"Boom!!"
Above the sky, thunderclouds gathered densely.
As Wang Lei's Thunder Blade slashed down, three terrifying bolts of lightning precisely struck the three Southern Domain Foundation Establishment cultivators who had previously been severely wounded by Yang Fei's divine sense.
The smell of scorched flesh spread through the air.
One person was struck dead by the thunder on the spot.
The other two were also severely injured, their skin burst open, looking miserable.
Wang Lei hovered in mid-air with a pale face, gasping for breath, but he didn't go for a final strike.
The one who did was Sun Xingyu.
In two swift moves, Sun Xingyu, like a ghost, appeared beside the two Foundation Establishment cultivators who had been attacked by Wang Lei, slitting their throats.
