The Shameless Xiao Ding

The Shameless Xiao Ding

While everyone was still stunned, another powerhouse at the Martial Venerable Realm, Seventh Level was struck by lightning.

"Pfft." The powerhouse at the Martial Venerable Realm, Seventh Level instantly spat out a large mouthful of blood. His clothes were tattered, his entire body was covered in blood, and even his hair stood on end. He looked utterly wretched.

Because his cultivation was far stronger than that disciple at the Martial Venerable Realm, Fifth Level, this strike had not killed him outright. Instead, it had left him gravely wounded.

"Cough." Despair flashed through the disciple's heart.

He had suffered serious injuries, and his combat power had been greatly reduced. Avoiding the lightning from here on would certainly not be easy.

Despair flickered in his eyes. Was he really going to die here?

He was unwilling to accept it.

Sure enough, just as he had expected, lightning once again descended from the sky. This time, he could not dodge it. The second bolt crashed into his body.

"Boom." His entire body was blasted into minced flesh, leaving not even a complete corpse behind.

This was the might of the Eight Directions Heavenly Thunder Array. Powerhouses at the Martial Venerable Realm found it nearly impossible to survive.

Xiao Ding's expression was also gloomy. The astonishing power of the lightning made even him, a powerhouse at the Martial Saint Realm, feel that things were going badly.

"This power is far too terrifying, isn't it? Elder Xiao, hurry up and use your method. If this continues, all of us will die. The power of the lightning will only keep increasing." A disciple of the Great Yan Sect at the Martial Venerable Realm, Ninth Level hurriedly spoke.

At this moment, they finally felt afraid. Jiang Chen's words had not been false—he truly