Emperor Pingtou had already retreated to the distant rooftops. At this moment, dark clouds gathered in the sky, thunder roared like a torrential downpour, tilting down from above. In the end, after interweaving in midair, it struck into Emperor Pingtou's body. Thunder gathered at the stump of his severed arm, and to the naked eye, his arm was regenerating at an observable speed!
Seeing this, Yi Zheng was genuinely astonished.
His combat experience was nothing if not rich, but this was the first time he had encountered someone who could use heavenly thunder to repair their flesh so quickly.
"This skill, not bad at all! I want it!" Yi Zheng's eyes gleamed with excitement as he shouted and then pressed hard with his foot before rushing over.
While Emperor Pingtou appeared calm, deep inside, he was nearly driven mad!
Poison King, Old Hyena, these were extremely powerful beings among his subordinates, few in the Ten Thousand Clans could defeat them.