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Chapter 1721 The emperor is here, who dares to touch Ye Xiaoyou

"Swish, shit."

The sound of the burning soul sounded constantly, making countless people feel creepy!

The pain was like a fire burning the soul, a sharp blade shattered the bones, and thousands of steel needles pierced her flesh and blood!!!

If an ordinary person had been unable to bear such pain, he would have long since disappeared, his martial body exploded, and disappeared into the world.

But not only did she not burst her martial body, she was on the top of the sky, her dark battle robe was like a shadow covering the sky, and when it was blown up by the strong wind, it made a sound!

Chu Yue laughed softly.

Her consciousness was not distracted by the pain of burning the soul, but instead she was like an extreme pervert who was enjoying the pleasure brought by pain.

Find a touch of pleasure in the ultimate pain!

It’s like finding a little redemption in the sea of ​​suffering in life!

She smiled so sarcastically that the solemn aura of her body was raging like a mad vine.

As if he wanted to condense into reality, even Changfeng was tortured!

Feng Lei is a warrior in the tenth year of the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint Realm. In other words, he has been practicing in the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint Realm for a full ten years.

When both warriors are in the same situation, put aside all external auxiliary factors, almost the longer the practice time, the stronger the strength.

Therefore, the gap between the warriors who have just broken through the Great Perfect Martial Saint Realm and the Great Perfection Ten-Year Realm of Warriors is simply a distance like a natural barrier!

Chu Yue broke through the Wu Zun Realm when dealing with the disaster of the Demon Flame in the three cities in the southern suburbs. Later, he participated in the Dragon Slaying Banquet Xiao Chongtian, and showed a lifeless nail in the star monument.

Even if she has the ability to challenge her, she is still a distance between her and the Great Martial Saint.

If it were in the past, Chu Yue would definitely use fire to burn the soul when he was defeated.

Before the battle was fought, she was the first to burn her soul, which shows her anger and resentment and her determination to win!

At this moment, if you want to take down Fenglei, Ye Tiandi, Ye Wuxie, and Ye Mohan can solve it.

But she didn't want to! She wanted to vent her anger that had been buried in her heart for a long time in the extreme pain and in the bloody battle!

"boom!"

The iron rod is comparable to a sharp blade, tearing the sky apart.

I saw a raging flame burning all over the iron rod in Chu Yue’s hand.

She fell from the sky, and the wind was as strong as a mountain.

This leap down, carrying thousands of murderous intents, wrapped in endless anger and deep hatred!

The dragon and phoenix iron rod hit Feng Lei's face with a bang.

Feng Lei looked up and his pupils kept shrinking and dissipating again. The iron stick that was constantly magnifying and smashing towards him was reflected in his eyes.

If that stick was hit, it would be enough to break his heavenly spirit cover!!

Feng Lei took a breath, suddenly took out his weapon, and raised a long sword to block Chu Yue's attack like a shield.

Bang!

The sound of the iron rod and the long sword colliding seemed to bring strong tinnitus to the warriors, making the Star Monument Square tremble!

The long sword raised by Feng Lei trembled quickly, and the tiger's mouth hurt.

The power from the iron rod directly shattered the tendons and veins on his arms and opened his strong flesh!

"Puff!"

Feng Lei spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, turning into blood mist and spraying it on Xiao Sha's Changfeng.

But seeing the might of this iron rod, his feet were deeply trapped into the ground until his knees!

Chu Yue was like a black phoenix flying high from the abyss, and she still kept hitting a stick in the air and looked down at Feng Lei, showing a cruel smile: "It's so pitiful. What you have been thinking about in your life is Shennong Scroll, but in the end you get nothing. You want to use Shennong Scroll to become the king of this continent, but you forgot that you are just a bear, but you want to spread your wings and fly high."

call out!

Chu Yueyi's hem was curved, but she saw her feet in the air kicking Feng Lei's face suddenly, and her body flew backwards to the air and land.

She lifted the iron stick again.

The iron rod slashed across the sky and suddenly a bright flame lit up.

She slowly turned her head and looked coldly at Feng Lei.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Feng Lei stepped on his feet to the ground, and the force gushed out of his blood directly shocked the deep-sinking land to break many cracks.

Dust and smoke rose everywhere, rolling like a storm rolling in the yellow sand of the desert.

He pulled his feet out of the cracked ground, grabbed the long sword, and rushed out wildly. He opened and closed the sword technique, and slashed Chu Yue's waist cleanly and neatly and wanted to cut Chu Yue in half.

Chu Yue did not have any defensive demeanor at all, and directly held a stick in both hands, using violence to fight violence, and fighting with Feng Lei head-on.

The knife and stick collided again, and Feng Lei's arms suddenly cracked!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Feng Lei was furious and screamed in pain, like a wild beast on the verge of death!

"Stop!" Xie Qingyan's voice seemed to come from ancient times, with seriousness and pressure from the powerful!

The pressure of the God of Martial Arts, even if it is just her soul state, is enough to change the colors of mountains and rivers, and the sun and the moon are trembling!

The pressure was approaching Chu Yue.

Once this pressure falls, even if Chu Yue is in a violent state of burning the soul, it will be crushed into powder.

In an instant, blood mist on the east side surged out, heading towards the force of pressure.

A black light suddenly appeared on the west side and rushed away.

A vast force like a sea on the south side was like a white dragon, with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain, heading straight towards Xie Wushen’s pressure!

Ye Mohan, Ye Wuxie and Ye Tiandi all took action in time at the same time.

Then the Martial Ancestor was exuding a super powerful momentum.

Then Zhao Ting waved his sword, and the blade's aura condensed into thunder and leopard rushed out.

The Great Protector of Helian, Ye Juechen, Tu Weiwei, Xiao Li and others all used their strength to the same extent.

Countless abilities of energy collided with the pressure of the God of Martial God, and the beautiful light and fire exploded!

"Emperor Ye Tian!"

Xie Qingyan made a low voice.

Emperor Ye Tian changed his gentleness and raised his eyes and suddenly storm appeared: "I am here, who dares to touch Xiaoyou Ye?"

"Thank you, God of Wu." Emperor Ye Tian looked at the soul state above the golden lotus: "You and I have had a good relationship, but if you touch Xiaoyou Ye, you will never die and live forever."

There was a sound of astonishment all over the ground.

Xie Wushen's eyes tightened.

This is just a state of soul. If she meets Emperor Ye Tian who is doing her best, she will probably not be able to defeat this soul and will be destroyed!

Once destroyed, it will take at least thousands of years to re-cultivate the complete soul.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xie Qingyan found that the gains were not worth it, so she became silent strangely.

But she didn't understand, and people didn't understand either. Although she knew that Emperor Ye Tian valued Ye Chuyue, the young genius, it was completely beyond imagination. She even wanted to oppose the martial god for a martial artist in the Martial Lord realm. Looking at the 90,000-year history of the five continents, it was a ridiculous first time!
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