Si Lei Zhenjun

Inside the house, four people sat around a round table and ate.

The meal was cooked by Wanqiu, and the ingredients were provided by the two sisters Hong'e.

I don’t know where they got the two monsters from, but they said they wanted to roast them and eat them in the yard.

Then Wan Qiu volunteered that she could cook and wanted to let everyone taste her cooking skills.

So there was this scene.

Chu Xing put down his bowl, looked at his master, whose cheeks were bulging with food, and said:

"Master, I would like to withdraw some spirit stones to ask someone to help me forge a magical flying sword."

Qi Shunan glared at Chu Xing with a hint of dissatisfaction, as if she felt that Chu Xing was a big spender, and scolded him:

"Do I need to buy this thing? Yuluan and I are planning to go out and relax, so I can just pick one up for you."

Chu Xing thought that anything you picked up must be stolen goods. How could I dare to use it?

"...Master, I think it would be better to find someone to make one for me. It will be easier to use."

Qi Shunan curled her lips in disapproval:

"Do you think this is making clothes? A broken flying sword needs to be tailor-made. I'll just pick up a better one for you."

Chu Xing silently picked up the bowl and continued to eat, not daring to say anything more.

Now that his financial power is in the hands of the other party, he can only be forced to accept this "second-hand flying sword".

After a while, the four of them finished eating, and the two girls Hong'e patted their butts and left the yard.

Chu Xing took on the task of washing dishes alone, secretly thinking about where to try out the sword skills he had just learned.

After the painful lesson of spending 200,000 spirit stones last time, he no longer dared to just find a place to start practicing.

If the eldest senior brother's thinking is correct, this sword technique will trigger heavenly thunder once it is performed. I am afraid that even if we go to the room constructed by Qiankun magic, it will not be safe.

Although those places are vast and empty, they are not independent small worlds.

After thinking it over, Chu Xing decided to ask Wang Huntian. If that didn't work, he would have to leave the city.

……

"You want to find a place to practice sword techniques? I remember giving you a room constructed with Qiankun magic, didn't I?"

Wang Huntian frowned and looked at Chu Xing.

Chu Xing answered honestly:

"Using this sword technique of mine might make a lot of noise, and it might even attract some thunder."

Hearing this, Wang Huntian was not impressed. How could a mere Jindan stage cultivator attract heavenly thunder? At most, it would only cause a minor scene of thunder and lightning.

However, he was reluctant to expose the other party's boasting, so he nodded and said:

"In the northeast corner of this mansion, there's a fairly spacious open space. You can go there and practice this sword technique. The entire City Lord's Mansion is enveloped by a powerful formation. Even if a thunderbolt were to fall, it wouldn't cause any damage."

Chu Xing felt relieved after hearing this, but just in case, he thought it would be better to say it in advance:

"Uncle, you said it, if this lightning strikes something accidentally, I will not be held responsible."

Seeing the other party's serious look, Wang Huntian couldn't help laughing:

"Haha, my dear nephew, let alone damaging something, even if this thunder smashed my entire City Lord's Mansion beyond recognition, I would never ask you to pay a single cent!"

Chu Xing smiled and said:

"Since uncle said so, I am completely relieved."

Wang Huntian's face suddenly showed a trace of distress, and he said:

"My dear nephew, whenever the Red Evil Twins appear somewhere, disaster usually happens. Can you please go and talk to them on your uncle's behalf? You can harass others, but please don't try to target my City Lord's Mansion."

Chu Xing laughed dumbly and said comfortingly:

"Uncle, don't worry. They should be out of the city by now."

……

Northeast corner, open space.

Chu Xing summoned his magical flying sword, held it across his chest, made finger gestures with both hands, and chanted a spell.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth seemed to shake, dark clouds rolled endlessly, bursts of dull thunder sounded like the roar of war drums, resounding through the sky, and lightning flashed and jumped at the edge of the clouds, like a silver snake dancing wildly.

Chu Xing's expression became serious, and he raised his finger. The flying sword suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew over his head.

In a moment, the murderous atmosphere between heaven and earth became thicker and thicker, dark clouds pressed down like a giant beast, thunder and lightning were flashing, like the wrath of a god, raging across the sky.

Chu Xing's eyes flashed with an inexplicable enthusiasm and anticipation. He stared at the flying sword hanging above his head. Although that sentence was not in the mantra, he still couldn't help but shout out:

"The brilliant power of heaven, lead it with the sword!"

Boom boom boom——

Huge flashes of lightning flashed in the distant sky, piercing through the heavy dark clouds like a hot knife through butter, and falling straight down to the earth like a blade that split the sky, carrying the power to destroy the world.

"Why is there more than one thunderbolt? And each one looks so terrifying. Can my magical flying sword withstand it?"

Chu Xing looked at the thick bolts of lightning falling straight down from the sky, feeling shocked and suspicious.

His eyes widened, beads of sweat began to seep out of his forehead and slide down his cheeks. He couldn't help but think of running away.

"This... can the City Lord's Mansion's formation really withstand it?"

This question just flashed through Chu Xing's mind, and the scene that happened next made his heart sink to the bottom.

The seemingly indestructible transparent barrier in the sky was now like a fragile piece of paper. It had no resistance to the first huge thunder that arrived and was torn apart easily.

Boom!

The thunder struck an open area on his left, creating a huge hole in the ground, with mud splattering everywhere and smoke and dust billowing.

? ? !

Chu Xing looked at the flying sword hanging above his head, his face full of question marks.

However, before he could complain, he saw one bolt of lightning as thick as a pillar falling down one after another.

Chu Xing didn't hesitate at all. He used Wind and Thunder Flash to disappear from the spot and appeared in an open space a few miles away.

But tragically, the coverage of these thunders was extremely wide, almost covering half of the City Lord's Mansion.

bang bang bang-

Thunder continued to fall, majestic and powerful, like thousands of troops trampling through the palace. The large pavilions, towers, flowers and trees, waterside pavilions and corridors in the palace were shattered in the thunder and lightning.

At this time, the entire city lord's mansion was as bright as day under the strong illumination of lightning.

Chu Xing was horrified, and immediately his body shook again, rushing towards the area that was not covered by thunder at lightning speed.

Fortunately, the powerful monks who were temporarily staying in the mansion discovered the abnormality early on and used their great magical powers to move those who were within the range of the thunder to a safe area in advance.

As for Chu Xing, no one knew whether it was because he only had a head left and his appearance was too strange, or because the place he was in was too remote and desolate, that he was completely forgotten by everyone.