Chapter 5 Cat Playing with Mouse (2)

Afterimages appeared around Feng Li, enveloping his body. Looking at the familiar move, Ye Yun was shocked: Liuhe Swimming Fist! No, it's obviously not a boxing technique, but it is indeed a technique of Liuhe Youshen Quan! "Hahahaha, since you are so stubborn, then you will accompany your Maple clan to perish together! The Great Finger of Silence!" Yunshan laughed ferociously on his face, pointed at Mr. Feng, and the huge gray finger shot towards Mr. Feng! "Liuhe Wandering Body Ruler - Liuhe Thunder!" Old Feng waved his hand as hard as he could, and the shadow of the ruler around him collided with the Great Finger of Nirvana, and in the afterimage, a faint flash of purple thunder could be seen. Compared with the Great Nirvana Finger, the momentum of Liuhe Thunder is so small! The two collided quietly, but there was no earth-shattering noise. Instead, they were eroding each other crazily, with the momentum of not stopping until they destroyed each other. The intensity of the Great Nirvana Finger and the Liuhe Thunder quickly faded away. The space where the two intersected had already created a black void space! That void space exudes a frightening and terrifying suction force! At a certain moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the finger of Great Nirvana. Then, the cracks became more and more numerous and bigger. Suddenly there was a deafening sound of "Boom!", and with this loud noise, the Great Finger of Nirvana turned into thousands of gray mist and dispersed in the air. The Liuhe thunder, which had faded to a terrifying degree, still hit Yunshan at an extremely frightening speed. "Pfft!" Yunshan spurted out a mouthful of blood and turned into a ball of blood mist that dispersed in the air. His figure fell back to the ground like a kite with its string broken! "How is it possible, you...how could you have the Nirvana Rebirth Ruler and...and the Eight Desolations Destruction Thunder!" Yunshan roared ferociously with an unwillingness on his face. Old Feng slowly fell back to the ground with an extremely pale complexion. Looking at his old and thin body, it seemed as if he would be dispersed by the wind. Old Feng twirled his hand, and a huge ruler fell in front of him. The ancient atmosphere, the dark ruler surface and the mysterious lines on it don't seem to have much features. Mr. Feng made a seal with one hand, and a ball of purple light floated in his palm. As the fingers swayed, the thunder and lightning flexibly shuttled between Feng Lao's fingers like an elf. "Eight Wastelands Destruction Thunder..." Yunshan stared at the thunder and lightning rich in spiritual energy, his eyes gradually became blurred...