"Do you know why my Lei Yin Sect is named with the word 'Thunder,' and why the Divine Thunder Bell is called the Divine Thunder Bell? In the end, you underestimate my Lei Yin Sect too much!"
Seeing Marquis Beili injured, Yan Ce sneered disdainfully.
The opponent's strength was indeed quite formidable, but alas, no matter how strong, what of it, ultimately, they were injured at his own hands.
In battles between equally powerful beings, when one side is injured, there's basically no chance of victory.
Suddenly.
The space before his eyes silently tore open.
Yan Ce instinctively felt a shock in his heart, divine power rising from his body, but soon it was pierced through by an unseen force, and in the next instant, the Divine Thunder Bell enveloped him.
"Dong!"
The sound of the bell echoed.
In his vision, slender needles as fine as ox hair were stuck onto the Divine Thunder Bell, already penetrating about an inch in, nearly piercing through the Bell.
This scene.
