Chapter 2116 Wulu's backbone has not been broken, the sun has not set yet
"What..." Yingwa watched the wounds on Ye Yang's shoulders recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her eyes widened in shock as if she had never seen anything in the world, as if she had seen a ghost, "Isn't this too cheating? Isn't this true?
Are you cheating? You still play like this?" Three consecutive questions were enough to prove Yingwa's unwillingness and surprise.
Not only Ye Yang, but everyone on Ye Chuyue's side has recovered their physical strength and healed their wounds.
Hongmeng Suzheng made a sneak attack from behind, and the unicorn arm in his right hand expanded to a huge size, filled with dazzling blood, and stretched forward very quickly.
One punch was about to break Ye Mohan's spine.
At this point in Ye Mohan's fight with him, he was at the end of his game just like him. It was up to him to see who could subdue the opponent first.
It's a pity that Ye Mohan gave up the opportunity to kill him because of a woman.
Hong Meng smiled ferociously and punched out.
The fist was about to hit Ye Mohan's back, smashing his bones into pieces and smashing his flesh into mud.
Shennong's holy snow fell on the man's hair.
The holy firefly light penetrated Ye Mohan's body.
After regaining his strength and vitality, he didn't even look back, he just turned his body slightly, and with a backhand sword, Hong Meng Su's fist penetrated the entire arm bone.
"Ah ah ah ah ." Hongmeng Su screamed like a slaughtering pig.
Ye Mohan didn't want to look back, and his reserved eyes looked at Chu Yue, who was filled with the spirit of the God of War.
"Is Ye Chuyue crazy?" Lord Biluo was surprised: "She wants to do her best to help these idiots, but what if the disparity in strength is restored once?"
Shen Xueji sneered: "Master Ye Gui, I will tell the group of warriors who worship you that you sacrificed yourself for others and died alone under the power of the martial god."
Everyone thought that Chu Yue died alone.
The eyes of the Imperial soldiers were red.
The legs of the family members in both houses were weakening, as if they had lost their souls in panic.
The soldiers from the army who came from all over the world were suffering in every possible way.
Their backbone is gone...
Morale is low.
Defeated without a fight!
"Tsk..."
A chuckle came from mid-air.
"Shen Xueji, you are still stupider than a pig as always."
Although the voice was much clearer and more ethereal, everyone knew in an instant that she was still alive.
Shen Xueji looked over in astonishment.
The spirit of the God of War turned into a turbid blood mist.
The light slowly fades.
In the light shimmer and the surging blood mist, the figure stood sideways in the air, with beautiful wings spread out behind it.
She was lifting the catkins slowly and slowly, just like the figure in the painting, showing the ultimate elegance in her movements.
The raised hand put the evil fire demon spirit mask of the Master of the Martial Arts Temple on his face.
"I use the imperial drum to command the five continents to return to the imperial territory, thousands of miles away... with the same wind!"
"Drum! Come on!"
At the end of his words, his voice suddenly exploded like thunder.
But the evil fire spread wildly for three thousand miles!
She emerged from the light and fog.
Sky dome.
The blood light fell straight down.
A stream of green light flashed out from her eyebrows.
The two rays of light intersected to form a large drum.
The drum surface is different from the previous white, it is pure black.
The side of the surrounding drum was a dazzling red.
Chu Yue slowly raised her hands.
Strong winds ripped through the sky.
Two thunder drum hammers suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
"The Imperial Drum... is the Imperial Drum..."
Shen Xueji's eyes have widened to their maximum extent.
Hong Mengsu, who was screaming in pain, suddenly became quiet and stared blankly at the woman standing in front of the drum in the sea of thunder in the sky.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Thunder suddenly appeared and the imperial drum beat.
The strong wind swept across the five continents with the sound of drums.
Impacting the eardrums and long-quiet hearts of hundreds of millions of warriors.
Those clusters of flames of faith are burning like a prairie fire!