Actually speaking seriously, Tian Hao had expected Lei Yunhe to be beaten to death and had made preparations for it.

There is great terror between life and death. I believe that after dying once, Lei Yunhe will look away from some things. As long as he deceives him properly, it will not be a problem to regain his life.

If you still can't see it, then just go and die.

The injury itself was not serious. After recovering from the damage to his heart and stimulating it with lightning energy, Lei Yunhe woke up.

"Huhu..."

Under the influence of his body's instinct, Lei Yunhe breathed heavily.

"I'm not dead?"

At the first sight of the inhuman nephew squatting next to him, Lei Yunhe knew that he was not dead.

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing that Lei Yunhe had really revived, Lei Wujie breathed a sigh of relief, and then he couldn't help but imitate Tian Hao's preaching style and began to curse.

"Why are you so stubborn? Isn't it just a matter of losing once and winning back? Is the son taught by the old sect master so fragile?

It’s not shameful to lose, but your useless attitude is embarrassing our Leijiabao and the Four Leimen of the previous generation..."

Lei Wujie scolded someone who hates iron but cannot make steel. He couldn't understand how such a thing was called the Four Heroes of Leimen?

Was it made with money?

Lei Yunhe's face turned black, as black as the bottom of a pot.

It is embarrassing enough to lose to a junior, but who would have thought that he would have to be scolded and lectured by him in the future? How could he, who has always been arrogant, endure this?

only……

After all, he was defeated. In the arena, losers have no say.

Tang Lian and others behind them all looked up at the sky, as if they had heard nothing and seen nothing.

"Wujie, it's time to do your thing."

Seeing that Lei Yunhe was about to be scolded to the point of being autistic, Han Qianluo couldn't stand it anymore and signaled to Lei Wujie that it was time to get down to business.

"oh!"

After smacking his mouth, Lei Wujie obediently turned around and nodded to Tang Lian and others.

A group of brothers and sisters lined up, led by Tang Lian.

"Master Mang's disciple Tang Lian!"

“Master Mang’s disciple is Xiao Se!”

"Master Mang's disciple Lei Wujie!"

"Master Mang's disciple Sikong Qianluo!"

"Master Mang's disciple Tiannu Rui!"

"Master Mang's disciple Lu Yuzhai!"

"Master Mang has unparalleled disciples!"

"Master Mang's disciple Ji Xue!"

"Come and ask Jian Xueyue Sword Immortal!"

The clear words surged outward with the blessing of skill, and even reached the Xiaguan City below.

Then……

"Why didn't you respond? Isn't it possible that the Sword Immortal doesn't want to see us?"

Seeing that no one showed up for quite a while, Wu Shuang scratched his head, feeling so stupid.

"It's not that she doesn't want to see you, she's just climbing up!"

Sensing the rapidly rising sword power below, Luo Qingyang couldn't help but complain.

Immediately, Sikong Changfeng also jumped up and sat next to Tian Hao, not knowing how to complain about this.

Although the Dengtian Pavilion is majestic and majestic, it is indeed too high. It is above the clouds. It is impossible to use Qinggong to climb up in the air. You can only climb it honestly.

This force level immediately dropped a lot!

"How did you fly up here?"

Sikong Changfeng was very puzzled as to how Tian Hao and the others flew up. He really didn't understand it just now.

"That's called Dou Qi... Ahem, it's a real gas propeller, and with the control of the power of heaven and earth, it can fly up."

Tian Hao, who almost spilled the beans, coughed dryly. Before, he used his mind power to mix the true energy and turned it into a propeller. He also used the corpse dragon's flying body to reduce the weight with magical powers, and then he flew up.

Of course, that speed is very impressive. If you want to truly fly, you have to keep working hard.

"What's the snail?"

Sikong Changfeng was a little confused after hearing this, what's the matter?

"It is to turn the true energy into a special kind of wings."

Luo Qingyang gave an explanation. When he was brought up with him, he felt that it was similar to the way a bird flaps its wings in flight, but it was a bit weird.

After saying this, Sikong Changfeng understood and immediately thought deeply. He felt that this concept was quite novel and he could try to expand it.

"Are you asking me about the sword?"

At this moment, a figure in white suddenly appeared on the huge dragon head on the edge of the top floor.

Strictly speaking, this Climbing Pavilion is not really straight, but has a conical shape with a small upper end and a large lower end.

It's just that the shrinkage is too small and generally can't be seen. The top layer is not only solid, but the stone dragon head hovering on the surface also pops out, overlooking the entire top layer.

Now the visitor is standing on the dragon's head looking down at Tang Lian and others.

"Fire Jutsu?"

The eyes hidden behind the mask fell on Xiao Se, and Li Hanyi felt the aura of skill that was similar to Lei Hong's back then. It was the Lei family's fire technique, but it was a little strange.

Look again at the giant ruler with uneven surface in Xiao Se's hand, which is very similar to the Killing Sword back then.

"Is that Xiao Jie?"

If he was thoughtful, his voice became colder.

"Ask me about swords? Just the large pig-killing sword in your hand?"

"Uh... Senior may have misunderstood. Junior Xiao Se is not Junior Brother Lei, and this is called Xuan Zhong Ruler, not a sword, let alone a pig-killing sword!"

Sensing someone's malicious intent, Xiao Se shuddered and quickly said that his surname was Xiao Se. At the same time, he subconsciously looked at Li Hanyi's belt.

Is it really not that tight?

Everyone looked at the belt subconsciously, recalling someone's evaluation of this swordsman, and for a moment they felt like their idol had been shattered.

The originally fairy-like figure was also dragged into the mortal world, feeling no different from ordinary people, even more bloody.

"You're not?"

Li Hanyi was stunned, his eyes swept over the others, searching for his brother, and then landed on Wushuang, who was holding two swords.

I heard that Lei Hong was practicing swordsmanship and wanted to become a swordsman. If that was the case, he would definitely pass on Xiaojie's swordsmanship, and he was the only one who used the sword in the field.

"Pig-killing sword?"

Whispering these three words, Lei Wujie felt that something was wrong and started thinking hard. After a while, he suddenly had an idea and looked at Li Hanyi in shock.

"Sister? Are you a sister?"

He remembered that Master Cruel once said that it was his sister who was the first to name the Horrible Killing Sword the Pig Killing Sword. This kind of thing should not be told to outsiders.

Combined with what the cruel master said about his sister, his true identity becomes clear.

"..."

Turning his eyes to the humanoid creature, Li Hanyi was silent, and then he hated it so much that he gnashed his teeth in hatred.

"Thunderbolt! Raimon!"

How on earth do those bastards take care of my brother?

The little young lady who was obviously very cute back then is not like a human being at all today.

I, Li Hanyi, am at odds with you!

"Are you really my sister? But why isn't your surname Lei?"

Lei Wujie still can't believe that his elder sister is actually one of the famous five sword immortals, Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi.

This is wrong!

My father’s surname is Lei, and my own surname is Lei. Why did my sister change my name to Li?

Could it be that my mother was married a second time?

My sister is actually my half-father?

For a time, Lei Wujie's imagination was running wild, and he was thinking about hundreds of episodes of bloody emotional dramas.

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Chapter completed!