Under One Person: The comprehension is beyond heaven, shocking everything

Chapter 394 Wang Ye breaks Ma Xianhong's immortal chapter

"break!"

Wang Ye's voice seemed to be forced out from his throat. Every word was powerful, and it felt like all the energy in his body was about to be squeezed dry.

Normally, he would not dare to use the trick of Luanjinqi easily.

It’s too tiring and too energy-consuming.

If you are not careful, you will get yourself involved.

Now, I can’t care about so much.

The giant Ruhua was frozen in place, its movements as slow as a snail, but its ferocity was still there.

The sweat on Wang Ye's forehead dripped down like beads, and his face turned frighteningly pale.

It can't hold out for much longer, it must be resolved quickly!

"Give it to me...break it!"

Wang Ye gritted his teeth, clasped his hands together, and pulled them hard to both sides.

It's like tearing something apart.

"Kaka...kaka..."

A sound of teeth-grinding came from the giant Ruhua.

The sound was like metal twisting or bone breaking.

The giant flower that was immobilized by the golden drum began to crack.

The cracks grew bigger and bigger, and more and more, spreading like a spider web.

"Roar……"

The giant flower let out a low roar, and his voice was filled with pain and unwillingness.

It struggled desperately to break free from its restraints.

But the power of the Golden Watchman is too overbearing.

Time seems to have stopped for it.

"Master Wang Ye... can you really do it?"

The sound of the clarinet was a little shaky, and looking at the scene in front of me, it felt like a dream.

"Old Wang... is amazing."

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but say something.

He knew that Wang Ye was powerful, but he never expected him to be so powerful.

"Hehe, now Ma Xianhong is going to cry."

Wang Zhenqiu grinned, unable to hide the excitement on his face.

"Sister Baoer, what do you think?"

Zhang Chulan turned around and asked Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao still had that expressionless look, but her eyes seemed to move.

"Very strong."

She said softly.

"But... it's not over yet."

"Ok?"

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

Not finished yet?

What do you mean?

He looked at Wang Ye.

Wang Ye’s face turned even paler, as if all the blood had been drained from him.

He stared at the giant Ruhua without relaxing his gaze at all.

"Kaka...kaka..."

The cracks on the giant Ruhua body were still expanding, splitting apart like dry earth.

The sound became louder and more frequent, and it felt like the big thing was going to break into pieces in the next second.

"Roar……"

The growl became more painful and more unwilling.

The giant flower twisted wildly, its huge body creating gusts of wind, trying to break free from its restraints.

But, it's no use.

The power of the Golden Watchman was pressing down on it, and time seemed to stop at that moment.

"Master Wang Ye..."

Clarinet looked at Wang Ye with complicated eyes, showing shock, admiration, and a little worry.

He really didn't expect that someone could use the strange magic to this extent.

"Old Wang..."

Zhang Chulan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

He could only stare at Wang Ye and mutter to himself.

"Hey, Ma Xianhong, did you see that?"

Wang Zhenqiu smiled and broke the tense atmosphere, "Your Ruhua is doomed!"

On the high platform, Ma Xianhong's face was terribly gloomy.

He stared at Wang Ye intently, his eyes filled with anger, shock, and a hint of... fear?

"Wang Ye...you..."

He gritted his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You can actually... do this..."

"But... do you think... you can defeat me like this?"

Ma Xianhong's voice suddenly became shrill and a little crazy.

"My Divine Machine Hundred Refinements... is infinite!"

"My 'Ruhua'... is invincible!"

"You...can't stop me!"

He waved his hands violently, as if something else was about to come out.

"Isn't it over yet?"

Zhang Chulan was shocked and felt a bad feeling.

He looked at Wang Ye.

Wang Ye's face was so pale that it could no longer be described.

It was a transparent white that felt like it was about to fall down at any moment.

His body was shaking slightly, as if he had reached his limit.

"The king..."

Zhang Chulan's voice was a little shaky.

He knew that Wang had done his best.

The Golden Watchman's Beating was too overbearing and too strenuous.

It’s a miracle that Wang Ye can hold on until now.

"I……"

Wang Ye's voice was very soft and weak.

"I can still... hold on... for a while..."

He slowly raised his head and looked at the giant Ruhua.

There was no sign of retreat in his eyes.

"Break the turtle fly body... for me!"

He growled again, his voice filled with determination.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came from the giant Ruhua.

The sound was like glass breaking, or like something completely collapsing.

The cracks on the giant Ruhua's body suddenly expanded, becoming densely packed and covering the entire body.

"Roar……"

The last roar was filled with reluctance and pain.

"boom!"

The giant body, as big as a flower, was completely shattered into countless pieces, scattered on the ground.

The fragments were still moving slightly, as if trying to be put back together.

However, the power of the Golden Watchman is still there.

They can only move a few times and finally become a pile of scrap metal.

"call……"

Wang Ye let out a long breath, his body could no longer hold on, and he slowly fell down.

"King Ye!"

Zhang Chulan exclaimed, rushed over and supported Wang Ye.

"Old Wang, how are you?"

He asked anxiously.

"fine……"

Wang Ye's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"It's just... exhaustion... that's all..."

He forced a smile, but his face was still as pale as paper.

"First...leave...here..."

"Good! Good!"

Zhang Chulan nodded repeatedly, supported Wang Ye, and slowly backed away.

"Sister Baoer, Clarinet, Ball, let's go!"

He shouted, and several people quickly left the battlefield.

On the high platform, Ma Xianhong watched all this, his eyes full of disbelief.

"No...impossible..."

He talked to himself, his voice trembling.

"My 'Ruhua'...how could it be...how could it be..."

His divine power, his "Ruhua", was unexpectedly destroyed by Wang Ye.

For him, it was like the sky was falling.

"Ma Xianhong, you lose."

Su Chen's voice came out coldly.

He stood in the distance, looking at Ma Xianhong, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"No matter how powerful your divine machine is, it cannot compare to the human heart."

"You... took the wrong road."

"Wrong road?" Ma Xianhong suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Chen, his eyes full of madness.

"I'm not wrong!" he roared, his voice hoarse and sharp.

"I...will come back!"

"The Divine Machine Hundred Refinements... is invincible!"

After saying that, he turned around and stumbled down the platform.

The night grew darker.

The melee in Biyou Village seemed to have slowly stopped.

All that was left was a devastated battlefield and ruins all over the ground.

"Huh..." Zhang Chulan gently put Wang Ye on the ground and let him lean against the tree.

"Lao Wang, take a break first. I'll take a look at the situation."

"Hmm..." Wang Ye nodded slightly and closed his eyes.