Song Zhihuan held the pipa in his hand and played three thousand killing sounds like a waterfall.

The aura of the Martial Emperor was so aggressive that it covered any corner of the teleportation formation space with the sound of killing.

The solemn and murderous aura is like a storm coming.

When Song Zhihuan played the sound of the pipa with her jade hand, she saw the woman who was blurred with her right arm just now, just like an awakened lion stepping on her feet, suddenly flashing in front of her.

Chu Yue's figure was half hanging in front of Song Zhihuan, her right fist shook out and a punch hit Song Zhihuan's pipa.

The fist was as sharp as a blade, and it instantly broke through the solid pipa and penetrated a horrifying hole.

The right fist that penetrated through the pipa opened into claws and directly grabbed Song Zhihuan's chest on the right side.

Song Zhihuan's eyes shrank, and she looked at Chu Yue in shock.

Is this the strength that should be available in the Wuzong realm?

Her Martial Emperor's realm is not even comparable to that of the royal city.

It should be noted that when he was in the Cold Wind Tower, Ye Chuyue still needed the help of three comrades in order to tie Wang Wuhuang.

Now that she is alone, can she destroy the aura of the Martial Emperor?

Blood overflowed from the corner of Song Zhihuan's mouth, looking at the woman who was like a wolf or a tiger in the wind in disbelief.

"Ye Chuyue, I underestimate you."

Song Zhihuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the breath of the Emperor Wu that surged out of the Wugen Dantian burst out golden lightning, which condensed into a dazzling holy armor on her body.

Then the right palm shone violently, and a short knife broke through the air and revealed it.

She held a short knife in her hand and stabbed Chu Yue on the right arm.

The blade was like a crush on the iron wall, and it was all bent.

Song Zhihuan stared at Chu Yue's right arm with wide eyes...

It was an arm shaped by black lightning, a bone of lightning that was born under the erosion of the magical aura.

She finally understood why Ye Chuyue had such strong strength, and it was not because of the Wuzong realm, but because of this arm.

If she had not seen it with her own eyes, she would not have imagined that the warriors in this world could be able to escape from the entire torso and be only a small part of them.

Such things are unprecedented and no one comes after another.

"Thorn!"

Chu Yue pulled out her right hand, clenched her fist again, and hit Song Zhihuan's face neatly.

She raised her face, and lightning surged with her right arm, and looked around indifferently. In addition to the lightning that made a "sniff" sound, the whole palm of her right hand was constantly flowing downward.

A faint black red shore flower gradually condensed between the eyebrows.

The whole body is full of the authentic magical aura of wild hunting.

The disciples of Tianshan Sect and Liefeng Sect were shocked by this scene.

"Don't she have no demon roots? Why does she still have the aura of demonic power?" asked the disciple of Tianshan Sect in surprise.

Song Zhihuan burst out with the power of Emperor Wu again and attacked Chu Yue.

Chu Yue fisted again and directly shattered the Martial Emperor Storm that had not yet spread around.

"Liefeng Sect, die--"

Chu Yue looked at her with a faint look on her eyes. The moment she said the last word, she slapped her right palm in the air, and black lightning spread into a huge palm, slashing straight towards Song Zhihuan.

"How could this be...how did you do it?"

Song Zhihuan exclaimed, her almond eyes widened.

Why is Ye Chuyue, a warrior who has lost his demon roots, used it?

Although the Heaven-Devouring Demon Clench is not as powerful as Princess Linlang, we must also understand that Princess Linlang has been a person from the upper realm since she was a child, and is also a princess with a high level of devil. Her profound demonic energy and the mystery of her understanding of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Clench is far from the lower realm.

Warriors are comparable.

The martial arts tricks of all races and sects are mostly inherited from ancestors. After years of precipitation and baptism, generation after generation can only comprehend through hard struggle. Ye Chuyue only had a palm with Princess Linlang. Why

Can you use the clutches of the Devouring Demon?

Song Zhihuan had no time to think too much, and the Heaven-Devouring Demon came to her clutches, so she had to deal with it wholeheartedly.

The power of the magic clutch made her spontaneously ignite her martial roots and explode her dantian at the critical moment, increasing the strong and powerful Wu Emperor's aura to a stronger level.

But she saw her slap with a breath of the Martial Emperor, and faced the clutch of the Devouring Demon that was rushing to attack.

When the palms touch each other, it feels like they are hit on cotton.

But seeing the black lightning in the Heaven-Devouring Demon's clutch dispersed, Song Zhihuan's palm with all his strength was in vain.

Ye Chuyue, who was still in front of her just now, disappeared at some point.

Just as she was about to search, she heard the sound of breaking the wind from behind her.

Chu Yue's palm filled with black lightning hit Song Zhihuan's back.

Under the palm of his palm, black lightning spread like a spider web from Song Zhihuan's spine to his limbs and bones.

The essence aura in the bones was swallowed by the black lightning under the clutches of Chu Yue's Heaven-Devouring Demon.

The more she swallowed, the more powerful her clutches became!

"Puchi--"

Song Zhihuan vomited blood and turned around with difficulty, staring at her with a blood-red eyes widened and looked at her expressionless face.

"Ye Chuyue, stop, Song Zhihuan is a disciple of the Liefeng Sect. How dare you go against the Liefeng Sect? Are you not afraid that the Liefeng Sect will destroy you Lingtian and destroy your continent?" The disciple of the Tianshan Sect shouted.

Chu Yue slowly raised her eyes and smiled cruelly, "I can't kill Princess Linlang, and I can't kill a Song Zhihuan? Ye has always been afraid of heaven and earth, but he doesn't know how to write the word threat!"


Chapter completed!