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Chapter 266:
Do you think you deserve to say 'Thunder'?
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Chapter 266:
Do you think you deserve to say 'Thunder'?
(Fourth Update)
"Great, very great!
Mad Southern Ye, I've underestimated you! "
Sikong Ao's expression was gloomy as he narrowed his eyes. His gaze was filled with bewilderment, but more than that, it was filled with killing intent!
'This guy must not be allowed to live!'
He took a deep breath in after saying that. He shook all ten of his fingers, and ten mist-like energy surged out of each of his fingers. The ten energy surges were as white as snow and as thin as hair.
However, the moment they appeared, the entire air suddenly cooled down, and a bone-chilling aura was emitted from the ten threads of Strength Qi.
Everyone's pupils shrunk. There was fear in their eyes as they looked at the ten white energy threads.
Ye Chen stood proudly and scoffed, "Sikong Ao, you're the Martial Alliance chief. When did you learn needlework?"
The so-called needlework was a woman's job of threading needles. Were the energy threads that Sikong Ao consolidated not equivalent to cotton threads?
"Mad Southern Ye, don't you dare!"
Sikong Ao's arms trembled once again, and countless white threads condensed from his fingers. Everyone was shocked to find out that the air around him had actually solidified, and had even turned into ice.
Meanwhile, there was a bone-chilling chill in the air!
Sikong Ao crossed his arms, and the countless white threads weaved into a huge white net in an extremely ingenious manner.
The huge net fell from the sky and covered Ye Chen directly. Meanwhile, his hair was frozen at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
"Mad Southern Ye, how does my Thousand Trickeries Lure taste? This is the frigid energy that I collected from the Arctic tundra. I've refined it for tens of thousands of days and nights! "
Sikong Ao laughed out loud.
Ye Chen looked at the huge net on him. He wanted to break it, but he realized that the net was shrinking after being pressured.
After the big net covered him, the chilly air froze his eyes, brows, mouth, and lower body. In the end, Ye Chen turned into an ice sculpture.
"Hahaha, Mad Southern Ye has been frozen by the chief. He has completely lost the ability to resist."
"The Alliance Master is invincible. It's fine when he doesn't make a move, but when he does, it's like a thunderbolt!"
"It's too easy for him to kill Mad Southern Ye just like that. I suggest using a hammer to break the ice sculpture. That way, he'll turn into pieces!"
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All of the Martial Alliance disciples laughed out loud when they saw that. Pride filled their faces as if Ye Chen was already dead.
The sound was piercing to the eyes.
Sikong Ao threw his head back and laughed!
Ye Wushuang, who was far away, looked serious when he saw that. He held his sword and ran to Ye Chen who had turned into an ice sculpture immediately. He seemed to want to save Ye Chen.
However, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his way. It was Sikong Ao.
"Unparalleled Sword, Mad Southern Ye is dead. Why don't you surrender to me? I'll spare your life! "Sikong Ao looked at Ye Wushuang in mockery.
Seeing that Ye Wushuang did not move, Sikong Ao spoke again, "I've no idea what's your relationship with Mad Southern Ye, but I think you're just friends. There's no need for you to die with him!"
At that moment, he heard a series of cracking noises.
Suddenly, he heard a series of cracking sounds, as if a layer of ice was breaking, accompanied by the sound of water dripping onto the ground.
He turned his head to look immediately.
He saw a raging fire burning inside the ice sculpture that Ye Chen had turned into. Ye Chen turned into a man on fire directly.
The fire was getting bigger and eventually, the ice sculpture melted slowly. Streams of water were dripping down quickly.
"How is that possible?!"
The smile on Sikong Ao's face froze.
"Sikong Ao, do you think you can trap me with that technique? That's just wishful thinking! "
Ye Chen, who was in the ice sculpture, said slowly, "True Samadhi Fire, burn the heavens and melt the earth!"
Bang!
