Chapter 788 The Sword Immortal descends to earth!

Looking at the lightning that tore through the dark clouds, hundreds of warriors in the field were all dumbfounded, with a look of ghosting on their faces, standing there in a place, unable to move.

Invisibly, it was like a pair of invisible big hands, holding their hearts hard, and it was almost suffocating.

This scene that happened in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact on them.

Half a minute ago, there was still a clear river and a bright world here. Everyone thought Ye Fan was a mysterious clown.

Who knew that now, Ye Fan held the sword and attracted strange phenomena in the world, with wind and clouds surging, lightning and thunder.

The warriors who mocked Ye Fan before felt that they were instantly slapped in the face.

Everyone looked at the Thunder Tribulation Sword and couldn't help but shout:

"Divine Sword, this is the real Divine Sword!"

"If you can own this sword, you will be able to become the world's top swordsman, spread the world and roar proudly!"

"Who is this son? Why have he never heard of his reputation before? Is he the descendant of the Hidden Sect?"

They could not guess that this Thunder Tribulation Sword was refined from the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword and the Thunder Tribulation Divine Wood.

Mr. Wei also took action personally and drew a formation in it that could activate the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

In Suhang City, Ye Fan used this formation to kill the ghost king summoned by the evil cultivator with one blow.

"Rumbling rumble!!!"

There was another deafening thunder coming from the sky.

Wherever I see, it seems that it has turned into a thundering terrain, countless purple lightnings surged, thunder was like a tide, and lightning was flying.

The lightning bolt became thicker and thicker, like an angry dragon tearing through the sky, carrying the power of thousands of pounds, and roaring from the nine heavens.

And the landing point is exactly where Wu Jianxing is.

Even though it is still far away, the power contained in it is still a shattering heart.

"hiss!"

Wu Jianxing couldn't help but take a breath, no longer his arrogant look, his face was filled with panic that could not be concealed, and even his body couldn't help but tremble.

As the eldest young master of the Wu family, he ranks 20th on the Qianlong List. He has seen many great worlds over the years and has even watched the peak duels of the earth-level powerhouses.

However, this was the first time he saw such a nine-day thunder, which was like a punishment for the destruction of the world, which was enough to cleanse all the sins in the world.

That kind of shock was simply indescribable if it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The space around it seemed to be torn apart, and the sound of sonic booms was endless.

Seeing this terrifying power, the warriors watching around screamed and spread out in all directions, not daring to slack off for fear that they would be hit by the five thunders, slashing them so hard that they were not even left.

"Young master, run away!!!" the Wu family's personal guard shouted.

However, facing this brilliant divine power, Wu Jianxing only felt that his aura was locked in his body and he could no longer have any resistance. The sky and the earth were huge and there was nowhere to escape.

...

"Spit!"

The purple lightning mad dragon seemed to have the power to destroy the world. The light burst out and rushed straight towards Wu Jianxing.

Wu Jianxing, who was already scared, could not do anything to dodge and could only watch death slowly come, but could not do anything.

"See!"

At this critical moment, the Qiankun Sword in his hand suddenly burst into black and white light and soared into the sky.

Compared with the world-destroying divine thunder, the Qiankun Sword seems so small, like a moth flying into a fire, a flock shaking a tree, but it has a tragic and resolute will, which is moving.

The magic sword has a spirit.

This Qiankun Sword is the sword of the first ancestor of the Wu family back then, and it was also contaminated with the aura of that strong man.

Now that the descendants of the Wu family are in danger, it takes the initiative to "sacrifice" itself to save Wu Jianxing.

"Zheng!"

Finally, the world-destroying divine thunder hit the Qiankun Sword, and the surging thunder swallowed it. The Qiankun Sword made a mournful cry, just like a cuckoo crying blood. Those who hear it were sad, and those who listened to it were crying.

"Crack!"

In just a moment, cracks like spider webs appeared on the blade of the Qiankun Sword, and then they completely fell apart and turned into powder.

"Puff!"

Under the sensation of the energy, Wu Jianxing suddenly spit out a large mouthful of red blood, his face as if he was like gold paper, but he also broke free from the state of sitting and waiting to die.

