With the blessing of the god-level suit, Zhou Wen's firepower was fully launched.

Super defense, danger prediction, basic immunity, primary speed, scanned eye to operate with all your strength.

At this moment, it seemed as if time had slowed down.

In Zhou Wen's eyes, the thunder beam rushed towards his body at a snail-like speed.

It was too late to dodge, so I had to resist one wave.

The scanning eye magnified the thunder, and Zhou Wen's naked eyes were clearly visible. This thunder was not a beam of light that was hit by.

The current is bursting again and again, and it is the pulse discharge.

Just like a ladder, the current kept climbing higher steps, bringing the distance to Zhou Wen closer.

Some tiny arcs form this column of light.

Zhou Wen suddenly stretched out his hands, spread his five fingers, and grabbed at the thunder column of light.

Uriel showed a sneer on his face when he saw this scene.

His sword pulls the power of thunder and is stimulated by the holy sword. Although his power is weaker than lightning, it is not something that ordinary people can touch with their hands.

However, the next second, his face suddenly changed.

Zhou Wen's hands were like playing the piano, and his five fingers were constantly moving. He had already touched the thunder, but he was not injured by electric shock.

Moreover, with Zhou Wen's movements, the thunder column became smaller and smaller, and the light gradually disappeared.

"What the hell is going on?" Uriel was stunned.

He has lived for so many years and has never encountered such a thing.

Those opponents who face this move either dodge or resist, but never weaken the power of thunder with their hands like Zhou Wen.

At this moment, Zhou Wen was still staring at his hands.

In his vision, there was a column of thunder.

As his right hand went up, five fingers moved at the same time.

Each finger happened to be pushed onto a small arc, and with his five fingers moving, he peeled the arc away from the thunder.

The current of the small arc is not strong, and it is absorbed by the god-level suit, so he can contact it directly with his body.

The left hand is on the other side, doing the same thing.

The rapid movement of ten fingers is dazzling.

Only Zhou Wen, who has the primary speed, can keep his brain clear under such rapid movement.

If it weren't for the limitation of the body, his brain could run faster.

But now... it's enough!

The thunder was getting closer and closer to him.

Fifty centimeters...

Forty centimeters...

Thirty centimeters...

"Break it for me!" Zhou Wen shouted.

Twenty centimeters...

The only difference between the thunder beam has weakened is the thickness of the ballpoint pen.

Ten centimeters...

The thunder beam is only the thickness of a toothpick.

The rest of the arcs were all stripped out by Zhou Wen with both hands.

Zhou Wen went up with one hand and crushed the arc the size of a toothpick into his hand.

Suddenly, his whole body suddenly felt relaxed, and the previous sense of oppression disappeared instantly.

"Urier, it's my turn!" Zhou Wen shouted loudly.

His body suddenly disappeared into the air.

Urier's face changed slightly: "Are he a supernatural being?"

However, he was not worried at all. As he lifted the holy sword, his whole body was surrounded by a layer of thunder power.

No matter who it is, if you want to meet him, you must first face this layer of thunder power.

At this time, Zhou Wen's figure suddenly appeared from his right side.

"Bang!"

Zhou Wen kicked out in a flash.

This kick broke through the air and instantly fell on Urier's thunder power.

"You are looking for death..." Urier sneered, slowly lifting the holy sword and slashing towards Zhou Wen.

However, Zhou Wen's feet were not hindered at all, and directly passed through the power of thunder and fell on him.

Uriel was kicked so hard that he flew several meters away.

"Aren't you afraid of being electrocuted?" Uriel finally realized this.

His thunder power did not play any role in Zhou Wen.

"Did you just find out now?" Zhou Wen chuckled and his body disappeared into the air again.

Uriel looked contemptuous and said, "So what can we do?"

The thunder power on his body suddenly shrank and was retracted into his body.

Since Thunder cannot play any role in Zhou Wen, there is no need to maintain this posture.

Urier's eyes chilled: "Left!"

He suddenly drew his sword and slashed it out.

"Bang!"

The Thunder Holy Sword cut down directly, and Zhou Wen's figure happened to appear in the air.

Zhou Wen's fist also hit him.

"This..." Uriel was stunned.

His holy sword slashed Zhou Wen's shoulder, no problem.

But Zhou Wen's shoulder was not injured... not even a drop of blood came out.

"The practice of Chinese kung fu?" Urier was a little surprised.

If you can temper your body to this level, you can only practice horizontally.

It is rumored that those Chinese warriors practice under the waterfall every day, hitting various hard objects with their bodies, making their skin tough as iron.

However, Zhou Wen's body disappeared into the air again.

The next second, Zhou Wen's fist rushed directly towards his temple.

However, although Zhou Wen was invisible, Uriel could still sense his position.

Zhou Wen's invisibility is just hiding his body at present, which does not mean that all the aura on his body has disappeared.

Uriel waved the holy sword in his hand and suddenly waved it in front of him.

Suddenly, a round sword curtain formed on the sword body, surrounding him.

"Bang!"

Zhou Wen was hit by the sword curtain for a while and flew backwards.

"Die!" Urier took the opportunity to accelerate, rushed to Zhou Wen, and slashed out with a sword.

"Bang!"

Zhou Wen's body flew backwards again and smashed on the deck.

"How can a mere warrior compete with the holy envoy!" Uriel rushed up again and smashed it down with a sword.

"Bang!"

Zhou Wen's body flew backwards again.

Once the flaws were revealed, Uriel held on to the point of holding on.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of attack sounded, and Zhou Wen's body was like a sandbag, and was beaten back and forth by Ulier in the air.

"So what can you do with horizontal practice? Could it be that your internal organs are made of steel?" Urier sneered.

Although Zhou Wen's skin was not damaged, his internal organs were already suffering from vague pain.
To be continued...