Wu Feng used the technique of using Pure Yang Blood to activate the great technique before. They were all taught by the same master, so how could Zhou Ming not know

However, there were not a few drops of pure yang blood, and it was full of essence of essence and blood. Although there was only one drop, it consumed extremely huge amounts of cultivation and spiritual power. Zhou Ming was unable to force it, so he thought of using this method to make the heavenly thunder fall quickly. Moreover, the power of this heavenly thunder would be affected by the essence and blood, and it would become more lethal.

Obviously, the old thief Wufengzi also saw Zhou Ming's behavior, and a hint of panic appeared on his face. He couldn't help but speed up a little and ran towards Zhou Ming.

Before the grin on Zhou Ming's face disappeared completely, he saw him indirectly catching the drop of pure Yang blood dripping from his eyebrows with his fingers, and pressed it on the sword body of the Chiwen Bone Sword. The finger also followed the sword body of the Chiwen Bone Sword to the middle of the way.

In a moment, a thick black mist soared into the sky. The demonic aura spread across the sky and the earth suddenly shook. Then a shocking thunder came from above the head. Then a huge lightning flashed through the sky and landed on the Chiwen bone sword held in Zhou Ming's hand.

At the beginning, Zhou Ming held the sword with one hand, but as soon as the sky thunder fell on the Chiwen Bone Sword, it was as powerful as a thousand pounds. Zhou Ming's body sank down suddenly, and the soil under his feet sank into a large piece. So he stretched out his other hand and held it on the Chiwen Bone Sword with both hands. His body was still trembling violently, and the Chiwen Bone Sword also made a buzzing sound.

The old thief Wufengzi was still seven or eight steps away from Zhou Ming. When he saw Zhou Ming leading a ray of thunder, he immediately stopped and slid forward for a while before turning around and fleeing for life.

In this way, Zhou Ming maintained his violent shaking body, and tried his best to hold the black fog and lightning seal, and there were also the Chiwen bone swords with runes flashing, and roaring at Wufengzi with gritted teeth: Wufengzi's old thief, see where you escape today, eat me a thunderbolt first.

While talking, Zhou Ming held the Chiwen Bone Sword with both hands and slashed downwards, and a dazzling light thundered downwards, slashing towards the figure of the old thief Wufengzi. After running for a distance, the old thief Wufengzi suddenly stopped, reached into his arms, and took out a few paper talismans again. These talismans were quite eye-catching and had appeared in a dark red color, which was rare. However, the red paper talismans in the old thief Wufengzi shook again, and a strong and strange red color was burning.

The light suddenly stuck to his whisk again, and the whisk ignited a red flame again. With his swing, the whisk immediately faced the thunder and collided with the thunder. The old thief Wufengzi also trembled violently, his face was extremely solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy. Then, he saw that he shook the whisk left and right, and actually led the thunder that Zhou Ming had been trying hard to pull down, and headed to a huge rock not far away.

With a loud bang, the sky thunder hit the huge rock. The stone was shattered by the sky thunder. The powerful impact force shocked Wufengzi's body also floated up and fell heavily to the ground.
Chapter completed!