Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

In their perception, Zhang Yun had already demonstrated extraordinary strength, but now it seemed that was just the tip of the iceberg.

Zhang Yun's ability actually has a second stage. The level and depth of this power made Leng Xuan feel deeply shocked.

"Is Zhang Yun fighting monsters?" Leng Xuan's tone contained a hint of teasing, but more of it was a kind of awe for Zhang Yun's strength.

He looked at Zhang Yun's figure like a god of war, as well as the nine thunder eyes and purple thunder spears, and felt that this was beyond the scope of human combat. It was more like fighting against a powerful monster in a game.

The expression on Leng Xuan's face was completely broken, and his expression management completely failed at this moment.

His eyes were full of incomprehension, and he was deeply confused as to how Zhang Yun could possess such powerful strength.

In Leng Xuan's cognition, such power should only exist in legends or myths, but now, he has witnessed the real existence of this power with his own eyes.

A complex emotion surged in Leng Xuan's heart. He felt shocked and excited at the same time.

Shocked by Zhang Yun's strength and excited to be able to witness such strength.

He knew that from now on, Zhang Yun's name would be remembered by everyone and his power would become a legend.

The other people present were the same as Leng Xuan. Their expressions were different, but they all revealed awe of Zhang Yun's power.

They knew that Zhang Yun was no longer just a strong man among them, he had become a legend, a myth.

And they are fortunate enough to witness the birth of this myth.

Under Zhang Yun's control, this thunder spear flew directly towards Han Shaoyun. It was so fast that it arrived almost the moment it appeared.

Endless lightning flashed, and the entire sky and earth were shrouded in this powerful thunder force, and the nine heavens and the earth fell into a sea of ​​thunder.

In the sea of ​​thunder, purple electric lights were like countless sharp swords, cutting through the air and making sharp whistling sounds.

The power of thunder raged on the earth, and the ground shook because of the impact of thunder, as if the whole world was shaking.

Wherever the lightning went, everything was illuminated and everything was destroyed.

Faced with such an attack, Han Shaoyun felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.

His body seemed so small in the sea of ​​thunder, and his strength seemed so insignificant in front of Zhang Yun.

He could only watch as the purple lightning spear came towards him, his heart filled with fear of the impending destruction.

Under Zhang Yun's devastating blow, Han Shaoyun's figure was directly hit by the purple thunder spear, and he didn't even have the chance to let out a scream.

The power of the Thunder Spear was so great that it completely engulfed Han Shaoyun the moment it touched him.

Purple electric light raged on Han Shaoyun, and his body trembled violently under the impact of thunder. His skin, clothes, and even bones were turned into nothing under this force.

The heat of the thunder was so high that Han Shaoyun's body was burned to charcoal in an instant, and then further torn into the tiniest particles by the power of thunder.

In the end, Han Shaoyun's figure completely disappeared under the bombardment of thunder. He turned directly into a wisp of flying ash, was swept up by the strong wind, and dissipated in the air.

No trace was left, as if he had never existed in this world.

The entire scene fell into an eerie silence, with only the aftermath of thunder echoing in the air and the faint sound of wisps of flying ash drifting in the air.

Everyone present was deeply shocked by this scene, their eyes filled with awe and shock at Zhang Yun's power.

Zhang Yun's figure in the sky seemed calm and his movements were relaxed and graceful, as if the thrilling battle just now was just a small test for him.

He waved his hand lightly. This action seemed simple, but it contained unparalleled power.

With Zhang Yun's wave of his hand, the endless eye of thunder that seemed to destroy the world and the endless sea of ​​thunder that covered the entire battlefield disappeared in an instant.

This scene happened so suddenly and so incredible that everyone present felt a strong sense of unreality.

They rubbed their eyes, as if doubting whether what they had just seen was just an illusion.

The dark clouds in the sky quickly dissipated, as if driven away by an invisible giant hand.

The sun is shining brightly, and its warm rays penetrate the clouds and shine on the earth, bringing vitality and hope.

The blue sky and white clouds appeared again. They floated leisurely in the sky, which was beautiful beyond words and formed a sharp contrast with the thunder just now.

On the battlefield, the ground that was originally ravaged by thunder gradually returned to calm, and the electric charge in the air slowly dissipated, replaced by fresh air and the fragrance of soil.

The sunshine shone on everyone's face, bringing warmth and comfort, as if telling them that the storm had passed and peace and tranquility had returned.

Zhang Yun's figure slowly descended in the sky, his movements were graceful and calm, as if he was dancing in the air.

His footsteps were light, as if not affected by any gravity, like a feather falling gently.

This detached posture makes him look like an elf controlling the wind, soaring freely in the sky.

There was a satisfied smile on his face, which showed both confidence in his own strength and satisfaction with the outcome of the battle.

Zhang Yun made a scissors hand gesture to several people, (＾－＾)V.

This light-hearted gesture, coupled with his cheerful tone, seemed to tell everyone that the battle just now was just a piece of cake for him.

"Small problem! Solved!"

Zhang Yun spoke lightly, his voice carrying a sense of ease and confidence, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Looking at Zhang Yun's nonchalant actions and words, everyone's heart twitched. They had complicated emotions, feeling both in awe of Zhang Yun's strength and speechless about his attitude.

Wen Qimo felt that Zhang Yun's eyes at this moment were very asking for a beating. That look of confidence, as if everything was under control, made people feel a little bit offended.

He thought to himself, this kid keeps showing off again and again, and now that the battle is over, he's still trying to show off. He really deserves a beating.

He felt itchy inside and wanted to punch him.

But unfortunately, he knew that he could not beat Zhang Yun, and this feeling of powerlessness made him very angry.

%＞_＜%!!!

Others had similar feelings. They were shocked by Zhang Yun's strength, but were also speechless at his relaxed attitude.

"Zhang Yun! Stop pretending, we are still friends!" Lin Qiye couldn't stand Zhang Yun's habitual pretentiousness.

Quickly interrupt his spell!

Pull him to your side.

"Wow!! Brother Zhang Yun, you are so awesome!" Hongying and others also gathered over.

Pick up Zhang Yun and throw him into the sky!

Several people were laughing and playing.

Chen Muye watched all this with a smile on his face, looking relieved.

"Crack!"

Leng Xuan took out his camera and recorded this beautiful scene in a flash.

Holding the photo cherishingly, smiling, and murmuring happily.

"Hahaha! That's great!"