Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 176 The group is destroyed

Under the influence of this suction force, the originally ordinary spiritual power in his body began to rush towards the lightning seed like a tide, pouring in like crazy as if it had found its home. When these spiritual powers touched the lightning seed, a wonderful change occurred. In an instant, those spiritual powers seemed to be injected with endless thunder power. The originally plain color instantly transformed into lightning spiritual power shining with dazzling blue light. The powerful energy fluctuations spread out to the surroundings with Shen Yun as the center.

At this moment, Shen Yun was like a flash of lightning that cut through the dark sky. His speed suddenly increased to a staggering level. His figure was as fast as a ghost, like an illusory phantom, moving freely among the crowd like lightning, making it almost impossible to catch his exact trajectory. The already extremely sharp long sword in his hand was now endowed with a powerful thunder and lightning force. The blade was jumping with crackling electric light, which looked extremely terrifying.

Every time Shen Yun swung his sword, the sword force with the power of thunder and lightning was like a violent thunder, and its power was amazing. Every swing of the sword seemed to carry the power of destroying the world, and the air seemed to be torn apart wherever it passed, making a sharp whistling sound. Under such a fierce attack by Shen Yun, those minions had no power to fight back at all. They were beaten so badly that they cried for their parents and fled in panic. However, no matter how hard they ran, they could not escape from Shen Yun's attack range. They were like trapped in an inescapable cage. No matter how they struggled, it was futile. They could only desperately endure Shen Yun's storm-like attack. People kept falling down screaming under the thunder and lightning sword force. The scene was chaotic and tragic.

In the surrounding forests, green lotus and lightning intertwined, shining brightly. Tie Gongsheng was more and more shocked. He didn't expect Shen Yun to have such a powerful back-up. His boxing skills became more fierce, but he gradually became powerless.

Sun Duiqian was stunned watching from the side, and he began to regret that he had provoked such a terrible enemy. His face was pale, his body was shaking constantly, and his heart was filled with fear and despair.

Shen Yun moved through the crowd at a very fast speed, beating the minions into pieces. Seeing this, Tie Gongfeng became more and more anxious and angry. He shouted again and used the Iron Bull Fist to the extreme, trying to stop Shen Yun's attack.

Shen Yun flashed and instantly appeared in front of Tie Gongfeng, slashing down with a long sword with the power of thunder and lightning in his hand. Tie Gongfeng quickly crossed his fists to block, but the powerful thunder and lightning force instantly transmitted to his arms along the long sword. A tingling sensation spread throughout Tie Gongfeng's body, causing his movements to stagnate.

Shen Yun did not give Tie Gongfeng any chance to breathe, and immediately launched a series of swift sword moves. Each sword was accompanied by whistling lightning, drawing dazzling arcs in the air. Tie Gongfeng tried his best to resist, but under Shen Yun's storm-like attack, he gradually became powerless, and marks of lightning burns appeared on his body.

"Ah!" Tie Gongfeng roared, trying to make a final struggle. He used all his strength to punch out, but Shen Yun turned his body skillfully and easily avoided the attack. Then, Shen Yun's eyes turned cold, and the long sword in his hand burst out with a more powerful lightning light, and stabbed Tie Gongfeng's chest with an indomitable momentum.

Tie Gongfeng's eyes widened, and he wanted to dodge but it was too late. The long sword pierced his chest with a puff, and the power of thunder and lightning raged wildly in his body. Tie Gongfeng's body trembled violently, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally he fell down powerlessly, and a generation of Tie Gongfeng fell. Shen Yun slowly drew out the long sword and looked at the body of Tie Gongfeng on the ground, his expression was cold and resolute. Everyone around was shocked by this scene, and for a moment no one dared to take another step forward.

"You...you...you...how dare you kill Tie Gongfeng?" Sun Duiqian's eyes widened in horror, his voice trembling, and his body retreated again and again. His face was full of disbelief and extreme fear, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He couldn't help but be afraid. You know, that was Tie Gongfeng, who was at the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and was also a well-known master in the sect. Now he was killed so easily. And he himself was just a figure at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Compared with Tie Gongfeng, there was a world of difference. Facing such a powerful Shen Yun, how could he survive?

Shen Yun's face was stern, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He did not reply, but walked towards Sun Duiqian with steady steps. Every step seemed to step on Sun Duiqian's heart, making his heart beat faster and his fear intensified.

"Don't come over here," Sun Duiqian retreated at the top of his lungs, shouting hysterically, "Don't come over here. I beg you not to come over here." His voice was full of despair and pleading, and he had completely lost his former majesty and composure. At this moment, Sun Duiqian was completely shrouded in fear, and completely forgot that he actually had cultivation. His mind was blank, and he just instinctively wanted to escape from Shen Yun's approach. He kept retreating, his eyes fixed on Shen Yun who was getting closer and closer, and he didn't notice the protruding tree roots behind him at all. Suddenly, his foot was lightly tripped by a tree root, and his body instantly lost balance and fell backwards involuntarily.

After this little episode, Shen Yun looked calm, but his steps did not stop at all. He walked slowly to Sun Duiqian. He looked down at Sun Duiqian who fell to the ground and asked in a cold voice: "Do you have any regrets?"

Sun Duiqian was terrified at this moment. He struggled to get up, but he was too scared to do anything. He could only sit on the ground, his eyes full of despair and begging. He said in a trembling voice, "Don't kill me. My father is Sun Tonglu, the Shaoqing of the Taichang Temple. I am his most beloved son. If you kill me, my father will never let you go."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruyi showed a trace of disdain and sadness on her face, shook her head, and sighed inwardly: "It's already this time, and you still dare to threaten the other party, don't you think you are dying too slowly?"

"Hehe." Shen Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and sneered, his eyes full of disdain. "If your father dares to come, then send him to reunite with you." After that, Shen Yun no longer hesitated, and shook the long sword in his hand, and a cold light flashed in an instant.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze. After a moment, a trace of blood slowly appeared on Sun Duiqian's neck. Sun Duiqian's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Then his body fell down softly.