Above the battle platform, a terrible thunder of destruction raged in the sky, like a scene of doomsday. The terrifying sword intent and sword intent swept wildly, and it seemed that even the void had been torn apart.

Everyone looked up, and they could no longer see the figures of Lei Qianting and Yu Wenxi, only the sword light and sword shadows in the sky were colliding wildly. Waves of terrible air swept away, leveling the heavens and the earth.

Lei Qianting's face looked a little solemn at this time, this Yu Wenxi was able to set a proud record one after another, defeating Bai Yizhi and Situ Xingkong in a row, and his combat power was really against the sky. To be able to fight him to such a point with the cultivation of the fifth-rank life palace realm, there is no second person in the entire Dongyuan Academy Palace.

"That's a little interesting. The corners of Lei Qianting's mouth rose, and a smile as sharp as a knife appeared. His footsteps headed downward, a terrifying flash of thunder flashing around his body. The thunder in the sky seemed to move with his body, and the thunder at this moment was like incarnating a thunder monarch.

Under his grasp, the twisted lightning arcs that flowed on the surface of his body suddenly converged towards his palm, and then condensed into a slightly twisted thunder knife. An astonishing killing knife intent was released from it.

The super control of the thunder attribute spiritual power between heaven and earth, coupled with the martial arts artistic conception that is close to maturity, allows Lei Qianting to barely achieve spiritual power condensation before breaking through the realm. Although there is still a big gap compared to the real spiritual power condensation, the power it possesses has far exceeded the spiritual power condensation.

An extremely astonishing sword intent burst out from Lei Qianting's body like a storm, and an invisible storm of sword intent seemed to appear between heaven and earth. Between the sweeps, the surrounding void suddenly showed signs of distortion.

At this moment, Lei Qianting's eyes became extremely cold, and his pupils seemed to contain a terrifying thunder world. Brilliant thunder rays shot out from his eyes, terrifying to the extreme.

Then his arm was raised high, and a purple thunderball appeared in the sky. In the center of the thunderball, there was a black vortex, and the terrifying fluctuations that spread out between the spins were almost devastating.

"Seven blows of purple thunder, spring thunderstorm is urgent!" Thunder Qianting's mouth suddenly let out a loud shout, and the thunder knife in his hand slashed down along the void. In an instant, a wisp of sword tore the heavens and the earth, and at that moment, the purple thunderball went down and fell towards Yuwenxi. In the thunderball, there are indescribable violent fluctuations, as if anything that stands in its way will be ruthlessly crushed and wiped out.

"Purple Thunder Seven Strikes!"

Everyone in the distance trembled when they saw this scene, and many people's eyes were sharp, and they couldn't imagine that in this battle, Lei Qianting actually used all seven blows of purple thunder. So there should be no suspense in this battle, right?

The purple thunderball fell down, and the calm void everywhere it passed was in a state of sharp distortion, and wisps of sword light roared out of it, tearing everything apart.

Yu Wenxi looked up, only to see the purple thunderball oppressing, he stood there, feeling that his body had a sense of trembling, which was the instinctive reaction of his body in the face of extreme danger.

Yu Wenxi's eyes narrowed, and his hands were lightning in front of him, conjuring up a series of mysterious and unparalleled supernatural seals. At this time, his spiritual power roared out from the Mud Pill Palace frantically, intertwined with the spiritual power in his body. The next moment, on the skin that was hidden under his clothes, ancient Sanskrit words appeared. Sanskrit is distorted, like thunder and lightning.

Suddenly, there was a terrifying thunder sound in the void around Yu Wenxi's body, billowing and rippling. The invisible sound wave spreads out, and the surrounding space is like a cloth that has been violently shaken, with layers of ripples visible to the naked eye, as if it resonates with heaven and earth. A divine supreme aura erupted from its body.

"What's going on?" Sensing that momentum, the eyes of everyone in the audience were all focused on Yu Wenxi's body, and their eyes shook.

"Thor is angry, heaven is punished!" An indifferent voice came out of Yu Wenxi's mouth, his body was bathed in monstrous thunder, and his fist blasted forward. At that moment, an unparalleled force gathered on his fist, and the dazzling thunder light condensed into a huge fist mark pillar of light, and then burst into the sky, colliding head-on with the purple thunder ball.

The terrifying thunder light bloomed wildly at that moment, and the fist print light pillar tore apart the purple thunderball little by little, engulfing it. Yu Wenxi's mouth let out a loud roar, his fists were raised, and one after another fists suddenly pierced the void. At that moment, the purple thunderball was completely torn to pieces under the indiscriminate bombardment of the fist in the sky.

"It's blocked!" Everyone in the distance let out a burst of exclamations, the spring thunderstorm just now was so terrifying, but it was confronted by Yu Wenxi head-on and dissolved. Such a scene is simply unbelievable to them.

Lei Qianting's eyes narrowed for a moment, and a cold intent bloomed in his pupils, and then a cold voice spat out from his mouth, echoing in the sky: "Being able to block the first blow of my Purple Thunder Seven Strikes makes me a little impressed by you." But then, I'm going to see how many times you can block it. ”

As the words fell, the thunder knife in Lei Qianting's hand was raised again, with his body as the center, the raging and endless thunder frantically gathered behind him, and in the next moment, purple thunderballs appeared around his body, slowly turning.

The whole nine thunder balls were suspended in the air, and Lei Qianting was in it, and the thunder knife in his hand roared non-stop, shaking the heavens and the earth. The sky above the battle platform was full of purple thunder light at this time, and between the flows, it seemed that even the sky was imprinted with that terrifying color.

This is Lei Qianting's martial arts artistic conception, nine purple thunders spin in the air, and he is in the seventh-rank life palace realm, whether it is the martial arts artistic conception or the control of the thunder attribute spiritual power, it has reached a terrifying level.

Countless people's hearts are trembling violently at this moment, and in the face of the thunder at this moment, a sense of powerlessness that cannot be resisted rises in their hearts. This kind of character is the real top Tianjiao.

"Seven blows of purple thunder, and the thunder of the sky spins!"

Lei Qianting shouted loudly, only to see the incomparably brilliant thunder luster towards Yu Wenxi in the sky below. In every streamer, there was a purple thunderball. Not only that, nine purple thunder balls formed a huge circle around the void, and then rotated extremely fast, as if forming a huge thunder vortex.

The breathtaking sound of vortex sounded, and the world seemed to be confused at this time. A terrifying wave like a devastating wave roared like a tide!

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