Chapter 1500

"Ah! Chu Xuan, you and I will never part. "

The nine color God thunder falling down from the thunder's palm print of Quanzhen swordsman cracked and smoked all over his body. Almost instantly, his blood could not flow out to the long drought cracked land, and all of them dried up in an instant.

His body was covered with black and scabby black blocks, which fell under the pressure of Lei's palm print.

The God of nine colors, Lei Wei, is powerful, which can not be resisted by a half step immortal of Quanzhen swordsman. His eyes quickly become dark and his breath becomes weak.

From head to toe, it's just a piece of black charcoal.

However, he did not die, there is a breath like gossamer.

Quanzhen swordsman is endowed with Kendo and thunder power, so he has his own understanding of leidao.

I didn't expect that he would dare to devour the nine color God thunder in vain to break the cocoon and become a butterfly.

Chu Xuan looked on coldly. He didn't pay any attention to him. He looked at him silently. Anyway, Lei's palm print was about to fall, and he didn't want to spend too much money.

Seeing the miserable appearance of Quanzhen swordsman and the half step immortal hiding in the mountains, all of them are gloomy. They are wondering how long they can hold on to shangchuxuan under the thunder palm print.

Other friars and martial artists are paying close attention to observe, and want to feel a ray of thunder in the cableway to see if there is an opportunity for insight.

All the people in Longmen applauded. They would like Quanzhen swordsman to be chopped to death by the nine color God thunder.

"Zi la..."

Quanzhen swordsman didn't give up. He was a half step immortal, with thunder and kendo magic. He was like killing him was not so easy.

I saw that Quanzhen swordsman was walking around the chain of electric snakes and thunder. He even explored the vitality of the nine color God thunder.

"Click!"

The vitality of the nine color God thunder was swallowed up by him, and his injuries improved instantly. The black carbon on his body surface cracked with a click, and he was reborn.

Although he was still unable to lift his head under the pressure of Lei's palm print, he was full of vitality and Qi and blood, and his old face recovered to the congenital state of a baby at this moment.

A sword and thunder flashed in his eyes. Quanzhen sword master was secretly pleased and roared to Chu Xuan: "boy, you can continue to chop me with thunder!"

He tried to be hard to get, and deliberately stimulated chuxuan. He wanted to understand more laws of thunder Sabre from the nine color God thunder.

Hearing the words of Quanzhen swordsman, all the martial artists and friars around looked strange. Only those half step real immortals who were hidden had complicated looks. They could see the idea of Quanzhen sword master.

"It's interesting that this guy is so cruel and cruel to pry into the power of higher laws."

Hidden in the mountains, a half step real immortal murmured, and her eyes were filled with admiration and admiration. The other half steps were like this.

No matter how rampant and shameless Quanzhen swordsman is, at least, his fearless spirit is worthy of praise.

"As you wish!"

Stepping on the void, chuxuan still had no expression and said calmly: "such requirements as you have always met recently. I really don't know if you are mentally disabled."

Chuxuan's face was expressionless, but his words were extremely irritating.

As the words fell, his mind moved, and the nine colors of thunder fell from Lei's palm print, which was not polite to chop on the body of Quanzhen swordsman.