Jing Yan's Ice Flame Sword in his hand slightly trembled, and a hazy Sword Light appeared.
"Thunder Light Shining!" Jing Yan shouted loudly.
"Swoosh!"
"Boom!"
A stream of purple Thunder Light instantly condensed from the Ice Flame Sword. The winding purple lightning, carrying an unparalleled aura, swiftly enveloped the massive Death Lotus.
"What is that?" Xin Ruikun stared blankly at the purple Thunder Light, exclaiming out loud.
"Thunder! The Power of Thunder! What spell is this?"
"Oh my God! How terrifying is the energy contained in this Thunder?" Ying Tian's whole body tightened.
The Thunder Light unleashed by Jing Yan gave Xin Ruikun and the others a shock no less intense than the Death Lotus. Though separated by fate, just gazing at that Thunder Light sent chills throughout their bodies.
