Chapter 710: Leifa, open!

"A fight with me, my realm is the same as yours but slightly higher than yours, I will suppress the realm, and you and I have a fair fight with the realm."
"As for what you want to ask, he knows."
When the young Tianzun spoke, he pointed to the boil on the ground.
Seeing Tianzun pointed at him, he looked very happy, and seeing that posture should be to make a good impression on himself in front of Tianzun.
However, Tianzun only pointed at him, and did not turn his head to look at him.
"You are transformed by Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, why do you have your own consciousness?"
After being silent for a while, Chen Xinglie still asked the biggest doubt in his heart.
However, the black-clothed boy just looked at him with a smile, and didn't seem to be ready to solve Chen Xinglie's doubts.
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Chen Xinglie didn't want to say more and stopped asking, his face straightened, his eyes fixed on the boy in black.
Straightforwardly said: "Since you don't want to say more, World War I!"
The black-clothed boy did not respond, but his aura gradually became stronger.
Chen Xinglie's heart beats as he feels the powerful momentum of the young man in front of him.
This guy...even if he suppresses his realm to the same realm as himself, his strength is far superior to himself.
Before Chen Xinglie thought too much, the figure of the young Tianzun appeared before him.
So fast!
This was Chen Xinglie's first feeling. He didn't expect that the black-clothed boy in the same realm as himself could reach such a speed. Could such an opponent really be able to fight?
There was a trace of fear in his heart. Chen Xinglie had traveled to this other world until now, the opponents he encountered had either crossed several realms and completely crushed him.
Either the realm is similar to one's own, but the combat power is much weaker than one's own. Where did he encounter a strong man like the black-clothed boy in front of him.
The young Tianzun did not give him time to think, and his voice still passed into Chen Xinglie's ears.
"Dare to think of other things in a fight with me?"
There are some dissatisfaction and disdain in the words.
Chen Xinglie frowned, seeing that the other's fist was about to fall on him, and quickly raised the big sword in his hand.
The big sword drew a cold light in front of him and pointed directly at the boy in black.
The fist of the young Tianzun collided with the big sword, Chen Xinglie stepped back, a trace of blood falling from the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the boy in black again, he just took a step back!
A collision with the enemy's weapon with a flesh fist, even a powerful weapon like the Great Sword, only made the black-clothed boy take a step back.
"Huh? This weapon is interesting."
Young Tianzun looked at the big sword in Chen Xinglie's hand and said with a smile.
Chen Xinglie wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't have the mind to talk to the other party. He didn't respond when he saw the other party talking.
It was just that the hand holding the big sword tightened again, and the figure disappeared in place.
Seeing Chen Xinglie's figure disappear, the black-clothed boy did not see the slightest panic on his face, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth did not disappear.
"Ding!"
The black-clothed boy raised his hand to hold a cold light and looked intently. The cold light in the young man's hand was the big sword in Chen Xinglie's hands.
The extremely high-grade big sword was actually held by the black-clothed boy at this time, and even when the boy's palm was confronting the big sword, there was a clear sound of golden and iron chatting.
With such a strong performance of the black-clothed boy, it is hard to imagine how far his true combat effectiveness has reached.
Chen Xinglie's expression also changed drastically when he saw the opponent holding the big sword easily.
Is this a fart?
The sword that he used all his strength to conceal his figure was easily held in the hand by the opponent, and his posture seemed to have plenty of energy.
A trace of despair rushed to Chen Xinglie's heart. What is his name?
How did you become such a thing after taking a good time?
"What? I lost my confidence when I got here?"
Chen Xinglie's thoughts were interrupted by the words of the black-clothed boy who were smiling but not smiling.
Taking a bite of the tip of his tongue, Chen Xinglie forced himself to calm down. Under the stimulus of the intense pain, his mind returned to its peak state.
Chen Xinglie snorted coldly and said, "Huh, where is this? Let's fight another 300 rounds!"
The voice fell, and the hands holding the big sword began to exert force.
The black-clothed boy didn't seem to feel the huge power coming from the sword in his hand, and he still looked so calm.
"This is just a little bit."
When the voice fell, the black-clothed boy actually released the sword he was holding.
When Chen Xinglie saw this, he coldly snorted and retreated. The other party was releasing water for himself?
Fuck your sister, I don't need it, Chen Xinglie!
There was a roar in his heart and his face flushed, which was a manifestation of rising anger.
"Leifa, open!"
With a silent voice in his heart, endless heavenly calamity thunder pouring out of Chen Xinglie's body.
Chen Xinglie, who was wrapped in layers of thunder, had a heavenly calamity aura on his body at this moment was actually much stronger than that of the black-clothed young man transformed from thunder.
The thunder covering Chen Xinglie's body surged at a speed visible to the naked eye and instantly turned into a suit of armor.
The whole body was covered by the armor of Thunder's illusion. At this moment, Chen Xinglie was like a who controls Nine Heavens Thunder.
The black-clothed boy quietly watched Chen Xinglie's series of operations, without any intention of interrupting him.
Seeing that Chen Xinglie was ready to fight to the death, he said, "Interesting, interesting!"
Chen Xinglie snorted coldly, holding a big sword in his right hand, and a lightning-shaped thunder in his left hand. At this moment, the thunder surging with a burst of breath actually looked like a weapon in his hand.
The power of thunder is still gushing out of his body, and the thunder armor on Chen Xinglie’s body becomes more and more solid, as is the thunder and lightning in his left hand. As new thunder power is continuously injected into both, the armor and that lightning are almost To condense into essence.
"war!"
Chen Xinglie yelled and rushed towards the boy in black again.
At this moment, the look of the boy in black was no longer relaxed, and replaced by a solemn look.
He could feel that the aura on this man's body had become completely different from before. The thunder armor and lightning were formed by the thunder descended from the robbery.
As for how Chen Xinglie did it, even if he was Tianzun, one of the strongest in the world, he couldn't understand.
This man is very mysterious, and it doesn't seem to be the little white face that those in the Holy Realm said, all protected by the Empress.
Chen Xinglie was like the Nine Heavens Thunder God at this time. Although the breath of this body mostly came from the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder on his body, the entire world was able to transform Heavenly Tribulation Thunder into his own use.
Even Tianzun has never heard of it.
He knew that even the female emperor would never have such a secret method to control the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder.
It seems that this guy is not all the little white faces mentioned by those in the Holy Realm.
A smile was raised at the corner of Tianzun's mouth.