Wu Xiong's face was not very pretty. Although he knew that what Si Xinghe said was the truth, he didn't want to admit it.
"Jin Tang's majesty cannot be challenged, Si Xinghe, you can't escape today even if you have wings!"
Wu Xiong made a secret in his hand, muttering something in his mouth, and the two men immediately attacked again.
This time their attack power became stronger, and they even had several more vines, as if their low-level abilities had been upgraded by several stages at once.
boom!
The seventh thunderbolt struck over and accidentally broke the vines.
Si Xinghe still stood where he was, not hiding or dodgeing. Seeing this situation, he smiled and said, "Tsk, tsk, even thunder can't stand it."
Wu Xiong continued to control the two men, wielding several wind blades at the same time.
His cultivation was not as good as Si Xinghe's, but the advantage of his wind power was his speed. In a flash, when Si Xinghe was fighting against the two men with all his strength, Wu Xiong suddenly appeared behind him.
Two wind blades flanked each other, and at the same time, a body-immobilizing talisman was thrown towards Si Xinghe.
At the critical moment, the eighth thunder struck.
boom!
The sky thunder landed right at Wu Xiong's feet, and the residual power alone sent it a long way away. When it hit the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Wu Xiong looked at the sky in shock, "There have been 7 thunders, and they are still going on. Could it be 9?"
Only people above the Mahayana stage will attract nine heavenly thunders. Who is this
Si Xinghe looked like he understood everything, and raised his fingers, "Come on, keep going."
Wu Xiong stood up staggeringly. He always had the feeling that the great tribulation master was helping Si Xinghe.
But the lady gave an order that Si Xinghe must be dealt with, so he had no choice but to give it a try.
boom!
Finally, the ninth thunder struck down.
This time, the two men were chopped into pieces. Wu Xiong didn't even have time to raise his hand to make a secret.
The area near the city protection bridge was pockmarked by thunder. When the thunder ended, the dark clouds dispersed little by little.
A gust of wind flashed past, and a figure appeared next to Si Xinghe.
The man was wearing a black cloak with a fashionable beret on his head. He was slightly fatter than Si Xinghe, and his facial features were particularly similar, but his skin was slightly wrinkled, making him look a little more experienced and vicissitudes of life.
What a strong breath!
Wu Xiong subconsciously took a step back.
Is this the one who can transcend tribulations
"Dad, do you care if this old man got two puppets to bully your son?" Si Xinghe looked at the people next to him with a smile.
Mr. Si rolled his eyes at him angrily, "You're worthless. How can two puppets make you unable to fight back?"
Si Xinghe shrugged and spread his hands, "Aren't I helping you share the thunder from the sky? It's hard to find such a filial son even with a lantern, but you still despise him."
Wu Xiong was suddenly shocked. The man who could overcome the calamity was actually the old man of the Si family.
And what Si Xinghe did just now was actually just using them to help his father share the power of the thunder!
Mr. Si was still angry and turned to look at Wu Xiong.
"Shopkeeper Wu, I wonder where Quanzi offended you, Jintang, and made you murderous?"
The deep voice, combined with the pressure of the Mahayana cultivation level, suddenly pressed down on Wu Xiong.
He bent his legs and knelt down until he was three-thirds of the way down.
Mr. Si has just finished his tribulation and is still weak, but even so, his pressure cannot be underestimated.
"Mr. Si, this, this is all a misunderstanding."
Wu Xiong used all his strength to barely utter a complete sentence.
(End of chapter)