Onlookers exclaimed: "Her martial body is at the eighth level of the Martial Arts Realm. How can she have a thunderous right arm with the strength of the Martial Emperor? How is this done?"
The history of martial arts goes back tens of thousands of years from ancient times to the present, but it has never been heard of that one can only break through and improve one part of the body.
Who would dare to think this unless they saw it with their own eyes?
Only now did they finally understand where Chu Yue's Martial Emperor aura came from.
It is from this thunder right arm!
During the battle, she actually used the Martial Emperor's breath to temper her right arm.
Wang Cheng had several scars on his body and looked stunned.
Chu Yue carried the entire field with her right arm.
The domain turned into three thousand wind blades, blowing across Chu Yue's right arm.
"Little tricks!"
Wang Cheng coldly sneered, and the domain came out in full force, slashing hundreds of swords in the air one after another!
A hundred blades come with the field.
"Your right arm is useless."
Wang Cheng raised his lips and smiled.
"Yeah?"
Chu Yue sneered coldly: "That's not necessarily the case."
After saying that, he lowered his right arm and put away the power of the Martial Emperor in his arm.
Like the fish on the chopping board, she is also a dying person who has given up her struggle, waiting for the storm to come and getting ready to be submerged.
This move is puzzling.
Just when the blade of the domain field was approaching her door, she raised her eyes, her light purple eyes were shining with light, and the blood lotus on her neck was in full bloom.
The two extreme auras, the enchanting demonic aura and the iron blood of a general, merged around her.
But I saw her arms spread out, and her body was filled with golden lightning, as if the Martial Emperor had descended!
Emperor Wu...
How can it be?
Isn't it true that only the right arm has the Martial Emperor's aura?
The next moment, Wang Cheng looked at the three figures behind Chu Yue.
The Tai Chi thunder of Ye Ying, Tu Weiwei, and Xiao Li turned into golden lightning.
They closed their eyes tightly and sat cross-legged high in the sky.
The clothes soaked in blood rippled slightly in the hunting wind.
The three of them shot out golden lightning with their palms.
In this game against the Martial Emperor, each of them tempered a little bit of the Martial Emperor's aura.
When the Martial Emperor auras of several people are integrated into one person, that is the true Martial Emperor!
But now, Chu Yue has become the Emperor Wu.
She used her bare hands and a pair of huge red wings spread out from her back.
"Emperor Wang Wu, it's my turn."
As soon as he finished speaking, his legs were as fast as lightning and he ran out.
A whip kick swept out.
The legs are filled with golden lightning.
It directly hit the royal city's domain and the Hundred Paths Blade.
"Bang!"
The field is shattered.
"boom!"
The blade is shattered.
Chu Yue took the instant step and ran forward, as if six figures were following her, and no one knew which one it really was.
The original energy and the power of the purple pupil are contained in the right fist.
Even she herself didn't notice that some purple scales had grown on the surface of the skin of her right arm under the sleeve shirt.
Suddenly, a punch hit Wang Cheng's face.
Wang Cheng slashed with two swords.
Chu Yue was seen bending down at a tricky angle, and the two knives almost touched her face and swept away.
Immediately, he punched Wang Cheng in the abdomen.
"Pfft!"
Wang Cheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and then slashed at Chu Yue with his blade.
"Your sword is not as good as my fist."
Chu Yue sneered, quickly dodged the sword light, and hit Wang Cheng's face with her right fist.
Wang Cheng's face was covered with blood, he shouted loudly and raised his swords high.
But they saw two mad knives turning into ice dragons and fire phoenixes, and they were annihilated one after another into the center of the royal city.
His arms were covered with ice and ignited with flames.
"Master Ye Gui, let's see who has the harder fist. In front of the real Martial Emperor, anything fancy or gorgeous is just fake. What's fake is just fake."
Wang Cheng shouted like thunder, and punched Chu Yue's abdomen. Chu Yue refused to dodge, and hit Wang Cheng's face with his right fist again.
Both men received punches each.
The woman's desperate ferocity left people speechless in shock.
Wang Cheng had bleeding from his mouth and nose and asked, "Why don't you hide?"
Chu Yue's abdomen was raised, her ribs were broken, she smiled cruelly, and asked: "Why hide?"
Wang Cheng laughed: "Okay, very good, what a master of a hundred ghosts, come and fight!"
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
The two were fighting in the sky, punching each other as fast as lightning, and their figures rushing like light.
The onlookers could only see afterimages with their naked eyes.
All you can hear is the sound of punches hitting the bones.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
Both of them are fighting for their lives and both are ruthless characters.
The sound of fists exploded like fireworks.
Just listening to it made my scalp numb, not to mention that the two of them were still fighting tirelessly.
This battle lasted for a day and a night.
They never saw the two people clearly.
All I know is that with every punch sound, golden lightning will bloom.
"boom!"
Above the sky, there was a heavy wind and snow.
The two fists hit each other.
The bones of each arm were cracked.
Afterwards, both of them fell from high altitude and stopped on both sides of the ruins.
Wang Cheng's clothes were also soaked in blood, his body had many broken bones, and his face was covered in blood.
Chu Yue drooped her head, the purple scales on her right arm disappeared, and the golden lightning gradually faded.
Ye Ying and the other two stood up, walked behind Chu Yue, and glanced at the royal city with cold eyes.
Wang Cheng swallowed back the blood that surged in his throat, stared at the women opposite him for a while, and laughed out loud.
He laughed for a long time and then said: "To be able to become the Lord of Hundreds of Ghosts is really no ordinary person, and the people who follow the Ghost Lord are also heroes from all walks of life. In this battle, Wang Mou had a great time.
From now on, I will not dare to look down upon any warrior from the lower continent. Wang believes that not only me, but also Splendid Universe and thousands of sects will never look down upon you in the Five Continents of the Imperial Domain."
Chu Yue slowly raised her hands, clasped her fists and said, "The Emperor Wang Wu's extraordinary strength is not just a show of force. I admire him. I also thank Emperor Wang Wu for gifting me and my companions with the Tempered Qi of the Emperor. I am deeply grateful."
His words almost made Wang Cheng so angry.
He thought this guy was a generous person, but he didn't expect that he was as petty as sesame seeds.
"After this battle, Wang's martial arts has improved, and I am very grateful." Wang Cheng was not willing to be outdone and wanted to get angry and go back.
But I saw Chu Yue waving her hands and smiling slightly: "Of course, Your Excellency Wang Cheng has a very good learning ability, and I am very pleased."
Wang Cheng: "..." Why doesn't this guy play his cards according to the routine?
The pain in Wang Cheng's body was unbearable, so he limped away and turned around, preparing to find a place to heal his injuries.
From behind, Chu Yue's voice came: "Your Excellency Wangcheng——"
Wang Cheng turned around and asked, "Ye Ghost Lord, do you want to fight again?"
"No."
Chu Yue smiled and said: "Hanfeng Tower is gone, Your Excellency Wang Cheng, please pay some compensation."
Empire:"……"
He suddenly felt that he was at a great loss, and then threw a space ring to Chu Yue before dragging his tired body out of the ruins.
Chu Yue took over the space ring, and her body was severely injured and her blood flowed backwards, but she was able to hold it back.
Among the crowd, the warriors were puzzled:
"This battle... who will win and who will lose? Why can't I understand?"
"There is no difference between victory and defeat, only equal and indistinguishable. If we continue fighting, the result will be the same."
The old senior from before smiled and said: "If you can draw a tie with the Martial Emperor of the Demon Slayer Sect as a Martial Sect of the Imperial Domain, this little girl will have a great future."