Chapter 3

In the man's harmony, regardless of his own injuries, one after another surrounded by the monsoon smoke. With their flesh and blood, they built a human wall to resist the thunder and lightning.

The monsoon smoke stood in the crowd stupidly, looking at the deep pit at that distance, and the thunder and lightning falling on her side were bright and dark.

The monsoon smoke raised her head slowly and her eyes widened involuntarily. She saw that on the opposite mountain, those black robed men with wooden sticks were waving their magic wands, and all the thunder fell.

"Miss, you go quickly! We're afraid it won't last long. " The leader opened his mouth breathlessly. During his speech, he had used his heavy sword to block two thunders in a row. The heavy sword was half finger thick, and cracks had appeared under the lightning bombardment.

"Ha?" A short laugh suddenly came from the rear. The strong man turned his head in surprise. Suddenly, he saw the monsoon smoke in the crowd, which was protected by the public. Suddenly, he laughed. When no one had time to respond, the monsoon smoke suddenly pulled away the wolf's embarrassed guards in front of her and walked straight to the place where the lightning fell. Her eyes were printed with a cluster A fire that burns people.

"Miss?"

"Chop me? Your sister, how dare you strike me with thunder? I've got ninety-nine thunders. Now I'm going to use them to chop me! You're the only one with thunder, aren't you The monsoon smoke saw the thunder and lightning go away completely. After years of preparation, she managed to survive 98 Tianlei. However, she forced the ninety ninth one to split through the shell. As a result, the shell was not covered with heat. Someone took thunder to split her again?

Really think she's a big thunderbolt?!

"Do you really think I have no thunder to crack? Wait for me! " The monsoon smoke tore off a piece of clothing immediately. In the voice of the strong man, he bit the fingertip of his finger and drew a strange picture and text on the torn cloth with bright red blood.

In the last stroke, monsoon smoke grabbed the heavy sword in the hands of the strong man and waved the bloody cloth to the sky. The sword head of the heavy sword crossed the cloth.

The crisp sound overflows from the mouth of the monsoon smoke at the moment: "five thunders roar!"

When the voice of monsoon smoke falls to the ground, the cloth scratched by the tip of the sword suddenly ignites and becomes a flame that gradually spreads in the air.

The strong man who was robbed of the heavy sword was dumbfounded. He stared at the thin little lady holding the heavy sword which was a part taller than her. The words echoed in his ears were never heard before.

What's the thunder?

Their miss It's not true. It hurt your brain, is it?

When the strong man doubted whether the monsoon smoke had been fooled by thunder, suddenly the dark sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder seemed to pass through the clouds and destroy the earth. Those thunders were completely swallowed by the inexplicable thundercloud!!!

Just listen

With a loud bang, countless thunder and lightning broke through the clouds and fell from the sky, sweeping everything on the opposite hillside in an instant!

However, the thunder in an instant killed most of the pursuers in an instant. The men in black robes, who were standing at the front of the hillside, had not even reflected what was going on, and they had been split into scorched bodies by the sudden lightning and fell silent on the ground.