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

Between heaven and earth, two swords of the martial gods collided with a deafening sound.

The low-level warriors in the Five Lands have almost shattered their eardrums by the aftermath of the sword.

The sword lights in the sky are like the evening glow.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

In an instant, Ye Mohan could collide with Chen Tian forty and fifty times to create sword blades.

"Good boy, there's something." Chen Tian became interested and went all out.

"Neglect on the battlefield is a taboo."

Ye Mohan took advantage of his speech and stabbed out with a sword, and the Nine Dragons roared wildly.

The sword blade penetrated Chen Tian’s chest.

Not only was Chen Tian not afraid, he was more interested. He stabbed Ye Mohan with a backhand sword. Ye Mohan floated back like a crane, rubbing the opponent's sharp sword, and narrowly widened the distance.

...

On that side, Hong Changqiu threw out a whisk.

Thousands of white whisk lines carved a cage between heaven and earth.

The cage is their battlefield.

In the whisk cage, Hong Changyu's strength will only be stronger, but Chu Yue's martial arts realm will be weakened.

When one grows and another disappears, Ye Chuyue has to be defeated.

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

Hong Changqi stroked his snow-white beard and laughed out loud: "Young man, the bones are still too hard, you have to wear them off a little."

The turbid gaze looked at Chu Yue's martial arts body meaningfully.

"Where is better to start grinding?" Hong Changji said to himself, as if thinking about how to deal with poultry in the backyard for a perfect meal to fill.

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

Using whisk as a prisoner and using the eight-star martial god as its power is equivalent to a domain field where opponents other than himself can reduce their strength.

Good thing!

Chu Yue was moved.

Just when Hong Changgui thought Ye Chuyue was afraid of fighting, he saw the woman as if she had seen the delicacies of mountains and seas. The light in her eyes could even be felt by people outside the whisk cage.

"I don't know what's up!"

Hong Changqiu's face was deformed.

"Senior Hong, a good person!"

Chu Yue suddenly inserted the knife and axe into the whisk ground, like a young student who was studying hard, bowing his hand and fist at Hong Changgui in awe and fiery manner.

This sudden politeness made Hong Changgui confused and a hint of confusion appeared in his dark eyes.

Immediately.

As if I had thought of something, I sneered in disdain:

"Little Bastard, don't think that if you get close to me, I can easily let you go. How did you cut off my arms just now, I haven't forgotten."

The regeneration martial arts that Hong Changyi practiced only once, and it was not worth it to be used on Xiao Zashu.

That is his biggest killer weapon and life-saving thing. Only when facing the life-and-death battle between the martial gods above eight stars can one be used.

Hong Changqiu became more and more angry the more he thought about it. The murderous aura spread out all over his body, and the shocking whisk cage swayed in the sky.

Chu Yue ignored Hong's murderous aura, then clasped his fists and lowered his head, and said sincerely and piously: "Senior Hong is a good person, which makes me suddenly enlightened. My admiration for me is like the water of a river, surging endlessly. My grace today is unforgettable. I would like to ask me to worship me."

Hong Changyu was confused when he heard it.

What kind of kindness?

What is the sudden enlightenment?

What kind of ghosts is this little bastard? Isn’t it a joke?

"Elegant."

Hong Changgui sneered, "I deserve to die for all my sins! I want...you...life in the name of the great elder of Kaitian Sect!"

After the words came, he rushed to the spirit of the God of Martial Arts.

The eight-star martial god is invincible.

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

In the face of Hong's usual hard blow, Chu Yue still kept holding her fists and nodding.

She slowly raised her eyes and showed a bright smile of white teeth.

The moment when the martial god's aura was about to swallow Chu Yue.

Chu Yue released the original energy in her body.

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

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

But here is different.

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

Chu Yue was able to release the original energy that had been burdened by her for a long time without hesitation, which was beautiful!

In addition, she imitated the magic weapon whisk.

The original energy takes over the whisk cage, making this vast white space the world of the original energy.

Chu Yue's body had long been accustomed to each other in the burden-bearing and suppressing, and the original energy would not curb the strength she should have.

But Hong's routine is different.

Hong Changqian's eight-star martial god was directly suppressed and the remaining two stars were left.

"Bang!"

Hong Changqiu was shocked by the sudden burst of original energy and left far away.

The old man looked at Chu Yue in surprise, "The origin of the energy?"

What shocked him even more was that-

The new origin cage has replaced his magic weapon cage.

how so?

Hong Changqiu tried his best to release martial arts power, and at most he could only release two-star martial gods.

Hong Changyu panicked.

He finally understood why Ye Chuyue wanted to thank him!

"Ye cannot repay the kindness of Senior Hong's kindness in this life, so let's repay it for the next life."

After Chu Yue finished speaking modestly and politely, he grabbed the knife and axe standing in the cage space with both hands.

She looked at the old man with a smile.

It is as beautiful as a flower, but Hong Changyu's bones are oozing out of the cold.

Chu Yue stepped on the ground with the soles of her feet, and leaped with force, and suddenly she rushed towards Hong Changji like a wolf under the moon.

"Old thing!"

"Will it regenerate? Let me continue to grow!"

Chu Yue smiled evilly, and then cut off the sword and axe.

The sharp blade slashed Hong's arms.

Half of it.

Hong Changyu gritted his teeth and fought his life directly.

He took out the red lotus short knife with his right hand and stabbed it suddenly into Chu Yue's heart.

He is fighting with Ye Chuyue.

But he didn't know that Ye Chuyue was the life-threatening ancestor!

Chu Yue only deviated slightly from her lower body, pulled out the knife and axe regardless of the matter, and slashed down again.

The knife and axe cut off Hong Changji's arms.

Blood gushed.

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

Chu Yue didn't even blink at this pain, and kicked Hong Changyu in the face, kicking Hong Changyu so hard that he fell to his back and fell to the pool of blood.

Finally, he rushed over. Before Hong Changgui got up, he grabbed Hong Changgui's snow-white hair from behind. Suddenly, he tried his best to make Hong Changgui bend his body and lean backwards until his waist first cracked and then broke.

Chu Yue's eyes were bloody and cold, and her tone was indifferent and cruel. "Dog guy, I'm using my seniority to make me live in the imperial realm. Have you given you a face?"

Outside, I saw the whisk cage shaking and calming down again, and I thought the battle between Chu Yue was over.

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