Chapter 1957 The power of one person destroys the Martial Emperor
Song Zhihuan held the pipa in his hand and played three thousand killing sounds like a waterfall.
The aura of the Martial Emperor that fills the sky is overwhelming, and along with the killing sound, it densely covers any corner of the teleportation formation space.
The chilling air was like a storm coming.
When Song Zhihuan continued to play the pipa with his full jade hands, he saw the woman whose right arm was so blurry that she could not even see it. She suddenly flashed in front of her like an awakened lion taking a fleeting step.
Chu Yue's figure was half hanging in front of Song Zhihuan, his right fist shot out, and he punched Song Zhihuan's pipa.
The fist was as sharp as a blade, and it instantly broke through the solid Pipa, piercing a shocking hole.
The right fist that penetrated the Pipa opened into a claw and clawed directly into the right side of Song Zhihuan's chest.
Song Zhihuan's eyes narrowed and he looked at Chu Yue in astonishment.
Is this the strength that Wuzong Realm should have?
Her Martial Emperor status is not even comparable to that of the Royal City.
It should be noted that while in Hanfeng Tower, Ye Chuyue still needed the help of three comrades in order to achieve a tie with Wang Wuhuang.
Now, alone, can she destroy her Martial Emperor aura?
Blood overflowed from the corners of Song Zhihuan's mouth, and he looked in disbelief at the woman who was like a wolf and a tiger in the wind.
"Ye Chuyue, I underestimated you."
Song Zhihuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the Martial Emperor's aura surged wildly from Wu Gen's Dantian, shooting out golden lightning, which condensed into a brilliant and dazzling holy armor on her body.
Then the right palm's light shone fiercely, and a short sword was revealed through the air.
She held a short knife in her hand and stabbed Chu Yue's right arm.
The blade of the knife was bent as if it hit a copper wall.
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 had been eroded by the aura of the devil.
She finally understood why Ye Chuyue was so powerful. It was not due to the Wuzong realm, but to this arm.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have dared to imagine that warriors in this world could actually be separated from the whole body and become only a small part of their strength.
This kind of thing is simply unprecedented and unprecedented.
"Stab it!"
Chu Yue pulled out her right hand, made a fist again, and hit Song Zhihuan's face neatly.
She raised her face, lightning surged in her right arm, and she looked around indifferently. Apart from the lightning that made a "crack" sound, her entire right palm was filled with blood that was constantly flowing down.
Between the eyebrows, a faint black flower of the other side gradually condensed.
The whole body is filled with the authentic aura of wild hunting and the devil's path.
The disciples of Tianshan Sect and Liefeng Sect were all shocked by this scene.
"Doesn't she have no demon roots? How come she still has the aura of demons?" the Tianshan Sect disciple asked in surprise.
Song Zhihuan once again burst out with the strength of Emperor Wu and attacked Chu Yue.
Chu Yue used her right fist again, directly shattering the Martial Emperor's Storm that had not yet spread around.
"Fire Wind Sect, die——"
Chu Yue looked at her with a faint look in her eyes. The moment she finished speaking the last word, she shot out a palm with her right hand, black lightning densely covered her palm, and struck Song Zhihuan directly.
"The Heaven-Eating Devil's Palm...how...is this possible...how did you do it?"
Song Zhihuan exclaimed, his apricot eyes widening in shock.
Why did Ye Chuyue, a warrior who had lost his demonic roots, use the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Palm of the upper realm of demons?
Although the Heaven-Eating Demonic Palm is not as powerful as Princess Linlang's yet, it must be understood that Princess Linlang has been in the upper world since she was a child, and she is also a princess with a high level of demonism. Her powerful demonic energy and long-term understanding of the secrets of the Heaven-Eating Demonic Palm are far from those in the lower world.
Warriors are comparable.
The martial arts moves of various tribes and sects are mostly passed down from ancestors. They have experienced the precipitation and baptism of the years. They can be understood by generations of people through hard work. Ye Chuyue has only fought against Princess Linlang once. Why?
Can you use the Heaven-Eating Devil Palm?
Song Zhihuan had no time to think too much, the Heaven-Eating Devil's Palm was approaching, and she had to deal with it with all her heart.
The power of the devil's hand forced her to spontaneously ignite her martial arts roots and self-explode her Dantian at the critical moment, raising the thick and powerful aura of the Martial Emperor to an even stronger level.
But she saw her strike out with a palm filled with the aura of the Martial Emperor, and came into a head-on collision with the oncoming Heaven-Devouring Demonic Palm.
When the two palms touched each other, it was like hitting cotton.
But seeing the black lightning from the Heaven-Devouring Devil's Palm spread out, Song Zhihuan used all his strength to throw the palm away, but it was in vain.
Ye Chuyue, who was still in front of her just now, disappeared without knowing when.
Just as she was about to look for it, she heard the sound of breaking wind coming from behind her.
Chu Yueyun's palm filled with black lightning suddenly hit Song Zhihuan's back.
Under the palm of his hand, black lightning spread like a spider web from Song Zhihuan's spine to his limbs.
The essence and energy in the bones were all swallowed up by the black lightning under Chu Yue's Heaven-devouring Devil's palm.
The more she swallows, the more powerful her clutches become!
"Pfft——"
Song Zhihuan vomited blood and turned around with difficulty to look at her expressionless face with blood-red eyes.
"Ye Chuyue, stop. Song Zhihuan is a disciple of the Liefeng Sect. How dare you go against the Liefeng Sect? Aren't you afraid that the Liefeng Sect will destroy you, Ling Tian, and your continent?" Tianshan Sect disciples shouted.
Chu Yue slowly raised her eyes and smiled cruelly, "If I can't kill Princess Linlang, why can't I kill Song Zhihuan? Ye Mou is afraid of heaven and earth all his life, but he doesn't know how to write the word threat!"