Chapter 45 Don't close your eyes!

In an old house that has existed for many years, the courtyard is dilapidated, and piles of fallen leaves and weeds float in the wind in the yard, which is desolate.

At this time, it was late autumn, and the withered yellow leaves piled up the whole courtyard, accumulating this small courtyard with a feeling of vicissitudes.

Whey!

A little wet and cold wind blew, causing a few leaves to fall to the ground.

On the side, an old tree is still standing, although its trunk has withered, although its bark has all fallen off. But this old tree still stubbornly occupies a place in the yard, as if it is holding on to something.

Wow!

Another gust of wind, rolling up the fallen leaves and bringing them forward. While the wind blew the dead leaves and sprinkled all over the sky, the inconspicuous old house in the courtyard made a 'squeak' sound.

It seemed that the wind was blowing, and there was no figure in the empty old house. The broken door kept shaking, as if there was a hand pulling it.

Woo-woo-woo-woo--

In the originally clear sky, there was a sudden inexplicable wind. Dark clouds covered the sun, and the sky was dim. It seemed that some capable people were about to come. The air was all emptied by an invisible force, and even the space that could be seen with the naked eye seemed to have been kneaded by a big hand and changed shape.

Boom! Ka-ka-ka!

Purple thunder, roaring ferociously, cut through the sky, penetrated the dark clouds, and split directly into this dilapidated courtyard.

Pup! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

A series of thunder and lightning are intertwined, and the murderous spirit is gone. The dead leaves on the ground are crushed in an instant, revealing the land that I don't know how long it has been buried, and broken cyan stone slabs, showing traces of long years.

Even the old tree standing with difficulty was split into pieces by this thunder and turned into ashes to prove its existence.

"Lin-Fan!"

In the dark clouds, a strong voice came out, like the oldest god of war, angry and wanted to kill everything in the world.

The earth is cracked and the dust is flying. This angry shout is like the coming of the doomsday. All creatures have to pray silently, waiting for the strongest person to wash away their sins.

This is the way of doomsday thunder judgment created by the long-lost beast White Tiger.

It is the same as the purple fire burning heaven. It is passed down by the four mythical beasts and practiced to the extreme. It can break through the void, cut it, and become a true god.

Obviously, he doesn't have that cultivation. He hasn't practiced so much in the way of doomsday thunder.

Gradually, all the dark clouds in the sky condensed and turned into the shape of a human body. Looking carefully, it turned out to be an old man in a purple thunder robe, with a jade round mirror hanging around his waist, white hair and a gloomy face.

The old man held his hands, proud of Ling Yun, and his disdainful expression was full of arrogance. He looked down at the courtyard and opened his mouth coldly. His voice was like thunder, shocking the eardrums, and he continued to spread for a long time. "Lin Fan can be here. Come out quickly. I have been looking for you for a long time!"

Boom-

The thunder-like sound has been spreading for a hundred miles and still does not dissipate, but this courtyard is still as stable as Mount Tai. I don't know if there is anyone living in it. It is so calm!

But when he saw that the old man's eyes narrowed, the cold breath floated out. Obviously, he was really angry and murderous.

"Arrogant junior, drink!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the thunder was all over, and the withered palm was actually full of eighty-one thunder, which was in line with the number of nine poles, which was exactly the way of ninety-nine. It can be seen that his thunder killing has been practiced to the peak, and it is obvious that the thunder judgment passed down by the White Tiger has been cultivated to a relatively profound level.

These eighty-one thunders are intertwined into dragons, turning into tigers, intertwined with each other, roaring, furious eyes, roaring repeatedly, just like Thor judging the world and sending these beasts to kill the creatures.

The old man raised his hand and said something. At the same time, eighty-one thunder turned into a tiger and a long dragon, showing a ferocious purple. The electric light on his body shone, crackled, and flew straight to the old house in the center of the courtyard.