The ice sculpture exploded. At the same time, the fire on Ye Chen's body swept through the air. It lit up thousands of meters, and the scorching airwave filled heaven and earth.
Sikong Ao looked at each other in shock and retreated immediately.
Ye Chen stood in the sea of fire with his arms behind his back. He walked one step after another like the God of Fire had arrived.
Countless people watched that blankly. They were dumbstruck, and they were secretly shocked.
Such a technique had surpassed the level of a human!
A smile appeared on Ye Wushuang's cold face.
He seemed relaxed!
"How is that possible? How is that possible?!"
Sikong Ao's expression finally changed drastically!
Not only was Ye Chen not afraid of his Thousand Trickeries, but he had even created fire to break his Thousand Trickeries!
Ye Chen walked toward him one step after another and shook his head lightly. "I'm very disappointed in you. From today onward, the Martial Alliance will cease to exist!"
"Hahaha!"
Sikong Ao, who was enraged, suddenly laughed out loud.
Ye Chen frowned slightly. "What are you laughing at?"
"I heard that you're called Master Ye. You can control lightning and now fire. I think you're a Spell Master too, but do you think you're the only one?"
Sikong Ao said while smiling.
"Congratulations, you've successfully forced me to use my technique. In reality, apart from being a half-step martial venerable, I'm also a Spell Master!"
"Spell Master?" Ye Chen was surprised.
"You don't know that you're a Spell Master?"
Sikong Ao frowned slightly. He smiled proudly after noticing that Ye Chen did not look like he was faking it. "In this world, there aren't only ancient martial artists, but there are also Spell Masters. If ancient martial artists rely on their physical strength, Spell Masters rely on spells!"
"So, you're a dual cultivator of spells and martial arts?"
The shock in Ye Chen's eyes grew. He did not expect there to be a Spell Master.
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It's similar to cultivators. '
Sikong Ao smirked and took out a talisman. He then bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the talisman.
After absorbing his blood, the talisman released a glow that was as bright as day. Subsequently, it split into eight beams of light and shot around the Martial Alliance mountain gate.
Meanwhile, his skin began to shrivel and his face looked haggard. He looked like he had aged ten years in an instant.
Sikong Ao stomped his foot hard and shouted. Eight beams of light shot out from every corner of the Martial Alliance mountain gate. They shot into the sky.
"Mad Southern Ye, have a taste of my technique!"
"Martial Alliance Mountain Guarding Formation, activate. Borrow the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning!"
Sikong Ao shouted with all of his strength!
"Lightning, come!"
As soon as he was done speaking, Ye Chen's expression changed.
Bang!
Thunder rumbled above the clouds. Countless dark clouds gathered and were extremely heavy. Soon, the sky above everyone was covered in dark clouds as if ink had been splashed on them.
Lightning flashed through the clouds.
Everyone knelt onto the ground by instinct.
Everyone knelt onto the ground by instinct.
Heavenly might!
The majestic heavenly might!
They could not believe that the chief could perform it!
"Mad Southern Ye, rumor has it that you can control lightning. Unfortunately, I can too. Let's see who's more powerful today!"
Sikong Ao could not stop laughing hysterically. Although he said that, his eyes were filled with disdain.
The formation had existed since the Martial Alliance was established. The Celestial Master of Mount Longhu had put in a lot of effort to set it up.
He had not used it for hundreds of years. To fight Ye Chen now, he, Sikong Ao, had used up all of his trump cards.
So what if Mad Southern Ye could control lightning? To him, how could that little bit of lightning compare to what he was doing now?
"Despair, Mad Southern Ye!"
Sikong Ao could not stop laughing.
However, in the next second, he realized that Ye Chen was looking at him like he was an idiot.
"You want to compete with me in Lightning Method? I can't believe it! "
Ye Chen shook his head lightly. He did not know whether to laugh or to cry. Subsequently, he said all of a sudden, "However, do you think you deserve to say lightning?"
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