blood at the corner of his mouth, and the coughing sound continued, and everyone's eyes were focused on him again.

Zhuo Wushuang, who was originally peerless, was known as one of the strongest men of the human race who had the most hope of provoking the beam, but he was completely destroyed overnight. Looking at his gray hair, everyone's throat seemed to be stuck in something, and they couldn't say a word anymore.

The Thunder King's eyes looking at Zhuo Wushuang were also a little complicated, Zhuo Wushuang didn't care about his evaluation, no one knew what he had paid to gain power, and the long years had made him accustomed to this kind of crazy cultivation.

On the contrary, looking at the almost fallen Terran genius in front of him, he felt a trace of inexplicable depression in his heart. "There are not many people who can make the old man admire, Zhuo Wushuang, you are one. But now, what are you going to do to block my third move?"

Yes, now Zhuo Wushuang's meridians are broken, his longevity has plummeted, and his Dao foundation is damaged, and his physical condition is even inferior to that of a mortal, and it is impossible for him to stop the Thunder King.

Everyone was sad, I don't know if it was for Zhuo Wushuang, or for what happened to him next, the scene became a dead silence, this was a well-planned killing, how could it leave a way for people to live?

"Hehe, since I promised my predecessor to take the third move, how could I not think of the current situation? The senior can perform the third move!" Zhuo Wushuang straightened his waist again, although his body was already in tatters, and it was impossible for him to fight again, but he was still as imposing as a rainbow and was arrogant.

King Lei shook his head and sighed, "Such a good man, really admired by the old man! Although you and I are hostile, I will not kill you completely! You go, take the people behind you away, this bet is considered a win!"

Zhuo Wushuang was a little surprised, he knew that with his current state, it would be impossible to block the third move performed by the Thunder King. The battle between the two clans has nothing to do with right or wrong, even if the Thunder King kills all of them, it is a matter of course, but he didn't expect to wait for such a result.

"Thank you seniors for your pity!" Although the result was a little unexpected, Zhuo Wushuang naturally accepted it calmly, and it was naturally a good thing for the human race that these people behind him could not die.

Afterwards, Zhuo Wushuang clenched his fist at the back of the Thunder King and left in the support of everyone.

"Commander Zhuo, I will definitely find the best healing relics for you from the family!"

"Commander Zhuo, if you hold on a little longer, you will immediately reach the Terran territory in the battlefield of the two clans, where there are so many masters, someone must be able to find a way to heal you!"

......

Zhuo Wushuang was surrounded by everyone, and everyone's eyes were so sincere and full of respect. They knew what it was to survive this trip, and they respected him in their hearts, the elder who had given everything to the Terrans.

"Okay, okay, if your cultivation is gone, it's gone, at least you survived! I'm already a wasted person, you don't need to waste resources on me, as long as you can kill more enemies on the battlefield, it will be the best reward for me!" Zhuo Wushuang's pale face squeezed out a smile, and he didn't seem to feel the slightest loss.

"Brother Zhuo, I ......" In this line of people, Zhuo Wushuang helped Shen Qi a lot, and their relationship was definitely the best, at this moment, Shen Qi's emotions were complicated, and he couldn't say a word of comfort.

Zhuo Wushuang grabbed Shen Qi's hand that had nowhere to put it, his gaze was clear, and he could understand everything that the young man in front of him wanted to express.

Looking at the genuine affection of the teenagers around him for him, he knew that it was all worth it.

......

When Zhuo Wushuang and his party left for about half a pillar of incense, there was a tyrannical force bombarding the place where they had fought before, and the hills collapsed, and the earth was full of ravines of different depths, and there were still thunder and lightning laws that had not disappeared in between.

A ragged man was at the center of his energy, and he let out a terrible howl from his mouth, as if he was experiencing torture unimaginable to ordinary people.

"The law is worthy of being the law, but the old man dragged it out, I didn't expect that a mere fragment of the law displayed by that kid could hurt me like this!

The man's face gradually became clearer, and an excessively young face stepped out of the raging energy center, a pair of demonic pupils with a bloodthirsty light, this was the Thunder King. It's just that the Thunder King at this moment is obviously in a slightly weird state than just now, and that trace of terrifying aura makes people shudder.

The Thunder King muttered to himself, "This Heavenly Dao is really tiresome! The existence that controls the sentient beings, when the cultivation is enough, I want to see and see, why are you so domineering!"