"Stop chirping and hurry up!"
Zhu Youwen seemed a little impatient. He was the most annoyed by this kind of job of giving advice.
However, thinking about how he could have a good fight with that old guy Zhang Xuanling next, he became impatient, and the body-protecting yin energy had already gushes out of his body and lingered around him.
"Then it's coming!"
As Zhu Youwen's dark body-protecting yin energy emerged, Zhang Zifan felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Suppressing the emotional fluctuation caused by Zhu Youwen's impatient words, he frowned slightly, his eyes were full of solemnity, and lightning suddenly appeared around him.
With five fingers clasped, he raised his hand towards Zhu Youwen, and a thunderbolt that was as thick as an ordinary person's forearm pierced the space. The space seemed to be marked with a hideous scar shining with dazzling blue light, and it quickly spread towards Zhu Youwen.
It was like a real thunder. It didn't give anyone the time to blink. In just an instant, the thunder bombarded Zhu Youwen's body-protecting yin energy.
"boom!"
The thunderbolt in the clear sky, the deafening sound is not the sound of thunder hitting the Yin Qi that protects the body, but the sound of thunder appearing when it appears.
It's just that it follows the characteristics of Thunder, and there is a slight difference between the two.
However, this error is not large, because it is so small that even an expert can hardly detect it.
Of course, a master like Zhu Youwen can still detect it, but he never likes to think too much and doesn't care about this kind of problem at all.
The power of this thunder is not small, and the Yin Qi that protects Zhu Youwen's body is turbulent.
The next moment, Zhang Zifan's figure turned into a bolt of lightning and swept towards Zhu Youwenji.
Zhang Zifan's speed was just like the speed of the thunderous bombardment just now. It was quite fast, much faster than some great masters who were good at movement.
Arriving in front of Zhu Youwen in an instant, the black iron fans in his hands did not unfold, but came together, hitting Zhu Youwen's throat like an iron rod.
The only difference may be that the "iron rod" has thunder attached to it.
"Boy, there are too many flaws!"
Zhu Youwen's cold and contemptuous voice sounded, and the turbulent body-protecting yin energy around him suddenly surged. A big hand wrapped in the thick body-protecting yin energy, and the outline could only be barely seen clearly, came first. He came and took a photo towards Zhang Zifan.
The big hand was very fast, so fast that even if Zhang Zifan took the palm forcefully, the black iron fan in his hand could still barely reach the body-protecting Yin Qi lingering around his throat.
Zhang Zifan's judgment was extremely accurate and decisive. He immediately stopped and retreated.
Thunder flashed around him, and he was about to disappear, fleeing from Zhu Youwen's side.
Unexpectedly, the speed of the big black hand suddenly accelerated. When Zhang Zifan noticed it, the big black hand was already less than a foot away from him.
The thunder that lingered around the body came into contact with the dark body-protecting Yin Qi, making a "sizzling" sound.
Zhang Zifan's intuition told him that he had no time to dodge, so he had to cross his arms in front of him.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and Zhang Zifan suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and overwhelming pain came from the bones of his arms.
The whole figure was like a stone thrown to the ground, hitting the ground not far behind him.
That big black hand only had momentary contact with his body, and it only took a moment for his body to hit the ground.
And it was at this moment that he felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, especially his back, which was directly competing with the ground to see who was harder. Of course, his back was still harder after all. The ground beneath him was already broken, and the debris was still a bit jarring.
"Cough cough cough cough~"
When that palm fell, the pain was naturally not just a simple bone pain. Under the pressure of the huge force, his chest was unable to breathe for a while, and he felt like he was suffocating.
The accumulated inner energy was instantly dispersed, and the flashing lightning and lingering thunder around him "sizzled" twice before dissipating as if the power supply had been cut off.
Holding back the pain, he mustered up his energy to gather his inner energy and re-operate the Five Thunder Heaven Heart Art.
After the internal force circulated throughout the body, the body that was about to fall apart improved.
Gritting his teeth, he endured the pain in his arms and stood up.
He looked up, his face was slightly pale, his expression was ferocious and terrifying, and he looked at Zhu Youwen with eyes that were still contemptuous.
He seemed to understand that this might not be the arrogance of the Xuanming Sect Ghost King, but rather that he was overestimating his capabilities.
But this is really no wonder for him. His Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Technique has reached the peak of the fourth level, and his strength has entered the Great Celestial Rank. Even among the Great Celestial Ranks, he is considered to be relatively powerful when it comes to taking action.
This kind of martial arts, if you look at the world, you can really be considered a top master.
Unexpectedly, there are stronger masters above this great heaven. In front of such masters, his so-called great heaven's strength is so vulnerable that he can barely catch a single move.
It seems that his father still loves him very much, and he is almost afraid of breaking him.
"The Ghost King should often fight against others. I wonder what role this boy plays among the people the Ghost King has fought against?"
By asking questions, Zhang Zifan regrouped his inner energy, and the Five Thunder Heaven Heart Jue circulated in his meridians again, and the pain on his body was immediately relieved.
The awkward posture he had just held to support his body returned to normal, and he resumed his fighting posture.
"A shabby little character!"
Zhu Youwen said contemptuously, he didn't use all his strength or let go, it was just a casual blow, probably about 60 to 70% strength.
Therefore, even if Zhang Zifan accepted this palm, it would not cause him to look at him differently.
If you want to attract his attention, you must at least reach Li Xian's level.
And now Zhang Zifan is still far away from Li Xian.
Even if Li Xianlai were to fight Zhang Zifan, it would be difficult for Zhang Zifan to survive ten moves.
"If you can break through the fifth level of Wu Lei Tian Xin Jue, you may be worthy of my king taking a second look!"
Zhu Youwen was still arrogant, but he rarely used aggressive tactics.
After just one move, he had already figured out the details of Zhang Zifan, who had been stuck at the peak of the fourth level of the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Technique for some time.
He is a little weak, but like Li Xian, he is better because of his youth. As far as he knows, the Five Thunder Heaven Heart Jue has been layer by layer since the second level. Breakthroughs at each level will bring about qualitative changes. .
If Zhang Zifan can break through the fifth level of Wu Lei Tian Xin Jue today, he may not be able to become a being who can fight with him in the future.
"Really? Then come again!"
Raising his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhang Zifan had a look of determination on his face, thunder bloomed around him, and arcs flashed.
The stone slabs under his feet shattered, and the whole person turned into thunder and disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, the black iron fan emerged from a bolt of thunder, unfolded violently, and turned into a sharp blade, slashing behind Zhu Youwen...
Some people died, but not completely...
