The twenty-ninth level of Dao Lotus.
This lotus petal, which is getting closer to the lotus heart, should logically be smaller, but the world inside the lotus petal is vaster than before.
Zhao Wujiang was a little exhausted, and he almost couldn't help but use the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique several times.
Three more blockers were killed midway.
Now he is like a lion running in the grassland, surrounded by hyenas who covet him.
Surround him, but don't get too close. The moment he falls to the ground due to exhaustion, they will swarm him.
As these hyenas blocked him, the two brothers Li Changshou and Li Changming of the Li family also caught up with him. They were full of energy and were pressing towards him step by step.
"Zhao Wuhuang, let's capture him without any effort." Li Changshou, dressed in fluttering blue clothes, came through the air with his hands on his back, his majestic power overshadowing the aura of everyone around him:
"You tie your hands and feet and come here on your knees. I, Li Changshou, promise in the name of the Li family that I will never hurt your life. How about that?"
"If you don't surrender now, we will capture your relatives and friends and torture them to death." Li Changming also revealed his figure, and Li Changsheng and Li Changsheng were surrounded by Zhao Wuxian with cheese on two sides, and their aura had already locked Zhao Wuxian:
"You don't want to bring trouble to your relatives and friends because of you, right?"
The hyenas that had blocked the lion came closer step by step, and these monks looked at Zhao Wuyan with cold eyes.
The world is dangerous and unpredictable. No wonder they added insult to injury. If not, it's Zhao Wuxu who offended people he shouldn't have offended, shined a light he shouldn't have, and was unable to protect himself.
The two geniuses of the Li family who have survived the catastrophe of the Lord are here, and with everyone besieging them, Zhao Wuyang will definitely be defeated today!
Zhao Wujiang was surrounded by everyone. He was almost exhausted, and was finally escaped by the monks who were waiting for work.
The divine thunder silver liquid in his left hand clung to his arm, gradually spreading upwards, and he took a long breath.
Among the five thunders, the divine thunder is the most powerful and the most powerful.
And he is the body of a divine soul, and he relies on demonic energy. He likes yin but not yang.
Before, he had been mobilizing dark mines to bless himself. This was the reason why he did not use divine thunder.
Now he forcefully used the divine thunder, and the thunder liquid flowing slowly like a viscous liquid continued to burn his soul, making a sizzling sound.
Not long after, the powerful thunder of the sun burned his robes, and his exposed left arm seemed to be covered in mercury, turning into a pair of arm armor.
He grabbed his left arm toward the void and pulled out a ball of lightning arcs flashing with silver light. The lightning arcs flickered like they had taken root in his palm and spread in all directions.
Zhao Wujiang remained silent and expressed his thoughts with actions.
He won't surrender. If you want to capture him, you have to fight him first!
"You really don't know how to live or die, and now you dare to provoke us." Li Changshou raised his hand, raised his finger lightly, and a small brass sword flew out of his sleeves and fired at Zhao Wuyan.
Zhao Wujiang grabbed the small sword, and the brilliant thunder melted the small sword into copper water.
He strode across with thunder in his arms, and the lightning shone in all directions. He jumped up and rose into the air, like the thunder general who controlled the rolling thunder. The eagle looked at the wolf, the god glared, and the thunder struck Li Changshou fiercely.
"boom!"
The thunder exploded the moment it touched Li Changshou, shaking the earth and the earth. The air around him trembled and the earth shook.
The lightning faded.
A dark pit had appeared where Li Changshou was, and Zhao Wujiang gasped and stood up on the edge of the pit.
The onlookers were shocked in their hearts and their eyes were serious. Could it be that Zhao Wuxu killed Li Changshou of the Li family with this blow?
Isn't this too shocking?
Li Changshou is a venerable person.
"Ahem..." A charred hand stretched out from the deep pit and touched the edge of the pit. Li Changshou's hoarse and spiteful voice came from the pit:
"Today's cause will be tomorrow's result..."
Zhao Wujiang forced himself to take another breath, holding a sword in his right hand, with wind in his hand, and slashed towards Li Changshou, wanting to completely kill Li Changshou.
"Buzz..."
In an instant, the air in front of Zhao Wujiang's eyes rippled like a heat wave. Li Changshou's figure appeared unscathed on the edge of the pit, and he grasped Zhao Wujiang's right hand that was holding the sword.
"Zhao Wuyang, you deserve to die!"
