Chapter 5308: 5308 You don't talk about martial ethics!
Chapter 5308 5308 You don’t talk about martial arts!
Tang Yongxing wants to change his skills. After all, he is a master of the emperor. It is impossible for him to practice only one and a half holy methods. Sword skills are also not weak. Strictly speaking, they are actually stronger, but it is a pity that it is too late. Before the remaining power of the sword was dissipated, Lorne cut it down with a single sword.
Nine phantoms, with nine sword lights, nine heavenly thunders fell in the sky.
At this time, Tang Yongxing had spent too much holy energy for that half-hearted thunder method, and it was too late to re-consolidate the holy energy. Facing this terrifying Thunder Wei, just gritted his teeth and insisted. At the beginning of the five heavenly thunders, he could still use the holy energy to barely resist it, but when the sixth heavenly thunder fell, the holy energy he had exhausted with all his strength was completely exhausted. Then, the powerful sword light, with a devastating thunder, blasted into his body without any hindrance, shattered his internal organs, tore his meridians, and even the heart veins were blasted into powder.
When the last thunder sounded away, Tang Yongxing stood on the spot with a scorched face, green smoke came out of his hair, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and grief.
"You said five thunderbolts, is this still five thunderbolts? It is obviously nine thunderbolts, you are a lie!" Tang Yongxing looked at Luo Enen on the opposite side, and said with a trembling whole body.
He remembered very clearly that what Lorne just said was a thunderstorm. But is it the five thunders that came down? There are obviously nine heavenly thunders. If there are really only five thunders, wouldn't he just resist it? Tang Yongxing, who felt that he was being deceived, was very angry.
"Uh... Are you really called the King of Thunder and Lightning? Five thunders, referring to sky thunders, land mines, sea mines, gods, and demon thunders. Not one, two, three, four or five sky thunders, but also the King of Thunder and Lightning. Understand." Lorne said with a look of contempt, but it was a rare opportunity to show off again.
"I don't care, I don't care, you lie, you don't talk about martial arts!" Tang Yongxing has no time or energy to listen to her knowledge of five thunders of popular science, exhausted his last strength and let out an angry roar, and then with a full face of unwillingness Grief and anger, there is deep regret in his eyes.
In fact, with the strength of his seventh-Rank Emperor Sage, even if he does not use his proud thunder method, he should not be defeated by Luo Enn of the sixth-Rank Emperor Sage only by his sword skills. Even if he loses, he will never be defeated. It should have been defeated so fast and so miserably, but the fault was that he was too confident in his Thunder Magic, and the fault was that he was dazzled by the false name of the Thunder King.
Lorne was caught off guard by his first move. He didn't have time to condense the holy spirit, and he never had a chance to make a second move.
The strong man of the seventh rank of the emperor, just like this, died in the hands of a little girl of the sixth rank of the emperor. Who can be willing and who can not regret?
"Ah... just as Tang Yongxing fell down full of grief and indignation, there was also a mournful roar next to him.
The two long swords that were glued together separated suddenly, and Cheng Mofeng's blood spurted and flew out. Like Tang Yongxing, his eyes were full of unwillingness.
Originally thought, with his seventh-ranked Emperor Saint’s cultivation base, coupled with the tyrannical sword that came from the insight of "Star Falling from the Sky", it was not easy to clean up a sixth-rank Emperor, so he didn’t take Fatty Bai at all. Keep it in the eye.
In fact, the result of the first sword shot was not much different from what he expected. The two sword lights were connected, and one of them was broken in the air, and the fat white was also shocked to vomit with blood and retreat two steps in a row. Logically speaking, after Jianmang Yuwei fell, this fat white man should die without a place to bury his body, but what he didn't expect was that while retreating, the white fat man cut out four swords again and again.
After five full swords, the placket of his chest was covered with blood, but Cheng Mofeng's lingering power of the sword was completely resolved by him.
(End of this chapter)
