The battlefield of the two people was overcast, and the pouring rain covered the range of Tang Jiusheng and Ye Gongzi's fight, beyond this range of more than ten zhang distance, there was not a drop of rain, the scene was very weird. The fat man, Xiahou Lingyu and the others watched the two fighting in the rain curtain, and they were all worried about Tang Jiusheng's safety. It wasn't until Xiahou Lingyu saw that Tang Jiusheng had used the lightning channeling technique that he was slightly relieved.

A series of silver light of heavenly thunder kept smashing on Ye Gongzi's head, Ye Gongzi became agitated, rushed forward at great speed, and stabbed Tang Jiusheng, Tang Jiusheng swept back rapidly while guiding the heavenly thunder, but he was still a step slower, Tang Jiusheng was hit by a sword in his left shoulder, although the Qilin soft armor offset part of the damage, but there were still blood flowers that immediately splashed out. Tang Jiusheng was indifferent and continued to guide Tianlei. He's already on it.

Ye Gongzi followed the form like a shadow, and stabbed out a fierce sword again, Tang Jiusheng flashed sharply, but the speed was still a little slower, and he was hit by another sword in his right shoulder, and blood splashed out. Soon, Tang Jiusheng was also hit by a sword in his left chest, fortunately, he dodged quickly, otherwise a sword would be cold.

Tang Jiusheng's face was expressionless, and he continued to guide the heavenly thunder, a bowl of thick heavenly thunder slashed down on his head, Ye Gongzi was about to pursue Tang Jiusheng again, but there was a thunder on his head, and the speed of the pursuit slowed down suddenly.

Although Ye Gongzi used the qi machine to isolate the attack, those heavenly thunders had not caused him any substantial damage so far, but after all, the qi machine was a kind of consumable. Although it is possible to slowly recover the consumed qi through rest, meditation, etc., but now in the fierce battle, the qi consumption is extremely large, this is a state of continuous consumption of the qi and cannot be recovered, and the qi is consumed later, if it is struck by a thunderbolt on the top of the head, how can there be a reason for immortality?

Ye Gongzi tried to crush Tang Jiusheng with the speed of the super realm, but although the thunder hit the top of his head did not cause him substantial damage, it directly affected his speed, one after another the thunder slashed, constantly delaying his speed, Ye Gongzi's speed became slower and slower, and he wanted to chase and kill Tang Jiusheng, but he was obviously unable to do it, Tang Jiusheng escaped from his sword several times, and the fat man and others who were watching were terrified.

Tang Jiusheng was bleeding from his shoulder, but he didn't have time to bandage his wounds, it was already a miracle that he couldn't be stabbed again, how could he have time to be distracted and bandage his wounds? Now the first task is to consume the opponent, just find a way to survive, as long as the injury does not affect the battle, there is no need to care.

Ye Gongzi, who was chasing Tang Jiusheng, was angry and anxious, obviously his strength could completely blow up the opponent, but he was dragged into this situation by the opponent, but he had nothing to do.

Tang Jiusheng, who was bleeding from his shoulder, had already moved the Seven Emotions Sword, and simply returned the sword to the sheath. Tang Jiusheng was very nervous in his heart, there was less than a quarter of an hour to go, if he couldn't consume Ye Gongzi's qi during this time period, then he would lose, and the rolling heavenly thunder also needed the support of a powerful qi engine, if Ye Gongzi didn't go against the sky, Tang Jiusheng really had nothing to do, fortunately, the martial arts practiced by Ye Gongzi was an evil art, and he had reached the Martial Saint Realm.

If Ye Gongzi was not an evil art of the Martial Saint Realm, but only Wu Xuan or even lower, then he would not be able to attract heavenly thunder. Tianlei is not Tang Jiusheng's family, it can be guided, but it cannot be dominated by others, it is also a life with independent consciousness, it is impossible for Tang Jiusheng to do whatever he wants. Now as long as Ye Gongzi suppresses the martial realm below Wu Xuan, the heavenly thunder will slowly disperse, but unfortunately Ye Gongzi does not understand this.

