Yun Lijin didn't expect that Little Rattle would actually use the power of thunder.
His body was completely undefended, and his skin was ripped apart by the power of the thunder spirit.
His purple robes were instantly dyed red with bright red blood.
However, even so, he didn't make any sound, he just stood there quietly, enduring this extremely painful pain that no one could resist.
When Yun Yaoling saw this scene, her expression remained unchanged and she offset her resentment with a palm.
So for the second palm, she still wouldn't show mercy.
"Continue to use your palms."
Yun Lijin took a deep breath and did not use the elixir to heal his wounds, but let Yun Yaoling continue to use his palms.
After hearing this, Yun Yaoling's eyes touched Yun Lijin's face, which was a little pale due to the lightning strike.
She raised her right hand again, and saw that the original white lightning strike began to turn into black and purple, forming a black vortex covering the palm of her hand.
"Be careful with the second palm."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Yaoling's eyes turned cold, and he moved decisively and quickly with his hand.
He hit Yun Lijin's chest with a palm, and immediately heard a "click" sound, like a bone.
With the sound of shattering, Yun Lijin, who was originally motionless, was severely injured and took several steps back until he could regain his balance.
Then he saw the palm energy entering his body, and several black and purple lightning bolts suddenly appeared around Yun Lijin, striking at his body violently and mercilessly.
Suddenly, blood began to drip from the corner of Yun Lijin's mouth.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and then spoke with a smile.
"There's still a third palm left."
Yun Yaoling knew how painful it was when the power of the thunder spirit turned into the wind of her palm and hit her.
Now seeing that Yun Lijin had been beaten by her, her bones were broken and her body was covered in blood, but she could still persist.
Yun Yaoling felt in her heart A shudder.
But the words have been spoken, and the three palms must be three palms.
She will show no mercy.
She raised her head and warned coldly, "The third palm, the power of black thunder, is more powerful than before.
You can use spiritual energy."
The power of the black thunder she wanted to use was the same black thunder that had previously severely injured Feng Mingye.
She has absorbed its power before, but has not used it yet.
But one can imagine how powerful it will be.
I heard from Chu Ziyu that her brother is a master of the Lingju Realm, but he does not use spiritual energy at all.
Being hit by the black thunder must be extremely uncomfortable.
That's why she reminded him to use spiritual energy to resist.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Yaoling raised his palm again, and the black thunder spirit formed a disk-like shape in his palm, and suddenly struck Yun Lijin with another palm.
Suddenly, Yun Lijin felt a heavy blow to his heart, and the bones in his body began to shatter at a perceptible speed.
A mouthful of blood suddenly spit out from his mouth and fell on the huge sword body.
Indescribable severe pain began to spread from the inside of his body, causing him to fall directly to the ground, and his consciousness began to blur.
Sure enough, the little rattle's strength has improved and is very good, so that it will have more chances to win against evil people in the future.
At this moment, Yun Yaoling stood not far away, trying hard to restrain her desire to run over, looking at Yun Lijin, who was seriously injured by her.
She said that as long as her brother persisted for five minutes, she would forgive everything.
Time passed little by little, and more and more blood stains flowed out of Yun Lijin's body.
It seemed that the master was seriously injured, and the sword that had been flying smoothly began to tremble slightly and gradually began to shake.
Yun rang the bell and counted the time.
"Ten, nine, eight five, four" Seeing that Yun Lijin seemed to have really fainted, a strange color flashed in Yun Yaoling's eyes.
She also knew that she had just struck without reservation, and the last palm was even more terrifying with the power of black thunder.
However, her brother did not seem to use any strength to resist, and was deeply affected by her last palm.
How could I still persist without fainting?
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