Chapter 1576 The dragon roars and the strong wind shakes
Suppressive power was pouring in from the horizon, pouring downwards, seeming to tear apart the martial bodies of Chu Yue and others, becoming more and more terrifying.
This shows how powerful the person who took action is!
Chu Yue only nursed the healed wounds, but due to the force of this suppression, the wounds all over his body burst open in an instant.
Blood gushed out from the wound and soaked Chu Yue's clothes.
The sky was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood.
Chu Yue, Xiao Li and the others could still use their martial energy to temporarily resist, but the war horses beneath them were not so lucky.
Several living war horses instantly turned into blood mist due to the super suppressive force.
Chu Yue's feet landed firmly on the ground in the blood mist, and a trace of cruelty flashed across her eyes.
"So strong."
Xiao Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said fearfully.
Tu Weiwei's lips and teeth were bleeding, her hands were trembling, and she said excitedly: "It is indeed strong. With such strength, at least it is in the realm of the Great Martial Sect, and there is more than one Great Martial Sect."
"The person who came here is not good. I'm afraid the purpose is my junior sister. Please be careful."
After Ye Ying finished speaking, she moved closer to Chu Yue and tightened her grip on the bloody battle axe.
Chu Yue remained silent and looked indifferently at the sky covered by black clouds.
The wind was surging, and among the dense black clouds, two sedan carriages appeared.
The sedan chariot appeared on the wind from the sound of wolves howling.
A man and a woman were sitting separately with smiling faces.
The woman wears the Sirius Medal of the Sirius Domain on her chest, has a Luanfeng bun on her head, and a bit of attractive peach blossom makeup between her eyebrows.
She lowered her head and looked at Chu Yue with a half-smile.
After looking at it carefully for a while, he sighed in disappointment and said to himself: "So this is the young hero, not that good at all."
Ye Ying lowered her voice and said in Chu Yue's ear: "Little junior sister, I have had a relationship with this person. She is a saint of the Sirius tribe, born in the Werewolf Valley, and she is with the Queen of Beizhou, Nangong Xiong, Chi Ying and others.
She has a very good relationship with her. She broke through the realm of the Great Wuzong half a year ago and became a saint of the Heavenly Wolf Territory, and is highly regarded by the Lord of the Heavenly Wolf Territory."
Chu Yue's eyes fell on the sedan chair on the other side.
Sitting on the sedan chair was a young man wearing a black robe.
The young man wears the unique clothing of Wushen Temple.
Anyone who can wear this black gold costume will definitely have first-class persuasive power in the Martial Arts Temple.
The person who had just been convicted and unleashed his repressive power was this young man!
Ye Ying said: "This person, Ye Juechen, is the adopted son of Martial Ancestor. He was single-handedly promoted by Martial Ancestor. At a young age, he not only became a senior member of the Martial Arts Temple, but also held an official position in the Imperial Army Department, like
A dual-career genius like him who can prosper in both the Martial Temple and the Imperial Army Division will surely have a bright future."
"This costume is really pretty."
Chu Yue whispered to herself in a low voice, saying words that others could not understand.
Her eyes never left Ye Juechen's clothes.
Only from her blood-stained memory did she know that the Martial Arts Temple was built by her, and that these costumes and the class divisions of the Martial Arts Temple were all created by her.
What is ridiculous is that 90,000 years have passed, and the new genius of the Martial Arts Temple is actually wearing the clothes she once drew, and bearing the title of the Martial Arts Temple, it gives her infinite suppressive power, trying to break her martial body, and use her
blood to color the path of martial arts.
"Little junior sister, what are you talking about? What kind of clothes?" Tu Weiwei was confused.
Chu Yue pursed her lips and said nothing.
The anger in his eyes could erupt at any time.
In Shennong's space, Xuanyuan Xiu tried on the majestic Cold Light Golden Armor and made an angry voice: "Master, you are the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple. This kid has no eyesight and dares to bully the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple. He,
court death!"
Chu Yue condensed her eyes, and a cluster of flames burned deep in her eyes.
Since the Temple of Martial Arts was created by her, now it's time for her to take it back.
This is something that belongs to her.
"Miss Ye, be wise and be obedient. We are no better than Nangong Xiong, and we will be handled by you." The Saint of the Heavenly Wolf Realm chuckled.
Chu Yue closed her eyes, fighting spirit burning throughout her body, and was about to take out the Cold Light Golden Armor.