Ye Gongzi, who was in a violent state, gambled

All the qi machines, he just wanted to kill Tang Jiusheng, and he didn't hesitate to kill the other party. Tang Jiusheng and Ye Gongzi both covered themselves with qi machines and would not get wet in the rain to ensure that they could see the opponent's position clearly for the first time.

One after another, the silver heavenly thunder, the color gradually turned purple, and the power became more and more powerful, Ye Gongzi's head was sweating, his qi consumption far exceeded Tang Jiusheng, Ye Gongzi cursed hatefully: "Damn Tang Jiusheng, damn heavenly thunder!"

One after another, the heavenly thunder continued to thin the qi used by Ye Gongzi to wrap his body, Ye Gongzi's situation was already precarious, Ye Gongzi's face was pale, Tang Jiusheng's situation was also not good, Tang Jiusheng was so worried that before Ye Gongzi's qi was consumed, his energy storage pill would not be able to hold it first.

The hundreds of minions next to him, Zhang Shuihuan, Ning Chenggang and others were all frightened. The fat man, Xiahou Lingyu and the others also sweated, who is not afraid that their side will lose? In the hearts of the fat man and the others, ten thousand Ye Gongzi are not as important as Tang Jiusheng, but they can't interfere in this situation, they can only wait.

Ye Gongzi raised his head and looked at the thunder falling in the sky, his eyes were full of despair, if he continued to consume like this, he would soon fall under the thunder. Although he practiced evil arts and disrespected heaven and earth, he was also afraid of death. After all, everyone is equal in the face of death. He practiced evil arts only for the sake of glory and wealth, just to kill people, but if his life was gone, what would he do to enjoy glory and wealth?

Tang Jiusheng had multiple injuries on his body, and it was a little difficult to breathe in pain. He turned his head with difficulty and glanced back at the fat man and the others who were standing next to him watching the battle, Tang Jiusheng knew that the fat man and the others were very nervous, how could Tang Jiusheng not be nervous himself? A sad and powerless feeling surged in his heart, as long as the energy storage pill could not keep up with the qi engine in the energy storage pill today, Ye Gongzi, who got rid of the heavenly thunder, would definitely give himself a fatal blow, and Ye Gongzi would never give himself the opportunity to use the heavenly thunder again.

Ye Gongzi was almost crazy, desperately trying to get rid of the heavenly thunder, and constantly increased his efforts to try to pursue Tang Jiusheng, but under the rolling heavenly thunder, all his struggles were in vain, like a fish constantly jumping on the chopping board, which looked extremely ridiculous in the eyes of onlookers. Ye Gongzi's eyes were full of despair, and he hated to swallow Tang Jiusheng. But Ye Gongzi didn't know that the gas engine in Tang Jiusheng's energy storage pill was about to run out.

Tang Jiusheng struggled to lift the last bit of qi in the energy storage pill, attracting a purple light of heavenly thunder, this heavenly thunder was enough to hug the thickness of a big tree, and it was extremely powerful at a glance. Looking at Ye Gongzi, who was already crazy, Tang Jiusheng felt sad in his heart, this was already the final blow. If this thunder can't kill Ye Gongzi again, everyone can see Ye Gongzi's crazy counterattack, and no one on his side can escape.

The purple sky thunder slashed down in the air, and it exploded on Ye Gongzi's head, and in the loud noise, even the earth trembled, Tang Jiusheng's gas engine energy storage pill was already empty, and there was no trace of qi engine, Tang Jiusheng smiled bitterly, he angered Ye Gongzi today, I am afraid that he is already in a catastrophe, but Tang Jiusheng does not regret it, anyway, he has tried his best. Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven.

Under the thunder, Ye Gongzi suddenly let out a miserable scream, and a scorching smell came from the air. It turned out that this strongest heavenly thunder burned the last bit of Ye Gongzi's qi engine, and Ye Gongzi's hair, who had lost the protection of the qi engine, was scorched yellow by the thunder, and his roots stood upright, his white face turned into a black face, his body was stiff, and the white clothes on his body were also confused, if it weren't for the remnants of those qi machines that blocked the last heavenly thunder

Most of the power, I'm afraid he will be split into charred black charcoal balls by the thunder.

