The sword force of Wan Jin was like splitting bamboo, attacking Wan Lei. At this moment, he could only raise his hammer to block.

One hammer deflected Wan Jin's sword, but that sword also pierced a hole clean through his abdomen.

Although this sword didn't destroy him, it did leave him seriously injured.

At this moment, Wan Mu's staff also came crashing down on him, and Wan Shui had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow, ready to fire at any moment.

Wan Lei's situation was precarious, defeat was imminent.

Wan Lei was desperate, but he wasn't one to accept fate, still fighting desperately.

But in this situation, even if he tried his best, he couldn't reverse his fate of defeat.

His loss was certain.

Suddenly, rolling thunder came from the sky. The sound of thunder and lightning was particularly loud on this clear night.

Wan Jin and the others didn't have time to look back, but Wan Lei, lying on the ground, saw clearly: a figure descending from the sky.

Carrying the force of a thousand jun of thunder!

The figure held a large axe, almost as tall as a person, with both hands, and chopped it down on Wan Jin's head. Wan Jin also sensed the danger, immediately pulled the sword from Wan Lei's body, and swung it backward.

Boom!!!

The giant axe collided with the long sword, and Wan Jin was sent flying by the axe.

The giant axe didn't lose momentum, heavily striking the ground, and the thunder it carried instantly exploded on the ground.

The surrounding Wan Mu, Wan Shui, Wan Huo, Wan Tu, as well as Sui Xiaohang and Feng Silu, were also blown away by the thunderous explosion.

The thunder permeated the entire formation, and everyone was affected, including Wan Lei.

However, unlike the others, the violent lightning was immediately absorbed by Wan Lei after entering his body.

That lightning made Wan Lei almost cry out in comfort, greatly replenishing his consumed thunder power and improving his injuries.

So, Wan Lei, based on the principle of not wasting, felt he should also absorb the remaining lightning on the ground that hadn't dissipated.

Wan Lei looked at the black-clad, masked figure wielding the giant axe, his heart filled with emotion.

What a good person, appearing at a critical moment to save me, and even providing me with so much lightning to absorb. Looking at that handsome entrance, carrying the thunder across the sky, looking at that graceful, lithe, and pretty figure, how...

Huh? A woman?

Wan Lei couldn't help but widen his eyes. Underneath the tight-fitting night clothes of the black-clad, masked person was a curvaceous, devilish figure.

Damn it, I was saved by a woman? Is this acceptable? I should be the one saving the damsel in distress, how could I be saved by a woman?

Wan Lei's machismo began to act up, making him indignant.

Forget it, although her identity is unknown, she's at least on our side, so I'll "forgive" her this once.

Wan Lei stood up and greeted her with a smile, "Hello, miss, I can also summon thunder, we're all on the same side..."

Before he could finish speaking, the girl turned and attacked Wan Jin without looking back.

It seemed... she hadn't even given Wan Lei a proper look from the beginning to the end.

Wan Lei rubbed his nose awkwardly, thinking that this girl was quite aloof. If it weren't for her saving him, he wouldn't even bother greeting her.

Yes, definitely not because of her good figure.

At this time, the four brothers Jin, Mu, Shui, and Huo also stood up.

Seeing the girl attacking him, Wan Jin immediately shouted angrily, "Who are you? Mind your own business. How dare you interfere with the Wan family's affairs?"

Unfortunately, the girl ignored him completely and directly chopped down with her axe.

Wan Jin's anger flared up, and he also used all his strength to fight against her.

At this time, Wan Lei judged that the girl was also a First Force Realm ninth layer expert.

Since the strongest Wan Jin was occupied, he only needed to deal with Wan Mu and Wan Shui, reducing the pressure greatly.

As for Wan Huo, that cripple, he could be left to Sui Xiaohang and Feng Silu.

Wan Lei's injuries had improved, and at this time, his fighting spirit was high. He jumped up and smashed his hammer towards Wan Shui.

Wan Shui, like him, was a First Force Realm seventh layer cultivator, but he was a ranged fighter, and his cold arrows were hard to defend against.

He had to deal with him first, so he could focus on dealing with Wan Mu.

Seeing Wan Lei attacking, Wan Shui dodged Wan Lei's attack with a lazy roll, then quickly drew his bow and nocked an arrow, shooting it towards Wan Lei's brow.

They were too close, Wan Lei didn't have time to dodge, and instinctively reached out his left hand to grab it.

Wan Lei grabbed the arrow shaft, and the arrow was moving so fast that it quickly moved through Wan Lei's palm.

Wan Lei mustered all his strength to grab the arrow tightly, and the arrow shaft moved through his palm, the huge friction causing Wan Lei's palm, which was already badly burned, to emit a burning smell.

Fortunately, Wan Lei firmly grasped the arrow when the tail of the arrow passed through his palm.

At this time, the arrowhead was only one centimeter away from his eyes.

"Kid, give me your life!"

Wan Mu raised his wooden staff and smashed it towards Wan Lei.

Wan Lei casually flicked the arrow in his hand towards Wan Mu.

Wan Mu was shocked and hurriedly dodged, unable to attack Wan Lei.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wan Lei swung his hammer and smashed it towards Wan Shui.

Wan Shui's pupils shrank, and he retreated quickly, trying to avoid Wan Lei's attack.

But who knew that Wan Lei's Thunder God Hammer would slip out of his hand and smash straight into Wan Shui's stomach.

"Ah!!!"

Wan Shui screamed and was heavily knocked away by the Thunder God Hammer.

The weight of the Thunder God Hammer was extremely terrifying, once hit, it would cause broken bones and fractured tendons.

After knocking Wan Shui away with one move, Wan Lei flipped forward, dodging the chop from Wan Mu behind him, then took a step forward, picked up the Thunder God Hammer, and directly crippled Wan Shui's legs.

Now, he only had to face Wan Mu alone.

"Come on, let me see if a First Force Realm eighth layer expert can withstand my thunder!"

Wan Lei looked at Wan Mu with a high fighting spirit, and the Thunder God Hammer in his hand was covered with violent lightning.

Wan Mu cautiously looked at Wan Lei, with green energy flowing on the wooden staff in his hand.

Wan Lei charged towards Wan Mu, and the wooden staff in Wan Mu's hand also swept towards Wan Lei.

The wooden staff in Wan Mu's hand was longer, however, the moment the wooden staff came into contact with Wan Lei, it instantly grew many vines, immediately binding Wan Lei.

Wan Lei was shocked, who would have thought that the other party's magic weapon could transform, and he was caught off guard for a moment, and was thrown hard to the ground by Wan Mu.

Wan Mu succeeded in one move, swung the wooden staff in his hand, constantly甩着Wan Lei, and smashed him hard on the ground.

"Hmph, let's see if you're still arrogant, kid!"

Wan Mu snorted coldly.

Wan Lei was dizzy from being smashed, gritted his teeth, picked up the Thunder God Hammer in his hand, gathered lightning, and smashed it hard at his own stomach.

This hammer hit him hard, but it also broke the vines.

The lightning attached to the hammer also struck Wan Mu directly along the wooden staff.

Yes, dry wooden sticks do not conduct electricity, but wooden sticks need moisture to grow vines.