The first wave of heavenly thunder directly descended on Xuan Yi's body and exploded.
However, Xuan Yi was fearless and faced the heavenly tribulation directly.
He didn't even use his sword. He only relied on his powerful physical body to resist the power of the heavenly thunder.
In the blink of an eye, the heavenly thunder was smashed into pieces by Xuan Yi's fist and turned into pure spiritual energy.
The power of heaven was unfathomable, and this was just the appetizer.
Soon, another eighteen purple thunder bolts descended. Their power greatly increased, and headed straight for Xuan Yi.
Xuan Yi naturally did not want to fall behind. He stood up straight, and his pair of iron fists waved with the vitality of the tiger.
He directly smashed the initial thunder bolts, turning them into pure spiritual energy again.
Xuan Yi was fearless, relying on pure physical strength to resist the heavenly tribulation.