Ye Gongzi was finally struck by lightning, and fell from Martial Saint to Wu Xuan in an instant, and his qi was completely lost, and Ye Gongzi was no longer in trouble at this time. Where can Ye Gongzi care whether Tang Jiu is alive or dead or what, he is really afraid that if another thunder falls, he will be completely confused. Ye Gongzi threw away the Honghuang Sword, howled and ran away, fleeing faster than a mad cow, and never looking back, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind.

Seeing that Ye Gongzi fled in a hurry, Tang Jiusheng, who had exhausted the energy storage pill in the middle of the engine, pulled out the Seven Feelings Sword with difficulty, raised his sword to the sky, and celebrated the victory, it was really the rest of his life! Tang Jiusheng's morale was greatly boosted in an instant, and the prince defeated Ye Gongzi! The warriors of the Xiaowei drew their swords and roared wildly, "The prince is a thousand years old! God bless the great business!" On the other side, Zhang Shuihuan, Ning Chenggang and the hundreds of soldiers were dumbfounded, Heaven Assist the Guardian King!

The clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the warm sun shone on Tang Jiusheng, Tang Jiusheng took advantage of the residual power of the heavenly thunder, held the Seven Feelings Sword and roared: "God helps this king!

The red-faced man Ning Chenggang was full of gall, took the lead and knelt on the ground, and roared hoarsely: "Lord Wang, don't kill me, the little one is willing to surrender!" Hundreds of soldiers saw that the master general had discarded his weapons, and they all knelt down behind Ning Chenggang one after another, kowtowing and admitting cowardice, and for a while, the shouts on the battlefield came and went, "Lord Wang, spare your life!" "Lord Wang, we surrender!"

Zhang Shuihuan looked in front of and behind him, and then looked left and right, except for him, everyone knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Zhang Shuihuan's face turned pale, smiled bitterly, and muttered to himself: "The battle is like this, what face do I have to go back to see Niu Jingluo?

Zhang Shuihuan's heart was sad, seven years ago, Niu Jinglu saved him from the hands of King Pingxi, who was almost dying, but today he can no longer contribute to the great cause of Niu Jinglu. Zhang Shuihuan looked at these poor insects who kowtowed and begged to surrender, didn't they just die? What is there to be afraid of!

Zhang Shuihuan looked at Tang Jiusheng and the others again, his eyes were cold. Zhang Shuihuan laughed wildly, I don't need you to kill someone! Zhang Shuihuan drew a knife in his hand, looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "I, Zhang Shuihuan, would rather die than surrender!" Zhang Shuihuan committed suicide by slashing his neck, and his body stood without falling.

Many years later, when the fat man recalled that day when Tang Jiusheng held the Seven Emotions Sword and roared angrily, his back covered in blood, he was still very emotional, and the tragic scene was still vivid.

Tang Jiusheng struggled forward, came to the front of the soldiers and Ning Chenggang who were kneeling on the ground, and said loudly: "You were originally all soldiers of my great business, but you were bewitched by the cattle all over the ground, and came to intercept and kill this king, the original crime is unforgivable!

Ning Chenggang let out a sigh of relief when he heard that Tang Jiusheng would not kill them, and said loudly: "The prince is wise! Ning Chenggang is willing to serve the prince with dogs and horses!

A thousand-year-old voice sounded, Tang Jiusheng waved his hand and said: "You all get up! Collect all these ballistas, this king will use them in the future!" Tang Jiusheng walked to Zhang Shuihuan's body and said loudly: "Go back and bury Zhang Shuihuan, this person is a righteous man, and he must be engraved on the tombstone, the tomb of the righteous Zhang Shuihuan!"

As soon as Tang Jiusheng's words fell, Zhang Shuihuan's body fell to the ground with a bang.

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