"Chengtang's dominion still commands two portions of the world's fortune, with such protection, how could he be so easily killed?"
Nezha laughed, "I have always been quite lucky too."
"Come on, are you blind? When others want to kill you, does the heavens come to save you? Compared to Yin Shou, your luck is that of a wretched soul, a poor wretch."
Nezha laughed, "Then let's try killing again!"
He brandished the Fire-tipped Spear, when thunder above suddenly turned into falling swords and knives, slicing downwards. Nezha would be minced if he didn't dodge in time.
Nezha had to retreat temporarily, condensing a Seven-colored Miao Tree with the great Dao rules to protect his body. However, the power of the thunder even split through the rules!
Yet Nezha's movements were as swift as lightning, stepping forward and reaching Yin Shou. If the thunder fell, it would strike both of them dead.
