Lu Sanyuan felt a chill run down his spine; he was still quite wary of Yun Jianyue's new moon wheel.
He let out a loud roar, his aura suddenly erupting, and he became like a giant, punching the side of the crescent moon.
Lu Sanyuan has been a renowned figure in the martial arts world for many years, but he has never relied on any divine weapons or special tools; he trusts his own fists the most.
In his view, any weapon is an external object, far less convenient to use than one's own body.
Although he was the number one rebel leader in the world, he and Zhao Hao were supposed to be mortal enemies.
However, in this respect, he admired Zhao Hao somewhat, because Zhao Hao also did not use weapons and subdued all the heroes of the world with his bare hands.
In a flash, he punched the side of the crescent moon, the force and angle just right, enough to send it flying and make Yun Jianyue lose control of it.
At the same time, he imagined taking advantage of Yun Jianyue's momentary weakness after losing her weapon, cutting into her path, causing her to lose the initiative and never be able to turn the tide.
In that instant, he had a total of sixteen ways to win, and in the end he chose the one with the highest probability of success.
However, his expression immediately changed, because he had shattered the crescent moon into pieces with a single punch.
How could that be!
He knew how powerful the crescent moon was and never imagined it could destroy the enemy; everything he did was aimed at shooting down the target.
But now, his all-out attack felt like hitting thin air. In that instant, his arm almost dislocated, and his blood and qi surged within him, almost causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, he could no longer care about the attack plan that he had just thought was in the bag, and hurriedly focused his energy on defense.
He knew he had most likely fallen into a trap, but he couldn't understand how the other party had managed to do it—how could such a large crescent moon just disappear like that!
Little did he know that this crescent moon was a creation of Zu'an using divine runes and military techniques, which could be canceled and generated at will.
Almost simultaneously, the crescent moon reappeared behind Lu Sanyuan's head, with countless rays of moonlight pouring down, impossible to dodge.
His face was ashen, but he remained calm despite his shock. His Ruthless Body was the strongest defense among the three sects and six paths of the Holy Sect, and he had received the New Moon Wheel from Yun Jianyue before.
These attacks might injure him, but they wouldn't affect his combat effectiveness.
Moreover, his technique has the effect that the more serious the injury, the greater the power of his moves, so this may not necessarily be a bad thing.
He felt a chill on his body and wondered why the power of the crescent moon was much weaker than before.
However, he didn't have time to think about it in detail. He knew that the Crescent Moon Wheel was always unpredictable. Only when it attacked his body could he use his powerful body to clamp the blade and have a chance to take it away. In that case, Yun Jianyue's combat power would be reduced by at least half.
He raised his hand to grab the moonlight, but suddenly paused.
Where are my hands?
My right hand is gone, and my left hand... is gone too?
Only two bare arms were visible in front of me.
At the same time, it felt as if someone had gently stepped on his heel, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Only then did the pain enter his mind, and he instinctively screamed. Even though he was usually ruthless and heartless, he was writhing in pain at this moment.
His arm was broken, and his Achilles tendon was severed.
Although his skills are more powerful the more serious the injury, now that his hands and feet are broken, how can he exert any power? He can't just kill his opponent with his mouth.
At this moment, Lu Sanyuan was in excruciating pain, and his mind was filled with a million questions.
Why, why is my Ruthless Body, with its powerful defense, so vulnerable to the opponent's attacks?
Not only him, but everyone present stared wide-eyed. One second they saw Lu Sanyuan exuding domineering aura, and the next second his hands and feet were cut off.
They originally thought there would be a fierce battle, and given their cultivation levels, it would be impossible to determine a winner in a short time, if not three days and three nights.
Many people were even excited. It was a rare opportunity for experts of this level to fight, and being able to watch them at such close range would be of great benefit to their future cultivation.
But after watching it, everyone was dumbfounded. That's it?
It ended before I even saw anything!
The high-ranking members of the sect looked at Yun Jianyue with fear and confusion. They knew Lu Sanyuan's cultivation level well. The aura he had just displayed was far beyond their reach. Yet, he was defeated by her in a single exchange.
As for Lu Sanyuan's confidants, they were all devastated, as if they had lost their parents. It was all over, completely over.
Those followers who had previously sided with Lu Sanyuan looked bitter. Was it too late for them to return to Master Yun's side?
"You are definitely not Yun Jianyue, ahhh!" In the arena, only Lu Sanyuan probably knew the truth. If Yun Jianyue had such terrifying cultivation, he would probably have died long ago when he faced her before, and he would not have been able to force her into a desperate situation.
However, others felt that he was a sore loser. Even at this point, he still wanted to use such a lame excuse to deny the other party. Did he expect everyone to unite for the Holy Church and help him fight this person?
Even if we assume the other party isn't actually Master Yun, if they could so easily crush you, who among us would be so foolish as to offer ourselves up as a sacrifice?
Moreover, this person looks exactly like Master Yun, and even the crescent moon is exactly the same. How could this be faked?
Zuan looked at him calmly, clearly aware of the implications, and didn't even bother to argue further.
Seeing the indifferent looks in the eyes of the cult members around him, Lu Sanyuan was filled with despair and gritted his teeth, saying, "What are you waiting for if you don't make a move?"
At this moment, Chi Fuzi, who was originally in Yun Jianyue's camp, suddenly moved, reaching out to grab Qiu Honglei's shoulder: "The Holy Maiden is in my hands, you..."
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