boom! There was a loud noise in the sky, like the sound of thousands of drums, and thunder and lightning intertwined in the night sky, illuminating the entire battlefield. Mu Yu stood there, facing the coming thunder disaster, his eyes shining with determination.
The battlefield the two of them were on was located in a majestic mountain range, surrounded by towering ancient trees and rugged rocks.
The monk held a black gold sword in his hand and wore a black brocade robe, standing proudly on the mountain peak. His eyes were cold, as if he was treating Mu Yu like an ant.
Mu Yu felt the murderous intent of the other party, but he did not flinch. He clasped his hands together, and the thunder in his body surged. Behind him, thunder flashed, and the shadow of a huge thunder dragon slowly emerged, exuding astonishing pressure.
"Thunder shakes the heavens!"
Mu Yu shouted loudly, and the phantom of the thunder dragon behind him looked up to the sky and roared, turning into a bolt of lightning and heading towards the enemy. At the same time, Mu Yu's figure flashed, turned into a line of blue smoke, appeared behind the enemy in an instant, and struck out with a palm.
The enemy seemed to have expected it. With a wave of Wujin's long sword, a black sword energy surged towards Mu Yu like a huge wave. Mu Yu's figure was knocked back several steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful and worthy of my full strength." The enemy's voice was like a ghost in the Nine Netherworld, which made people shudder.
Mu Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "It is the greatest honor for us cultivators to compete with a master like you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yu's whole body was filled with lightning, and his body seemed to have turned into a source of thunder, with a violent force constantly accumulating in it. The enemy seemed to sense Mu Yu's determination, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Thor's Wrath!"
Mu Yu roared, and the thunder power in his body was gathered towards the dark thunder cloud in the sky without any reservation. In an instant, the thundercloud rolled crazily, and a force that destroyed the world gradually took shape.
The enemy did not dare to be careless. He grasped the black gold sword tightly, and the spiritual power in his body surged out with all his strength. A towering mountain peak appeared behind him, as if it wanted to crush the world.
"The power of mountains and rivers!"
As the enemy shouted, the phantom of the mountain instantly turned into a huge palm print, suppressing Mu Yu's position.
At this moment, Mu Yu's thunder power was ready. He held up his hands in the air, as if holding up a huge pillar of thunder. The power of that pillar of thunder was so overwhelming that it seemed to tear the entire battlefield apart.
"Thunder strike!"
Mu Yu shouted loudly, and the pillar of thunder soared into the sky, heading straight towards the dark thunder clouds. The two met in the sky and burst into brilliant light, as if to illuminate the entire starry sky.
boom! Another earth-shattering sound sounded, and the entire battlefield trembled. The violent energy spread in all directions, rocks collapsed, and ancient trees burned, just like the end of the world.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and Mu Yu was seen standing on the spot, the lightning on his body gradually fading away. Although his face was a little pale, his eyes were firmer.
The enemy was pushed back dozens of feet, and a trace of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at Mu Yu, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"You can actually fight me to this point..." the enemy said in surprise.
Mu Yu smiled softly: "It is the greatest honor for us cultivators to compete with a master like you."
The enemy looked at Mu Yu deeply, then looked up to the sky and sighed: "You deserve my respect in this battle. It's a pity..."
Before he finished speaking, the enemy suddenly launched an attack. A black sword energy swept toward Mu Yu like a tornado. Mu Yu's expression hardened and he quickly faced the opponent's attack.
The sky gradually became gloomy, and dark clouds were like a group of black dragons, rolling and surging in the sky. Thunder light loomed in it, and the low roar was like the sound of thousands of drums, foretelling an unprecedented battle.
Mu Yu slowly raised his hands, palms upward, as if inviting the thunder from the sky to come. A powerful aura was released from his body, which was the thunder power in his body, majestic and vast, seemingly endless.
Thunder exploded instantly, and a huge thunderbolt struck straight down from the sky, as if it was going to tear the world apart. However, Mu Yu still stood on the altar, and his figure looked increasingly tough under the light of thunder.
When the thunder touched the altar, Mu Yu's thunder power rose from the altar, forming a golden wall of light visible to the naked eye. The lightning struck the wall of light, making a deafening noise and instantly distorting the surrounding space.
That force made the surrounding air tremble, and even the ground was shaken with cracks. However, Mu Yu is like a majestic mountain peak that remains standing despite the wind and rain.
He raised his hands to the sky again, and more thunder fell from the sky, turning into huge thunder and lightning. Each thunder and lightning was enough to destroy a city, but Mu Yu took them one by one into his palms as if they were playing.
His thunder power surged crazily, directing those lightning ones one by one towards the enemies he had already regarded as targets. As soon as those enemies came into contact with those thunder and lightning, they were instantly blown to pieces.
The dark clouds in the sky seemed to sense something and began to surge in panic, as if they were escaping from something. And Mu Yu's figure looked even more majestic in the violent thunder and lightning.
Her hands quickly drew mysterious symbols, and the elements in the air began to vibrate, condensing into clouds of thunder and lightning. The clouds in the sky quickly gathered, lightning thundered, and strong winds blew, all seeming to announce the coming of a war.
Mu Yu watched all this calmly, his heart was as calm as a pool of autumn water. He knew that his enemy was behind the thunder and lightning, waiting for him to walk into the trap of fear. He slowly raised his hand, and a pure energy surged in his body, which was his power to fight against thunder and lightning.
Thunder and lightning collided with his energy in the air, triggering a battle that shook the world. The violent thunder and lightning struck his body, as if to tear him apart, but he was tenacious and could not fall. His energy formed a strong barrier, blocking all lightning attacks.
Then he started to fight back. His hands once again drew mysterious symbols, and a powerful energy burst out of his body and shot straight into the sky. Thunder and lightning collided with this energy, causing an explosion even more powerful than before.
The fist light and thunder collided in the air, bursting out with a strong light, like the sudden appearance of daylight, shocking people's hearts. Mu Yu's figure was as steady as a rock in the strong wind, and the thunder was instantly dispersed by his fist light.
The surrounding air was torn by the aftermath of the explosion, with violent winds and flying sand and rocks. Mu Yu's figure did not move, but his eyes were already looking in another direction.
Mu Yu's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand and punched out. The two forces collided again, and explosions were heard one after another, causing rocks to roll down all around.
