Luo Bing holds a long sword and uses lightning stroke. A thunderbolt splits from the sword and thunders at Ning Xiaolei.


    Ning Xiaolei didn''t take it, so he dodged away with his windstorm skill.


    "I''ll see when you''re going to hide. I''ll kill you today."


    Luo Bing roared, his killing intention flickered in his eyes, his sword pointed to the sky, and he said in a loud voice: "lightning falls."


    With his words down, the sky thunderbolt, a bright lightning, straight to Ning Xiaolei head top.


    From the effect point of view, this technique is somewhat similar to Ning Xiaolei''s Yin thunder technique.


    The difference is that this method is faster than Yin thunder, and there is no thunder cloud.


    Although the lightning flash speed is very fast, it is very difficult to hit Ning Xiaolei in front of him.


    And the main reason is that Ning Xiaolei''s accomplishments are higher than Luo Bing''s.


    Frowning at Luo Bing, Ning Xiaolei asked, "do you really want to kill me, do you want to be merciful?"


    "Nonsense, today either you die or I die. I will never give you a chance to live." Luo Bing said.


    Smell speech, rather small thunder eyes cold light twinkle, way: "since so, that I also not polite, Yin thunder skill."


    Thunder clouds roll, Yin thunder condenses and roars to Luo Bing.


    Luo Bing sneers, and his figure flickers. He quickly hides to one side and looks at Ning Xiaolei jokingly.


    He is to let Ning Xiaolei know that Ning Xiaolei''s attack can not hurt him.


    However, at this time, he saw a disdainful smile floating in the corner of Ning Xiaolei''s mouth, and his indifferent eyes were like looking at a dead man.


    Luo Bing is a little stunned. He doesn''t know what''s going on. He will see a lot of thorns rising up quickly and arrive in front of him at a very fast speed.


    Before he could react, the thorns had stirred him up and made a huge hole in his stomach.


    The thorn was only transformed by evil spirit and disappeared in a moment.


    Luo Bing fell to the ground from the air, a large amount of blood gushed out and dyed the ground red.


    Looking at Ning Xiaolei in disbelief, Luo Bing panicked: "you..."


    He can feel that his life is rapidly disappearing, and if no one treats him, he will die.


    "You said you wanted to kill me. I just did what you wanted to do."


    Ning Xiaolei''s eyes are indifferent, and he doesn''t have much sympathy. The murderer always kills him. Today, if he is not stronger than his opponent, he will die.


    "Bold maniac, you dare to die."


    "Damn it, go up and chop him."


    "It''s so ferocious. It''s a little devil. If you dare to kill my Leiyun sect disciple, you''re dead."


    At this time, the reaction of the people were shocked, and Lei yunzong''s people were roaring one by one to avenge Luo Bing.


    The elder judge of chongshuimen came quickly to stop Luo Bing''s blood.


    Frowning at the big hole in Luo Bing''s stomach, the elder of the heavy water gate shook his head slightly.


    Let''s not say that he doesn''t have the elixir of instant recovery. Even if he does, he won''t waste it on a person who has little to do with himself.


    "Are you going too far?" Eyes turn to Ning Xiaolei, referee elder some displeasure tunnel.


    Ning Xiaolei said calmly: "he killed me. When he died, he only complained that he was inferior to others. Moreover, before the competition, he clearly said that it was not my fault whether he lived or died."


    "Hum, I''m just saying it casually. If you kill Lei yunzong''s disciples, naturally, Lei yunzong''s people will deal with you and take care of themselves."


    The referee elder snorted and didn''t say much. He went to the edge of the stage and handed over the dead Luo Bing to Lei yunzong.


    "Winner Ning Xiaolei, next contest..."