Chapter 191: Thunder Sect's Holy Son, Lei Zhen



What made Li Potian's heart sink even more was that when these two people attacked her, Qin Shaoyang and Mu Xueyan from Jinyun Sect also turned around and flew towards this side together.

Jinyun Sect and Shenyi Sect have joined forces!

Li Potian frowned slightly, dodging the opponent's attack while taking the time to remind Meng Wan and Qing Yu.

"The other side has more people, let's break through first..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly realized something and swept the giant axe across Meng Wan and Qing Yu.

The shadow was touched by the giant axe and immediately turned into nothing!

Li Potian's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and he realized that he had been tricked.

These two guys actually used illusion to disguise themselves and made themselves targets to attract fire!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After a brief moment of surprise, Huali laughed so hard that her eyes almost popped out.

"You, the people of the Xuanyin Sect, are truly interesting. Faced with a formidable enemy, instead of working together to defeat them, you actually resort to using your teammates as scapegoats and deserting the battlefield."

Xiao Yi snorted lightly, a hint of a smile on his lips, "Demon cultivators are just like that. A bunch of scoundrels, they deserve to die!"

While the two were talking, "Fairy Miaoyin" Mu Xueyan had already arrived. She looked at Li Potian coldly and directly used her best sonic attack.

"Since the other two have escaped, let's kill this one first!"

Being backstabbed by an unreliable teammate and now surrounded by four saints, Li Potian felt the rage burning in his chest, about to burst out!

She roared, poured all her spiritual power into the giant axe, chopped horizontally and vertically, and fought with several people.

While Li Potian was fighting against a powerful enemy, Meng Wan had already escaped from the battlefield on a beam of light.

At this moment, a green figure landed beside her, keeping pace with her.

It was Qingyu.

"Junior Sister Meng, what a great trick."

Qingyu greeted Meng Wan with a gentle smile on his face.

"Same here."

Meng Wan walked without stopping, her tone indifferent, and she didn't even glance at the other person.

Qingyu didn't care and suggested sincerely.

"These geniuses are all incredibly powerful. It's too dangerous for them to act alone. How about you and I join forces?"

A smile appeared on Meng Wan's lips, but a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Qingyu appears to be gentle as jade, but he is actually very cunning. If you work with him, you always have to worry about him stabbing you in the back.

"Meng Wan appreciates Senior Brother Qingyu's kindness."

Meng Wan's tone was cold, with a hint of alienation that kept people at a distance. "However, I'm used to being alone. I'm afraid you've found the wrong person, Senior Brother."

Qingyu was not angry when he heard this, but just smiled helplessly.

"In that case, let's say goodbye. I hope everything goes well for Junior Sister Meng."

After saying that, he flashed and turned into a green light and disappeared beside Meng Wan.

Only after Qingyu left completely did Meng Wan slow down and recall what Elder Shi had said.

The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter are all geniuses, and hunting one of them counts as one spot.

The remaining disciples need to hunt down three people.

Hunting down powerful Saint Son-level warriors can certainly help you quickly obtain a spot, but the risks are also extremely high.

It would be better to start with those elite disciples first and accumulate small amounts to form a large one, which is the safest strategy.

Meng Wan activated the Blood Wheel Eye and looked into the distance.

Soon, a target was locked on.

It was a group of monks from a small force, consisting of four people. Except for one Saint Son-level warrior, the other three were ordinary elite disciples, making them relatively easy prey.

Meng Wan quietly approached the team and followed them patiently.

It was not until they encountered a group of peripheral cultivators and got into a melee that Meng Wan finally took action.

In a flash, Meng Wan appeared like a ghost, and bloody murderous energy erupted instantly.

With a shrill whistling sound, the blood-red sword in her hand cut through the air and struck the back of one of the elite disciples.

The man was caught off guard and didn't even have time to react before he was torn apart by Meng Wan's powerful sword energy. Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

Then, while everyone was stunned, Meng Wan once again urged the blood sword in his hand and attacked the other two elite disciples.

Faced with the sudden attack, the remaining two elite disciples finally recovered from their shock. They immediately took out their spiritual weapons and tried to resist Meng Wan's attack.

But Meng Wan's blood aura was too fierce, and each sword was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

But in an instant, the blood sword in her hand easily tore through the second elite disciple's defense and pointed directly at the opponent's heart.

The next moment, the blood sword pierced through the man's body and he stopped breathing.

Upon seeing this, the last elite disciple didn't even dare to take the spiritual weapon he had sacrificed. He turned around and fled with horror in his eyes.

But Meng Wan is faster.

Her figure flashed and she caught up with the disciple in an instant.

In a flash of blood, the disciple's head flew high into the air, and blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding land red.

It sounds slow, but from the time the first elite disciple died to the time the last head fell to the ground, it only took two breaths of time.

After killing the three people, Meng Wan slowly practiced the Blood Demon Heavenly Evil Technique, absorbing the blood energy that filled the air.

The remaining powerful Saint Son-level warrior watched his companions die tragically, but he was unable to extricate himself because he was caught in the melee.

After quickly dealing with several wandering cultivators around him, he looked at Meng Wan with red and bloodshot eyes.

"Xuan Yin Sect demon cultivators, you are too vicious! You slaughtered my fellow apprentices for no reason. I will fight you to the death!"

He recognized Meng Wan's identity, and was filled with shock and anger, burning with rage.

After witnessing Meng Wan's terrifying explosive power and strange magic skills, he felt that close combat was too dangerous, so he made a quick decision, retreated violently, and distanced himself from Meng Wan.

At the same time, the magic formula in his hand flew, condensing into a long spear flashing with lightning, pointing at Meng Wan in the distance.

"I am Lei Zhen, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Thunder Sect. Even if I risk getting hurt today, I will make you pay the price!"

Lei Zhen roared and swung the long spear in his hand. Violent lightning bolts, like a roaring dragon, bombarded towards Meng Wan.

"Want to kill me? It depends on whether you have the ability to do so!"

Meng Wan looked at the halberd in his hand with interest, and a red light condensed at her fingertips, slashing towards the other party.

The blood-red light was like a blood moon, carrying a heart-pounding murderous aura, cutting through the air and colliding head-on with the violent thunder and lightning.

This red light is the Blood Moon Slash!

boom!

With a loud bang, blood and lightning intertwined, deafening the ears and annihilating all the lightning.

Lei Zhen only felt an overwhelming and irresistible force coming, and his body involuntarily took several steps back with a look of horror on his face.

Thunder magic is the most domineering and is naturally able to restrain blood magic.

However, after just one encounter, his thunder magic was completely suppressed by the opponent's blood magic.

In this situation, there is only one possibility.

The other party's cultivation and strength far surpassed his!

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