Because of the "sacrificing life" of Qiankun Sword to save him, it blocked the world-destroying divine thunder for a few seconds, and bought Wu Jianxing the most precious escape time.

Wu Jianxing did not hesitate at all and circulated his internal energy madly, as if he wanted to drain the entire dantian, and his whole person fled to the distance like a cannonball.

"Boom!!!"

The next moment, the divine thunder of the world hit his original location, shaking the earth.

The volatility lasted for several minutes before it calmed down.

When the dust settled, everyone in the distance stretched their necks and looked into the field.

Within a hundred meters of the core of the explosion, all of them were razed to the ground, and a deep giant pit appeared, as if it was bombed by tactical missiles.

But in it, there is a tall figure standing proudly.

It’s Ye Fan!

Around the Thunder Tribulation Sword, countless thunderbolts linger.

Thousands of thunder echo each other, setting off Ye Fan with extraordinary ethereal, shining with the sun and the moon, and dancing with the universe.

His body was not stained with dust, revealing a bright light, and a faint smile always hung on the corner of his mouth, extremely calm, as if the magical powers that attracted the Nine Heavens Thunder just now were just doing something insignificant.

Looking at his extraordinary figure, all the warriors in the field seemed to have experienced a spiritual baptism, and a few words emerged in their minds for no reason.

The Sword Immortal descends to earth!

Even if the ancient sword immortals are reborn, that's it.

Some people with weak will even feel weak in their knees, and they feel like they are worshipping and surrendering.

...

Suddenly, Ye Fan turned around, his eyes trembled, and there seemed to be thunder brewing in his eyes, looking at Wu Jianxing who had escaped the disaster from afar.

"Thorn!"

Wu Jianxing's whole body was shocked, and his strength seemed to be exhausted. He collapsed on the ground with a "thump" sound, his vest was completely soaked in cold sweat, like a stray dog, in a mess.

"Push!"

"Push!"

"Push!"

Ye Fan took a step and walked towards him. Although the footsteps were not loud, they seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.

Seeing this scene, the Wu family guards in the distance wanted to rush over to protect Wu Jianxing.

However, under Ye Fan's pressure, their legs seemed to be filled with lead and could not even take a step.

Soon, Ye Fan walked to Wu Jianxing, looked at him from a high place, and said coldly:

"Mr. Wu, I have said before, let alone you, even if the head of the Wu family is here, he is not my opponent at all! Now I will destroy your sword, are you convinced?"

"Convinced!"

Wu Jianxing nodded dejectedly and said timidly.

"I hurt your brother and punish him heavily for his rude behavior. Are you convinced?" Ye Fan asked again, his tone full of majesty.

"Convinced!"

Wu Jianxing nodded again, lowered his eyebrows and looked pleased.

It is almost impossible for him to abandon all his pride and bow his head and admit defeat in front of hundreds of onlookers.

But now, he still dared not refute anything, as humble as a slave.

Because Wu Jianxing knew that in front of the magical thunder-induced technique, hundreds of Wu family guards in the field were useless. If they acted rashly, they would have to die for nothing.

Now he is like fish on a chopping board, and can only be slaughtered by others.

"Hmph...get out! Don't let your brother appear in front of me again, otherwise I will take his life next time!" Ye Fan said coldly.

Hearing this, Wu Jianxing breathed a sigh of relief, and his originally tense skin suddenly relaxed, as if he had walked in front of the gates of hell.

Immediately afterwards, several Wu family guards rushed over and helped him walk far away.

However, the moment he turned his back to Ye Fan, Wu Jianxing suddenly changed his face, no longer looking down and pleasing to his eyes. An unprecedented gloom in his eyes, like a king cobra, which made people feel heart-pounding.

Although he was forced to swallow his anger just now, he had already hated Ye Fan to the core.

That kind of humiliation was the first time he had tasted it in his life, and it was unforgettable.

Thinking of this, Wu Jianxing clenched his fists, clenched his nails into his palms, but he didn't realize it, and he thought to himself:

"If you don't take this revenge, you will not be a human being!"

"Boy, no matter what your origin or magic weapon you have, as long as the head of the family comes, you will be able to cut you into pieces and pieces!"
Chapter completed!