"Hmph, just because you want to kill me?"

"As soon as the thunders gathered, the sword swept everywhere."

Mei Qingge's hands spread out like a big roc spreading his wings. Dozens of thunderstorm swords continued to condense in the air, and finally formed a huge thunderstorm dozens of feet long. The thunderstorm squirmed, like a thick thunder falling from the sky, impacting with the sword light cast by Ling Yun.

Boom boom.

The heaven and earth tremble.

The sword light continued to disappear, and the huge thunders were cut into pieces.

But what unexpectedly happened to Mei Qingge and the three disciples of Tenghai Sect, Ling Yun raised his hand and grabbed Mei Qingge's dozens of Razer Swords in his palms. Then he raised his hand and flipped it into his space ring.

"you……"

Mei Qingge was so angry.

A boy who is useless in his eyes not only gave him a sense of oppression, but also snatched his things?

"You kid really got the courage of the bear heart and leopard."

Mei Qingge's eyes completely turned cold, and the aura on her body was extremely cold.

But Ling Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

The complete sword intent of the previous one made the entire sky covered by sword intent.

The three swords of the God of Killing just now made this shrouded world form a sword energy space.

The reason why Ling Yun made such a move was not done casually.

He is building momentum.

What kind of momentum should you accumulate?

The power of sword storage!

The sword intent was shrouded and the sword energy was stimulating. Under the artistic conception of this sword, a huge aura continued to condense in all directions.

"The true understanding of swordsmanship is the beginning of swordsmanship."

"die."

A cold word broke out from Ling Yun's mouth, like the verdict of death.

The Azure Dragon Battle Sword in his hand was like a mountain, and the sky collapsed and the earth slashed down fiercely.

It is as powerful as a mountain, and a sword is shocking.

The strong sword force gives people a breath of death.

It was this breath that made Mei Qingge feel cold from head to toe in an instant.

"The bright moon and the green mountains are cut off."

Almost in the flash, Mei Qingge used his strongest move.

A green mountain continues to condense in the air.

On the horizon where the green mountains are located, a bright moon rises slowly.

Then.

The bright moon sinks.

The green mountains collapsed.

It turned into a moonlight slash, tearing the void and slashing towards Lingyun.

but.

It has no use.

Lingyun's sword was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, as fast as thunder.

Before the bright moon and green mountain slash had fallen, the sword force had already wrapped Mei Qingge's body heavily, and then it was like a juice grinder, twisting Mei Qingge's body into blood and flesh mud, sputtering in the air.

Kill with one sword.

Mei Qingge is so... dead.

With his fall, his extraordinary bright moon and green mountain slash suddenly disappeared into the air.

There was silence all around, and Wedge and the two boys behind him were dull.

After a while, I came to my senses.

"I am grateful for my life-saving gratitude. I don't know that my benefactor is honored by my name, Wedge will definitely repay you in the future."

Wedge bowed to Ling Yun very politely.

"No need, I had no intention of saving you. Just leave."

Ling Yun did not stay, but turned around and drove Xiaojiu away.

"No matter what? Today, it was my benefactor who saved me and two junior brothers. Wedge must remember this kindness in his heart."

Wedge continued.

But Ling Yun didn't look back and hurried away when he drove Xiaojiu.

Wei Qi was not unhappy about this, but instead locked in Ling Yun and Xiao Jiu, recorded Ling Yun and Xiao Jiu in his mind, and then took the lightning sculpture that Mei Qingge had previously taken for himself, and drove the lightning sculpture with two other disciples of Tenghai Sect and rushed towards the direction of Fengshen Valley.

"I didn't expect that this sword is just an introductory, but its power is several times greater than the complete sword intent."

On Xiaojiu's back, Ling Yun sat cross-legged, and his eyes were filled with splendor.

The entry-level sword stance was realized when he was traveling five days ago. He just planned to just try his hand and see how powerful it was, but the result was far beyond Ling Yun's expectations.

"By the way, the Razer dagger just now seemed a bit strange?"

Ling Yun took out the Razer Sword seized from Mei Qingge, and there were 48 short swords. Although each short sword was just a mysterious treasure, when the forty-eight short swords were combined, it was enough to be comparable to the real treasure-level treasure-level treasure-level treasure.

But none of these are the key points.

The reason why Ling Yun felt that these short swords were a bit strange was that after Mei Qingge condensed the forty-eight short swords into the raft snake that had been dozens of feet tall, he felt a trace of mystery from the raft snake.

That is the mystery of thunder.

The mystery of thunder is derived from the way of heaven.

If you can control it, it will be a big trump card.

"Since these forty-eight short swords contain the aura of the mystery of thunder, it means that these forty-eight short swords can condense a sword move with the mystery of thunder. If you can master it, it will definitely be like a tiger with wings to me."

Lingyun's heart was trembling.

Immediately, the spiritual power was poured into the forty-eight short swords. In an instant, all the forty-eight short swords were shining with lightning. Under the flash of lightning, Ling Yun felt the slim mystery of thunder again.

"It's just it, it's impossible to be wrong."

Ling Yun's face was full of excitement.

"Forty-eight short swords, gather for me."

Lingyun's thoughts moved.

Forty-eight thunderstorm daggers trembled wildly, and finally formed a huge thunderstorm dozens of feet in the air. The thunders roared, creating an unparalleled sound.

"Let me see what kind of sword moves are there in the mystery of thunder."

Ling Yun licked his lips, and a trace of soul power spread out, completely wrapping the huge Razer.

Just as the soul power wrapped around the thunder snake, a lightning suddenly flew out of the thunder snake. Before Ling Yun could react, the lightning entered Ling Yun's eyebrows in a moment.

Crackling.

Thunder rushes into the middle of his eyebrows, and thunder surges above Lingyun's body.

Immediately, a torrent of information continued to fill Ling Yun's brain, causing Ling Yun's head to hurt severely.

After a while, the severe pain slowly disappeared.

Immediately, five big words with lightning flashing light appeared in Ling Yun's mind: Lei Yao shook the sword.

At the same time, the surrounding world suddenly turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

In the sea of ​​thunder, a swordsman who could not see clearly stood proudly.

The long sword was pulled out, and the lightning burst out. Invisibly, there was a terrible force trembling constantly, and in the blink of an eye, it trembled thousands of times.

That force swept across the world.

Mountains collapsed, mountains and rivers broke, and even the world was cut in half.

That fluctuation...is the mystery of thunder.

"good."

Ling Yun couldn't help but praise him.

But when he saw the swordsman suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on Ling Yun, and the sword in his hand slashed down again.

Endless lightning stimulated Ling Yun's eyes, and terrible fluctuations enveloped Ling Yun's body...

boom.
Chapter completed!