Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

Various magical treasures and dazzling magical attacks overwhelmed Yang Ping'an.

Yang Ping'an felt the incoming magical energy fluctuations, but they couldn't break through his protective barrier at all.

In order not to frighten the group, Yang Ping'an took the initiative to swing his sword in one direction to create an opening and jump out of their attack range.

"He's over there." The deputy mayor, who was hiding behind the mayor, pointed anxiously at Yang Ping'an as he saw Yang Ping'an break through the blockade.

The group of Taoist priests missed their first attack, and following the direction the deputy mayor pointed, they saw Yang Ping'an. They exchanged glances, and three of the Taoist priests attacked Yang Ping'an from the front.

The others split into five groups, each heading in different directions around Yang Ping'an, trying to trap him in their encirclement.

"Whoosh, clang." The magical weapons in the hands of the Taoist priests in front attacked various parts of Yang Ping'an's body.

Yang Ping'an swung his sword to defend, the blade clanging, and the battlefield was filled with flashing swords and shadows.

The Taoist priests in front of Yang Ping'an and those from other directions approached him, constantly compressing his space to maneuver.

Several Taoist priests launched a surprise attack on Yang Ping'an from the ground and the air, each move aimed directly at his vital points.

Yang Ping'an calmly activated his sword technique, and his sword slashed out horizontally, sending a blazing golden sword beam flying straight towards the enemy in front of him.

"Whoosh!" The three Taoists in front of Yang Ping'an couldn't dodge in time and could only raise their swords and hold them up in front of them to minimize the damage.

Their resistance was futile; the blazing, sharp sword light sliced ​​through their swords like butter.

The sword's momentum did not diminish, cleaving them in two from their waists.

An enemy, who had suddenly attacked from underground, wielded a curved sword and slashed at Yang Ping'an's thigh.

In mid-air, enemies unleashed magical weapons aimed at Yang Ping'an's head, attempting to kill him instantly.

Golden light enveloped Yang Ping'an's entire body, allowing the curved blade to strike his leg with a metallic clang.

Yang Ping'an gathered his magic power in his toes and, taking advantage of the fact that the two men's moves were getting old, kicked out with two powerful kicks, directly shattering their jawbones and sending them flying. They fell limply to the ground, their lives hanging in the balance.

Yang Ping'an kicked the two men, using the force to leap into the air. He deflected the attack from above with his sword and then dodged the magical attack from the enemy behind him.

A booming sound rang out from where Yang Ping'an had been standing, and spells exploded one after another, the violent fluctuations of magical power raising dust from the ground.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and blue lightning struck Yang Ping'an from behind, sending him flying.

Yang Ping'an steadied himself, protected by his protective magic, and was unharmed. He looked toward the source of the attack.

The mayor held a dazzling ball of lightning in his hand, his arm wrapped in blue lightning, and a constant crackling sound of electricity rang out.

The three remaining Taoist priests retreated to the town mayor's side, watching Yang Ping'an warily.

"Lei Fa, who are you?" Yang Ping'an stood opposite the town mayor, looking at the lightning in his hand, and asked in confusion.

"Hmph, today I'll let you die knowing why. I am Wen Chaofu, the third-in-command of the Wen family," Wen Chaofu said with a sneer.

"The Wen family? Never heard of them. They must be some insignificant, third-rate family." Yang Ping'an casually picked at his ear and scoffed, "Thief-like eyes, they don't look like good people at all."

"If you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!" Wen Chaofu roared in anger. Yang Ping'an brought up his lifelong pain: his narrow eyes, which he couldn't bear to hear others mock him.

Wen Chaofu, holding a ball of lightning, attacked Yang Ping'an directly. As he got close to Yang Ping'an, he threw the ball of lightning.

A flash of lightning, and a blinding white ball of lightning instantly appeared in front of Yang Ping'an.

Yang Ping'an unleashed a blazing sword beam, extinguishing Wen Chaofu's lightning.

Yang Ping'an appeared carefree, but in reality, he kept a close eye on Wen Chaofu. He had also heard of the Wen family, the number one Thunderbolt Family in the Dao Alliance.

"Wen Chaofu, you really live up to your name." Yang Ping'an continued to mock Wen Chaofu, "You never forget to squeeze every last drop of profit wherever you go. Even Zhou Bapi is better than you in this respect."

"Hmph, you quick-witted brat, wait until I get serious, I'll smash all your teeth and see if your mouth is still so tough." Wen Chaofu's face was gloomy, and lightning crackled around his body.

Wen Chaofu closed his eyes, made a lightning hand seal, and circulated his magic power, causing lightning to flash around his body in response to the natural lightning.

Yang Ping'an sensed a magical power fluctuation from Wen Chaofu that was no less than that of a demon king, and his attitude became slightly more serious.

Yang Ping'an activated his third eye and observed the flow of magical energy within Wen Chaofu's body. Wisps of lightning meandered in the air around Wen Chaofu, causing the air to become scorched due to ionization.

"Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Divine Thunder!" Wen Chaofu pointed at Yang Ping'an's location and roared angrily.

A thunderous roar erupted, and purple lightning engulfed Yang Ping'an's location in a flash. A massive current flowed through Yang Ping'an's body and into the ground, leaving the area where he stood charred black.

After using this move, Wen Chaofu, panting heavily, supported his knees and barely managed to lift his head to look at Yang Ping'an's position.

"Hahaha, kid, you're dead this time!" Wen Chaofu said with a vicious and cruel grin.

Soon Wen Chaofu lost his smile, and things gradually slipped out of his control.

The lightning did not disappear when Wen Chaofu stopped outputting his magic power; purple lightning continued to bombard the ground at Yang Ping'an's location.

"Your family's thunder magic is indeed quite good; it's mine now." Yang Ping'an's voice, accompanied by thunder, rang out like a thunder emperor subduing demons, resounding through the heavens, bright and vast.

"How is this possible? You're still alive?" Wen Chaofu was shocked and furious, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"You try this move." Yang Ping'an changed his lightning spells, gathering the lightning that was wandering between heaven and earth.

Boom! Dark clouds gathered over the town, rolling in like a tidal wave. The inky clouds churned and surged, heavy as if about to fall.

Dark clouds loomed over the town, shrouding it in their shadows. The sky was not dark, but thunder and lightning raged within the clouds, and a blinding white light illuminated the town.

Wen Chaofu stared at the lightning and thunder in the sky, muttering, "Impossible, how could this be?"

"Wen Chaofu, lend me the Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Divine Thunder!" Yang Ping'an changed the thunder incantation in his hand again, his three eyes wide open, looking at Wen Chaofu who was stunned in place.

In an instant, thunder and lightning erupted, and countless bolts of lightning converged into a giant purple lightning dragon, which, with a deafening roar, ripped through the sky with immense force.

Lightning flashed, and the world was shrouded in white light; no one could open their eyes at that moment.

The lightning lasted for a full six breaths before dissipating, and the sun shone on the earth again. Yang Ping'an opened his eyes to check on the attack.

A huge pit, three zhang wide and more than five meters deep, appeared on the street. Wood and stones were scattered around the pit, the courtyard walls on both sides of the street were destroyed and collapsed, the ground was scorched black, and a burnt smell wafted from the air.

Because it was Yang Ping'an's first time controlling the lightning, his attack was slightly off-target. The huge lightning dragon did not directly strike Wen Chaofu, but instead landed not far behind him.