If you are hit by these eighty-one thunderbolts, not to mention a courtyard, even the master of the peak of the nine palaces may not be able to face it calmly. The middle of the nine palaces will be beaten into flying ash in an instant, and even a little scum will not exist.

The old man stood with his hands on his hands and watched the thunder rushing to the courtyard without any guilt of causing terrible destruction. Even his eyes were still a trace of indifference, and the person who had been waiting for him to chase him for a long time appeared in front of him.

Roar!

The thunder dragon hit the courtyard, and the old house was blown up in an instant. Countless gravel flew all over the sky, and then it was smashed and smashed by the purple thunder light. Finally, there was no dust.

With the explosion of the first thunder, the second, the third, the fourth... until all the eighty-one thunder exploded, the loud noise sounded here, and the purple light slowly filled the field of vision and rose to the sky. It seemed that only the light of the thunder existed in the whole field of vision, and there was no color.

After the terrible explosion, the light gradually darkened, and the courtyard was full of shocking traces. The fallen leaves that had been piled up all over the ground had long been turned into gas in the thunder explosion just now, and the old house was also blown up. The pits around them were not miserable, as if they had been robbed by countless thunderstorms, which made people particularly scared.

When the old man in the sky saw this scene, his eyebrows obviously jumped, and the corners of his mouth were unnatural **.

"Is that junior's cultivation so advanced?"

The old man's eyes were like electricity, sweeping around, but he was secretly alert.

It has been five years since Bai Wuji and Han Youming were killed by Lin Fan. In the past five years, it has been neither long nor short. Jianmen has developed rapidly in the past five years. Although it has not gained the strength to get out of the slaughter domain, it has at least had more than a dozen four elephant masters. Xiao Xuzi has also entered the realm of nine palaces, pushing the reputation of Jianmen in the slaughter domain to the peak. However, in addition, in the past five years, Tianmen's pursuit of Lin Fan has never stopped, especially Bai Mochou's power, and he heard that his brother was killed by Lin Fan. New hatreds and old hatreds broke out together, which made him angry and lost his reason. He sent people to chase Lin Fan crazily. This old man is the most powerful among those who are friends with Bai Mochou. A strong person, self-proclaimed 'Thunder Holy King', means that he is much stronger than those unnamed heavenly kings in the Eastern Continent, so he calls himself the Holy King.

The Thunder Sage has been searching for five years and has never found Lin Fan's whereabouts. It's not that he hasn't found the bad luck of Jianmen, but Xiao Xuzi, Xiexin and others have given him some suffering. Although he can kill them, Thunder Shengjun does not want to do the stupid thing that kills a thousand enemies and damages himself 800.

However, after several twists and turns, he finally found a low-ranking member in Jianmen. Only then did he find this old house of the Long family and learned that this was Lin Fan's retreat for five years.

He hasn't appeared for five years. Although Thunder Shengjun is a little contemptuous of Lin Fan, he still admires his stability in his heart.

Therefore, the first time he came here, he used nine-nine thunderbolts to kill Lin Fan with one move and never suffer in the future.

But it turns out that his idea is still too naive. Although the ninety-nine thunder is extremely strong, and even with his cultivation in the middle of the nine palaces, he can hit the peak of the nine palaces. In his heart, he thinks that using ninety-nine thunder to kill the road is simply too big and useless to deal with the younger generation. Where is the possibility of failure?

But that's the truth. He not only failed, but also didn't see Lin Fan's shadow.

"How can this be, junior, don't pretend to be a ghost for me. If you don't die, come out and see me and let me see your skills!" Thunder Saint frowned and looked at the mess. Although the smoke was rolling and there was no vitality, he was still keenly aware of the danger, as if there was a pair of eyes in the dark, staring at him, which could give him a fatal blow at any time.

"Little one, get out of here!"

