"Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Between heaven and earth, the two swords of the God of War collided with an ear-splitting sound.

The eardrums of the low-level warriors in Wulu were about to be shattered by the aftermath of the sword.

The sword light fills the sky, just like the sunset in the evening.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

In an instant, Ye Mohan and Chen Tian could collide with each other forty or fifty times.

"Good boy, I have something." Chen Tian became interested and went all out.

"Neglect on the battlefield is a taboo."

Ye Mohan took advantage of him to speak, thrust out his sword, and the nine dragons roared wildly.

The sword blade penetrated Chen Tian's chest.

Not only was Chen Tian not afraid, but he was even more interested. He stabbed Ye Mohan with his backhand sword. Ye Mohan floated back like a crane, grazing the opponent's sharp sword and narrowing the distance dangerously.

…

On the other side, Hong Guangru flicked out the whisk.

Thousands of white threads carved out a cage between heaven and earth.

The cage is their battlefield.

Inside the Fuchen Cage, Hong Rongrou's strength will only become stronger, while Chu Yue's martial arts status will be weakened.

In this situation of ebb and flow, Ye Chuyue had to lose.

"I haven't seen such an arrogant little bastard in a long time."

Hong Chungui stroked his snow-white beard and laughed loudly: "Young man, your bones are still too hard and you need to grind them off a little."

His turbid eyes looked at Chu Yue's martial body meaningfully.

"Where is the best place to start grinding?" Hong said to himself, as if he was thinking about how to get rid of the poultry in the backyard to make a full and perfect dinner.

Chu Yue looked at the white whisk cage all around and carefully observed the principle of the whisk cage.

Using the whisk as a prisoner and the Eight-Star Martial God as the force is equivalent to a field that reduces the strength of opponents other than yourself.

What a good thing!

Chu Yue's heart moved.

Just when Hong Guangrong thought that Ye Chuyue was scared, he saw that the woman was like a hungry man who had seen the delicacies of mountains and seas, and the light in her eyes could be felt even by people outside the whisk cage.

"Ridiculous!"

Hong Chang was so angry that his face changed shape.

"Senior Hong, what a good man!"

Chu Yue suddenly stuck her knife and ax into the dusty ground, and like a young student studying diligently, she raised her hands and clasped her fists towards Hong Rongrou in awe and fervor.

This sudden courtesy left Monk Hong and Zhanger confused, and there was a hint of confusion in his gloomy eyes.

Immediately.

As if he had thought of something, he sneered disdainfully:

"Little bastard, don't think that if you get close to the old man, the old man will easily spare your life. I have not forgotten how you cut off the old man's arms just now."

The regenerative martial body practiced by Hong Rongluo was only cultivated for a short period of time. It was really not worth using it on a little bastard.

That is his biggest trump card and life-saving tool, and it can only be used when facing a life-and-death battle against an eight-star or above Martial God.

The more Hong Guangrong thought about it, the angrier he became. The murderous aura around him filled the air overwhelmingly, and the vibrating whisk cage swayed high in the sky.

Chu Yue, however, ignored Hong Changrou's murderous intent, then clasped her fists and lowered her head, saying sincerely and piously: "Senior Hong is a good man, which makes this junior enlightened. This junior's admiration for senior is like the water of a river, flowing endlessly. Senior's kindness today

, I will never forget it, and I would like to ask the seniors to pay homage to the juniors."

Hong Gujun was confused when he heard this.

What favor?

What is a sudden enlightenment?

This little bastard is the master of a hundred ghosts. Is it a joke?

"Sharp and sharp-tongued."

Hong Rongjun sneered, "You deserve death! In the name of the Grand Elder of the Kaitian Sect, I want...your...life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards me with the spirit of the God of War.

The eight-star Martial God is invincible.

Such a terrifying aura could tear Chu Yue's martial body apart at any time.

Chu Yue faced Hong Guangrou's vigorous blow, but still kept her fists clasped and nodding.

She slowly raised her eyes, revealing a smile with white teeth as bright as stars.

The moment when the spirit of the God of War was about to swallow up Chu Yue.

Chu Yue released the original energy in her body.

All along, the original energy has been restraining her cultivation and growth.

If the original energy is released, it will harm the common people.

But it's different here.

This is the whisk space set up by the Eight-Star Martial God Hong Rongjun.

Chu Yue can unceremoniously release the original energy that has been carrying her for a long time, which is really beautiful!

In addition, she imitated the magic weapon whisk.

The original energy replaced the whisk cage, making this vast white square space become the world of the original energy.

Chu Yue's body has long been accustomed to the pressure of the original energy, and the original energy will not curb her supposed strength.

But Hong Guangrong is different.

Hong Rongrou's eight-star Martial God was directly suppressed and only two stars were left.

"boom!"

Hong Rongrou was shocked far away by the sudden burst of original energy.

The old man looked at Chu Yue in surprise, "Original Qi?"

What shocked him even more was——

The new origin cage has replaced his magical weapon cage.

how so?

Hong Rongjun tried his best to release his martial arts power, but at most he could only release a two-star martial arts god.

Hong Rongguo panicked.

He finally understood why Ye Chuyue wanted to thank him!

"Senior Hong's kindness, I can't repay it in this life, so let's repay it in the next life."

After Chu Yue finished speaking modestly and politely, she grabbed the ax standing in the cage space with both hands.

She looked at the old man with a smile.

Although she is as delicate and beautiful as a flower, Hong Rongrou's bones are oozing with chills.

Chu Yue stepped on the ground with the soles of her feet, used the force to jump, and suddenly, like a wolf under the moon, pounced on Hong Quanrou with speed and power.

"Old thing!"

"Isn't it going to regenerate? Let me continue to grow it!"

Chu Yue smiled wildly, and then slashed down with the sword and ax from top to bottom.

The sharp blade slashed at Hong Rongrou's arms.

Half of it was submerged.

Hong Rongjun gritted his teeth and immediately fought for his life.

He took out the red lotus dagger with his right hand and suddenly pierced Chu Yue's heart.

He is playing with Ye Chuyue's life.

But he didn’t know that Ye Chuyue was the ancestor of a life-threatening person!

Chu Yue only deviated her lower body slightly, pulled out the ax without hesitation, and chopped down again.

The sword and ax cut off Hong Quanrou's arms.

Blood spurts out.

The red lotus dagger inserted on the right side of Chu Yue's heart turned into the light of red lotus and disappeared.

In response to the pain, Chu Yue didn't even blink, and kicked Hong Rongrou in the face, knocking Hong Rongrou off his back and lying in a pool of blood.

Finally, he swooped over and before Hong Rongrou could stand up, he grabbed Hong Rongrou's snow-white hair from behind, and with a sudden force, Hong Rongrou bent his body backwards until his waist bones cracked and then broke.

Chu Yue's eyes were bloody and cold, and her tone was indifferent and cruel, "You bitch, you are relying on your old age and selling yourself off in the imperial territory. Have I given you any face?"

Outside, seeing the crackling vibrations of the whisk cage calm down again, I thought Chu Yue's battle was over.

"Die like this?" Ye Qing'er asked.
Chapter completed!