Start with a fully leveled Free Heart Bell, and fight the Snow Moon Sword Immortal

Lei Wu naturally knew the purpose of Lei Wujie coming here at this time, so he no longer hesitated and left without any delay.

Because he felt from Lei Wujie that his strength was no worse than his own at this time.

Although it may not be possible to defeat Yan Zhantian, it shouldn't be a problem to hold him back.

Lei Wujie also slowly drew out his Red Sun Heavy Sword.

A powerful swordsman blows the dust on the ground in all directions.

Yan Zhantian couldn't help but marvel at the thick feeling. "What a heavy sword."

The Po Jun in Yan Zhantian's hand seemed to feel the same kind of aura.

The sword could not help but tremble.

"Wrath Sword Xianyan Zhantian, you have blocked our Lei family time and time again."

"Today, let's show each other whether your Pojun heavy sword is more powerful or my Chiyang heavy sword is stronger."

The Furious Sword Fairy's anger had reached its peak at this time, so he drew his heavy sword and struck directly without any nonsense.

Drawing the sword in anger is one of the three forms of the Furious Sword.

Yan Zhantian knew how accomplished the two brothers were in swordsmanship, so even if Lei Wujie had not reached the realm of swordsman, he did not dare to neglect them at all.

With this wide open and close move, Lei Wujie did not use fancy sword skills, but the same move, and the two sides collided instantly.

It's just a battle of one blow, victory or defeat has already been decided.

Yan Zhantian looked in disbelief at the broken army in his hand.

A crack has appeared in the middle of the sword body.

Moreover, a piece of Po Jun's sword blade had broken off.

This moment made the Wrath Sword Immortal freeze on the spot.

This made him unable to believe that his broken army sword, ranked fifth in the sword manual, could be broken so easily.

Over the years, he has fought against countless people in the world, and this has never happened before.

"What kind of sword are you?"

Lei Wujie was also very happy at this time. He did not expect that just one blow would actually interrupt the Sword Killer Immortal's heavy sword.

Without the heavy sword, the sword fairy is no longer a threat.

"Are you talking about this Chiyang? My brother made it for me."

Yan Zhantian thought for a while and then asked: "Was it built in Jianxin Tomb?"

After seeing Lei Wujie nod, Yan Zhantian was already disheartened.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, he couldn't help but reach out and wipe it.

In Lei Wujie's opinion, the Nu Jianxian looked very lonely at this time.

However, Lei Wujie did not come forward to disturb him, but stood there quietly.

"I didn't expect the power of the divine sword to be so powerful."

"I didn't believe it when I heard what those people in the world said before."

"When your strength reaches a certain level, any grass, wood, bamboo or stone can be used as a sword."

"You can even transform your body into a sword, and the sword and man can become one."

"So as long as the realm reaches a certain level, even if you give me a bamboo stick, I can still break some fine iron swords."

"I just didn't expect that I took it too much for granted, and I was a little bit blind to the sky."

"But today it happens that the heavy sword in your hand belongs to me."

Lei Wujie was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Yan Zhantian, who had been talking there for a long time, actually wanted to snatch his epee.

Fortunately, he was just like a knight-errant, obeying the rules and quietly waiting for him to recover.

But soon Lei Wujie showed a playful smile and said, "If you can defeat me and be able to hold this sword, then he will belong to you."

"Okay, in that case, just hand over this heavy sword to me obediently.".

Chapter 178: Five Thunder Tiangang Fist, the old man was wiped out in ashes

After Yan Zhantian finished speaking, he rushed over and wanted to snatch it, but he still underestimated Lei Wujie's strength and the power of this heavy sword.

Although Yan Zhantian had already used sword energy to wrap up his hands, after receiving the sword strike from Lei Wujie, he was still knocked away by the heavy force.

After standing firm, Yan Zhantian's hands began to tremble continuously, and he faintly felt blood flowing from his sleeves.

"This is impossible. How much does your sword weigh?"

Lei Wujie did not speak as he listened, but directly put the heavy sword on the ground, making a big hole and falling into it.

This heavy sword can be said to be completely tailor-made for Lei Wu-Jie.

The appearance and length of the heavy sword are not even as wide as Yan Zhantian's Po Jun.

But its weight is over a thousand kilograms.

If you are a normal warrior, even if you have cultivated to the Mystic Realm of Immortality, it will not be so easy to lift this divine sword.

For example, Li Fansong and Fei Xuan from Wangcheng Mountain once wanted to play with Lei Wujie's divine sword.

As a result, let alone playing with it, even if they wanted to pick it up, even if they tried their best, they couldn't do it.

In the end, Fei Xuan used the power of the Great Dragon Elephant to reluctantly lift the divine sword, but he couldn't use it if he wanted to.

It can be said that this divine sword must be used by those who practice Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

Or be recognized by the Divine Sword and become its master.

Therefore, when Nu Jianxian saw that Lei Wujie's heavy sword weighed so much, he was also very unbelievable.

"How can such a divine sword be worthy of my Yan Zhantian?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhantian not only was not shocked, but instead aroused his desire even more.

So one of the two sides started to fight, and the other kept sharpening his sword moves.

........

When Lei Xiu arrived at the Heroes' Banquet Hall, he had already seen the two warring parties.

At this time, Mrs. Tang and Lei Qianfu were fighting back and forth.

There wasn’t an all-out effort between the two sides.

It is still in a state of balance.

But everyone knows that this is just an appearance.

The arrival of Lei Hong completely broke the balance between the two parties.

The old man's whole aura also changed drastically in an instant.

Once again, he wanted to use the Tang Sect's unique skills, and thousands of trees flew into bloom.

I want to use this to fight to the death with Lei Qianfu.

"It's a good thing, old man."

At this time, Lei Qianfu also assumed the posture of the Five Thunder Tiangang Fist, the secret skill of Lei Sect.

Seeing Lei Qianfu actually using this boxing technique, the old man couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

After all, he has survived two generations of the Lei family, so he is very familiar with this boxing technique.

Although this boxing technique is very powerful, it is very difficult to practice.

Moreover, the first eight levels of this boxing technique pose no threat to a master like him.

Only the ninth level is of some use.

But the old man also knew that this ninth-level boxing technique was a suicidal boxing technique.

No one in Leimen has cultivated to this level so far.

"It's not like I haven't taken over the Five Thunder Tiangang Fist."

When the two martial arts collided, all the tables and chairs in the entire living room were overturned.

The whistling clothes on the two men's bodies were enough to show how powerful they were.

Feeling the strength of the Five Thunder Tiangang Fist, the old man couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Because it was exactly what he thought.

It's just that before he thought he was happy for long, Lei Qian's horse steps sank slightly.

"The ninth level of the Five Thunder Tiangang Fist, destroying the sky."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this move.

Not only was Lei Qianfu able to master this move, but what was even more surprising was that he was able to use it so decisively.

The most surprised person was Lei Qianfu’s opponent, the old man.

At this time, he felt the energy coming from his body, which made his pupils involuntarily dilate.

"Thousands of bluffs!"

"Sect Master!"

"master!"

For a moment, everyone in the Lei Alliance couldn't help shouting.

No one knows better than them what the ninth level of this boxing technique means.

If it were before, everyone might feel sorry.

Nowadays it is unbelievable.

After all, Lei Qianfu's current strength is as good as that of the old man, so there is absolutely no need to use this suicidal punch.

When both of them dispersed their moves, Lei Qianfu stood up unharmed.