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Chapter 230 Thunder from the Sky Slays the True Dragon!
The Seven Strikes of Purple Thunder has never been a martial art with complicated moves. Spring Thunder Storm Kill is a simple strike, Tianxuan Leizhuan is a high-speed rotation to generate a whirlwind of knives, attacking and defending in one, and Kuang Lei Zhen Jiuxiao is a continuous nine-knife explosion. Chopping... Similarly, Zi Lei's final form of seven strikes, the furious thunder tearing the sky and destroying the earth, eliminating the extremely condensed lightning ball on the tip of the knife, is just a jumping strike on the surface.

Jump and chop, the basic move of a warrior, falls from a high place, borrowing the acceleration of gravity to obtain greater destructive power, in order to pursue stronger killing of the enemy.

The moves that every fighter will learn, and the moves that have been tried before, are so simple that they can hardly be called "moves", that is, simply falling from a high place to attack... But when the person who jumps and chops is replaced by a hundred The thunder giant with a height of one meter and the purple thunder sword with a height of more than fifty meters, so how terrifying is the destructive power that comes with it?
The speed of sound has long been unable to catch up with the lightning giant's pace. The air was heated to an unknown degree by the shining electric light, and was mercilessly broken by Zi Lei's sword, forming an arc-shaped vacuum.Like a tribulation thunder falling from the sky, it strikes down towards the black sun!

——Raging thunder tearing the sky and destroying the earth?

Ashiya Michiman's shock was no small matter, he had suffered a great loss from this move thousands of years ago, the woman named Xin Bi'an was shouting the name of this move, holding the Zilei Saber with a leaping strike, It was even more surprising that Yang Yun took out this trick when he was so proud of himself at the time.

"But, do you really think that the poor monk is still the poor monk from thousands of years ago, and will be slashed twice by the same move!"

Amid Ashiya Michiman's roar, the thousand eyes surrounding the black day stared at the sky, and shot black sin rays at the lightning giant descending from the sky, meeting the Zilei broadsword falling straight down.

The thickness of each sin ray cannot be compared with the purple thunder and lightning at all, but more than a thousand sin rays are fired together, which still slows down the falling momentum a little bit.Just under this slowdown, under the black sun, a pentagram suddenly lit up, as if some mechanism had been triggered, the huge black sun shrank suddenly, and disappeared without a trace on the spot.

And one thousandth of a second later, the lightning ball with the tip of the knife slashed straight through the pentagram mark, as if cutting off a piece of white paper, and then slammed down on the ground... Like a meteor falling from the sky, thunder condensed in anger. After a little bit, it shrinks and expands again.In an instant, the atmosphere of several kilometers around was burned away, and even the space was torn apart!
There was no sound, because Zi Lei's terrifying power had already wiped out the medium of sound transmission.A few seconds later, the sound of an explosion came from the place where the thunder ball fell. Along with the light that could almost blind people's eyes, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the ground. There are countless long ravines, and with one blow, the terrain of the entire battlefield is almost permanently changed!
"Ha! Did you see that the poor monk's Dao is full of seals!"

A few kilometers away, there was a wave of space fluctuations, and with the pentagram print appearing on the surface, the black sun reappeared from the void, followed by Ashiya Daoman's triumphant and mad shout: "I really thought that the poor monk Did you do nothing during these sealed years? For thousands of years, the poor monk has carved 290 seven nodes in this sealed subspace!"

"These nodes are hidden in inconspicuous places by the poor monk. It may be inside the stone, it may be on the ground, it may be in the void, it may be anywhere on the surface... As long as a node is not destroyed, the poor The monk can freely carry out space teleportation in a very short period of time! Therefore, the old tricks from thousands of years ago will definitely not hurt me!"

"Is it really?"

Walking out of the mushroom cloud, the thunder and lightning on the Thunder Giant's body seemed to be slightly dimmed, but there was a disdainful expression on that big bold face: "Do you really think that you escaped?"

"What do you mean..."

Before Ashiya Michiman could finish his words, he felt countless saber energy tearing through his body, and burst out again. The next moment, several lightning saber marks slowly emerged from all around the black sun... before cutting the black sun out Simultaneously with several wounds that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the dark sins hidden beneath them also exploded in all directions!
"how is this possible!"

The pitch-black sin is like extremely disgusting sludge, falling to the ground from the black sun, bringing up a trace of black mist, but Ashiya Michiman didn't care about his own injuries at all, staring at the thunder giant in front of him, unable to Confidently said: "I obviously avoided it!"

"If it's so easy to dodge through space teleportation, then the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes won't be the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes."

Yang Yun didn't even bother to explain to Ashiya Doman, no matter how simple a move is, with the blessing of powerful nuanced power, there is also the possibility of turning decay into magic, not to mention that the Seven Strikes of Purple Thunder is not what it seems on the surface So simple.

Ashiya Michimitsu is able to freely use space teleportation within this seal, which in itself takes advantage of the unstable space here. If he fights normally outside the subspace, even with years of preparation, he cannot easily reproduce this method. .

And Yang Yun also grasped the slightest space fluctuation, and sent part of the power of the thunder ball along the unclosed space crack.Even if Ashiya Michiman escaped from the original landing point through space teleportation, the extremely condensed lightning light ball can still spread along the fluctuation traces of space like a gangrene attached to the bone, tearing Ashiya Michiman's body apart. Come!
"So what! I can't even tickle me with such a small injury!"

Ashiya Michimitsu roared, in just one or two sentences, the deep knife marks on the surface of the black sun have turned and twisted, and began to heal rapidly. This powerful recovery ability is really shocking: "You can't help it!" Kill me! Since this trick failed to kill me a thousand years ago, it won't work after a thousand years!"

"Don't worry, the move just now was just a meeting ceremony."

Listening to Ashiya Michiman's words, Yang Yun showed a smile, and the same was true on the face of the bold young man, but this smile looked more like a lion showing its fangs to outsiders.

The purple lightning surged wildly, and countless thunder lights exploded in an instant, one after another, one pushing one, one fast like one, condensing on the back of the thunder giant, turning into thousands of swords and lights, shaped like a snake, like a dragon...

"The eighth form..."

"Heaven strikes thunder and slays the real dragon!"

(End of this chapter)