The thunder saint roared, with purple thunder in his hand, turning into a thunder and lightning spear. The crackling sound does not make people doubt the power of the spear. If the barrel is on the person, I'm afraid that the person will immediately turn into steam and dissipate between heaven and earth.

The Thunder Sage closed his breath and condensed his mind, and his spirit rose to the best height. His eyes stared at the ground. As long as there was any wind blowing, he would throw the spear in his hand out.

However, at this time, the Thunder Sage, who was on guard, did not find that there was a simple jade sword behind him. On the top of the jade sword, there was frost all over, and the coolness rose, which seemed to make the jade sword more fierce.

The jade sword floated behind the Thunder Sage, but the Thunder Sage did not notice it and always stared in front of him.

Perhaps in his heart, there is almost no one in the world who can quietly appear behind him.

Of course, this is not that the Thunder Sage is too arrogant, but that he can really appear quietly behind a master in the middle of the nine palaces, and he will not bother to do such a thing at all.

Because he can do this, all of them can easily kill the other party's strong man in seconds. Why should he sneak up from behind and make people laugh?

Unfortunately, Thunder Shengjun didn't expect that the person he wanted to kill had the strength to kill him easily, and the man himself was not a person who abided by the rules, let alone the demeanor of a master.

"Your Excellency has harassed me many times and destroyed my house this time. Do you really think I'm afraid of your Tianmen and the old dog Bai Mochou?"

Sat the first time!

Behind the jade sword, a figure appeared. The man was wearing a gray robe, his belt was tied up, his long hair was stuck behind his head, and several temples were blown by the wind, which looked very chic.

And he also stood with his hands behind his hands, suspended there, and even there was no sign of how he appeared here.

When Thunder Shengjun heard the sound, his pupils suddenly shrank. When he turned around and found that the man stood behind him indifferently, he suffoed his words for a long time and said in horror, "You...who are you!"

"Me?" Hearing this, he reached out and touched his nose, smiled and said, "Aren't I the person you've been looking for?"

"Are you Lin Fan?" The Thunder Sage swallowed his saliva and looked at the indifferent man in front of him with little confirmation.

He does have a portrait of Lin Fan on him, but no one can tell what a teenager will look like after five years.

Although the outline of the person's face in front of him is roughly the same as that of Lin Fan in the portrait, the breath of the world on his body is definitely not what Lin Fan, who was hated by Tianmen at the beginning, and even secretly scolded him for killing star.

However, the man opposite raised his chin gently, reached out and held the ancient jade sword hanging in the air, and smiled, "I'm Lin Fan."

"You..." Thunder Sage was a little stunned when he saw that he agreed so decisively, but then he reacted, raised the thunder spear in his hand with a ferocious smile and roared, "Then you die for me!"

The words fell to the ground, and the thunder spear came out of his hand. Thunder Saint's eyes were full of disdain and relaxation. He seemed to have seen the scene of Lin Fan being penetrated by the thunder spear and blood was scattered for thousands of miles.

But then, the position penetrated by the thunder spear did not know when there was no human presence, and when the Thunder Sage noticed that it was not good, his vision suddenly rotated, and he felt dizzy and unbearable. But when he wanted to open his mouth and speak, he found that his throat was cold, as if the wind had poured in, and the sound could not come out at all. Slowly, the rotating field of vision was stained red by blood, and everything in the field of vision was blurred.

After that, there will be no after. The last thing Thunder Saint saw was his own body and his neck without a head and kept spraying blood!!

"Alas..."

Lin Fan, who didn't know when he appeared a hundred feet away, sighed, looked at Thunder Saint's surprised face, and then casually abandoned the head to the ruins of the courtyard.

Dong!

He fell on his head on the ground. Lin Fan didn't care at all. He just glanced at the ruins with a wry smile and sighed, "Looking here, I can't continue to live..."

With this faint sigh, the body of the thunder saint, a peerless master, fell to the ground so loudly. In a piece of scorching dust and smoke, the corpse was in a different place, and he did not close his eyes!