At this moment, Huang Gongjian had already opened his mouth wide and opened it blankly.
The expression on Feng Laiyi's face was slightly frozen under the veil, and there was a touch of shock in her beautiful eyes!
Long Xueying, who was named, exuded an extremely dangerous aura, but the fluctuations around him became ethereal!
Ye Wuque even asked him to go up with Fu Yue. This was simply a naked contempt and insult!
Only Baili Fenghuo still looked indifferent, but there was a flash of flame in those fearful eyes!
"I don't believe it! I want you to die! I can kill you by myself!!"
Ye Wuque's cold eyes with contempt deeply stung Fu Yue's pride. He roared and went completely berserk. The energy all over his body exploded, and the divine springs behind him appeared one by one, a total of...forty channels!
Ye Wuque let go of his right hand and let Fu Yue break free. Seeing the forty divine springs appearing behind Fu Yue, a faint fighting spirit finally emerged in his eyes.
"Stubborn! But although you are still far behind, you are qualified to take a few punches from me. I just hope..."
boom!
The majestic and domineering aura exploded, and after Ye Wuque finished speaking, he moved!
With his black hair turbulent, Ye Wuque took a step forward, with a stern look on his face. He spoke coldly and said the first half of the sentence. He raised his right fist slightly, and his whole body seemed like a dragon coming out of its gate, trying to bite the world and leaping over!
The next moment, the pupils of countless people reflected a flash of extreme... black!
On the martial arts platform, behind the flashing Ye Wuque, a huge... black hole appeared!
The black hole was deep and deep, filled with the atmosphere of destruction, fragmentation, and doomsday. It seemed to be connected to another world, setting off Ye Wuque, and had a great visual impact, making him look like a king from a dark space!
Black hole realm...eternal immortal body!
laugh!
The void exploded, because Ye Wuque's speed reached the extreme, and the terrifying physical force pressed and rubbed the void, making it unable to withstand the terrifying power, and the airflow exploded and rolled like a tide!
At the same time, the second half of the sentence also sounded from Ye Wuque's mouth, shaking everyone!
"You can hold on longer..."
On the other side, forty divine springs were manifested. When Fu Yue, who was at full strength, heard Ye Wuque's words, his whole body seemed to go completely crazy, and the black light on his body shone with a dazzling brilliance!
"I'll beat you to death! I'm going to beat you to death!"
With a roar that shook the sky, Fu Yue repeated these words, and then an extremely ferocious aura exploded from his body, sweeping in all directions. Layers after layers of black lines appeared on his body, and each layer
Once the lines appear, his physical strength will become even more terrifying!
Until the end, the entire nine-day pattern wrapped around his body, like a great demon!
Wushen splits the celestial body!
This is exactly the body-refining magical power that Fu Yue has mastered, and he has practiced it to the highest level... the Nine Crow Divine Mark!
At this moment, he showed it without any reservation, just to beat Ye Wuque to death!
However, just when Fu Yue used the Wushen Splitting Celestial Body to its extreme, Ye Wuque's fist arrived!
boom!
Earth-shattering!
Unparalleled domineering!
The sky is destroyed!
This is Ye Wuque's punch!
I don’t know how many times more fierce and powerful it was than Fu Yue’s punch just now!
An extremely strong crisis exploded in Fu Yue's heart. He felt the crisis of life and death. The punch from Ye Wuque made him see death!
"Ahhh!"
At this moment, Fu Yue, who was roaring, had no time to escape, and his expression suddenly became ferocious and crazy!
Since you can't hide, just block it!
In one tenth of a breath, Fu Yue did not dodge or evade, the nine black divine marks all over his body lit up, he raised his arms and faced each other, choosing... to block hard!
Bang!
A huge roar resounded, and Ye Wuque's punch hit Fu Yue's arms hard. The terrifying punch exploded, and the entire fighting platform was shaking, and smoke and dust were flying, stirring the void!
Fu Yue's eyes had turned red, the blood in his body was boiling, and he was extremely uncomfortable. The Nine Crow Divine Marks were flashing and extinguishing endlessly. His body was in severe pain, as if it was cracking. His throat exuded a sweet taste, but there was a sense of pleasure because he blocked it.
Ye Wuque’s first punch!
As the saying goes, one can make great efforts, but one will fail and three will be exhausted!
As long as he blocks Ye Wuque's unstoppable first punch!
The attacks behind Ye Wuque will no longer be a threat!
However, just as Fu Yue was having thoughts like this, Ye Wuque's second punch arrived again!
Bang!
The roar roars again, the earth shakes, the void roars, and dust flies!
Bang bang bang bang...
The third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch...
The entire fighting platform seemed to have turned into extremely fragile tofu, shaking crazily and seemingly unable to withstand the terrifying power that exploded!
The smoke and dust were constantly shrouded and torn apart by the force of the fists, allowing countless people to vaguely see Ye Wuque's punch after punch at Fu Yue!
Every punch is simple and direct!
Nothing fancy!
But it is precisely because of this that the Xuanquan, domineering, mighty and violent style of the fist is fully displayed!
Rumble!
When another roar sounded, everything seemed to finally calm down, and there was no more roar!
From the beginning to now, the roar has sounded a total of eight times!
In other words, Ye Wuque threw eight punches in total!
Now that it suddenly stopped, could it be that Ye Wuque was exhausted?
Or was Fuyue's counterattack successful?
Huhuhu...
The fist wind howled, tearing apart the smoke and dust, and revealed two figures among them!
Ye Wuque suddenly withdrew his right hand without knowing when, and put it behind his back. He stood tall and expressionless, looking at Fu Yue opposite him with his bright eyes.
Fu Yue, on the other hand, remained motionless, his huge body standing on the spot like an iron tower, his arms still crossed in front of him, his face facing down, and he couldn't see clearly!
Everything is so peaceful and weird!
"Isn't it...that there is no winner or loser?"
Someone exclaimed and expressed his guess, but his voice was already dry.
However, the next moment, Ye Wuque's calm and cold voice sounded again!
"Can you only take eight of my punches? It seems that I think highly of you."
After saying this, Ye Wuque retracted his gaze from Fu Yue and turned to look directly at the audience. He first glanced at Baili Fenghuo, who looked indifferent and emotionless, and then turned to Long Xueying and continued.
He said calmly: "It's your turn."
What is going on?
What does Ye Wuque mean?
Countless people in heaven and earth looked at each other, unable to figure out what Ye Wuque was doing or why he said such strange words one after another.
His battle with Fu Yue is not over yet!
"It's my turn? Have you been beaten stupid? Fu Yue is more than enough to kill you, you don't even have a chance to die in my hands..."
Long Xueying spoke coldly, but stopped abruptly before he could say anything!
Even his face suddenly changed at this moment!
Not only Long Xueying, the expressions of everyone in the world froze directly, even their breathing froze!
Because they saw that on the martial arts platform, the motionless Fu Yue was lying backward like a jade pillar on a golden mountain. Finally, it hit the martial arts platform with a bang, stirring up flying smoke and dust.
!
Fu Yue, who was lying on his back, finally showed his face!
He has no breath left!
His eyes were wide open, his orifices were bleeding, and his expression was distorted. Only a kind of unbelievable horror, as well as boundless despair and fear remained on his face!
Not only was his seven orifices bleeding, but his body was completely chapped, and every muscle and vein was limp and out of the skin like a dead dragon. It was dripping with blood, and it was too horrible to see!
Fu Yue, dead!
Ye Wuque punched him eight times in a row, blasting him to pieces. He didn't even have time to beg for mercy or howl in agony, and he was beaten to death on the martial arts platform!