Dominating Martial King

However, Chu Yunyun’s gun speed noticeably increased. In a single breath, the two exchanged more than a thousand blows, with the gun energy piercing this palace made of Dark Ice into a thousand holes, while the passing sword aura froze everything into ice. The hall was filled with snowflakes and ice shards.

Ween Zhiyi defended while laughing, "Are you referring to Chu Xisheng as your thing? But there’s no seal on his head, how can you claim he belongs to you—"

Just then, Ween Zhiyi’s voice faltered because a beam of black light suddenly punctured out from a completely unexpected direction.

This gun strike defied the Heavenly Rules, contradicted the law of nature, surprising Ween Zhiyi yet again. Although she managed to dodge and block in time, the sleeve corner was still split open by the long gun, making a ripping sound.

Ween Zhiyi swallowed, feeling for the first time that she might have talked too much and played too far.

Provoking Chu Yunyun’s emotions was quite entertaining, yet she was increasingly unable to restrain her own power inside, sealing was imminent.

The problem was she hadn’t worn her skirt yet!

When she seals herself, wouldn’t others only see Ween Zhiyi in her underpants, without a skirt?

Thinking of this embarrassing scenario, she’d rather be promoted and die by Yin God Yue Xi’s hand.

If she had known, she would’ve spent some time learning some magic back then.

Yet now, she couldn’t just say wait a moment, let me put on a skirt.

Especially in front of Chu Yunyun, she didn’t want to concede.

Ween Zhiyi didn’t stop talking, making clicking sounds, "Wouldn’t the Great General think he’s here to catch an affair, so he’s furious? But now, what’s your status? What right do you have to claim to be Chu Xisheng’s wife? Just because of that ghost marriage planned by Emperor Jianyuan?"

Chu Yunyun gritted her teeth, her flushed cheeks slightly puffed.

She wanted to say that her marriage with Xisheng was arranged solely by her father-in-law, Chu Fengge.

But such shameful words, she couldn’t say them, especially in front of Chu Xisheng.

Claiming Chu Xisheng as hers was already her limit.

She didn’t want to admit she liked Chu Xisheng so much she didn’t want to share with anyone.

Chu Yunyun said expressionlessly, "So this 800-year-old woman wants to be his wife, eating tender grass as an old cow?"

Clank!

Another sharp metallic sound, the gun and sword sparked.

Chu Yunyun’s strike was aimed at Ween Zhiyi’s mouth.

Her gun formation was sharp, skillful, resembling flying dragons and snakes, like fleeting shadows, unrestrained yet elusive, completely against the laws of nature. Those gun moves shouldn’t exist in the mortal world.

Though Ween Zhiyi managed to block it, Chu Yunyun once again thwarted her attempt to wear the skirt, smashing a piece of her shoulder’s clothing corner.

Ween Zhiyi didn’t use much Qi Power to resist.

Most of her strength was used to suppress the Primordial Qi inside, delaying promotion.

But by now, Ween Zhiyi was getting genuinely angry.

Chu Yunyun’s remark of "800-year-old woman" made her delicate skin turn gloomy as if water would drip out.

The intensity of their duel rapidly increased as if heaven’s thunder clashed with earth fire, Mars collided with Earth, causing the ice underfoot to incessantly collapse and crack, with numerous fissures spreading in all directions.

Luckily, Ween Zhiyi practiced Ice Technique, otherwise, this Extreme East Ice City and the ice cover surrounding it for 5000 miles would inevitably shatter.

Also, fortunately, Chu Yunyun didn’t use explosive force, or her gun energy would sweep across 1000 miles nearby, turning everything into powder, leaving no grass alive.

Chu Xisheng broke out in a sweat, his figure darting around, avoiding the aftermath of these women’s duel.

His ’Time Instant Step’ and ’Immortal Wind and Thunder Body’ were completely ineffective here, with even the Temporal Void sealed by Ween Zhiyi’s ice, and the Void torn apart by Chu Yunyun.

Chu Xisheng could only use his Vengeance Blade to reflect, and when that failed, he relied on his Golden Body Dominator to withstand.

Having resisted several times, blood inevitably leaked from his mouth and nose.

The strength of the Golden Body Dominator was indeed insufficient.

This was no longer a domestic violence issue; even the aftermath of domestic violence couldn’t withstand.

Chu Xisheng spat twice.

He didn’t cultivate Domineering Body for domestic violence.

But he really couldn’t let the two continue fighting; he gathered True Yuan in his throat, roaring like a lion, "Stop! Stop! Stop! Give it a rest, hear me?"

If they continued, he’d be beaten to death.

At this moment, the two women’s reactions differed greatly.

Chu Yunyun glanced over with sapphire eyes, her gaze sharp as a knife, carrying fierce killing intent, "Shut up!"

Ween Zhiyi instead turned to Chu Xisheng with a bright smile, her voice extremely tender, "Stop then! I listen to Mr. Chu."

She suddenly retreated gracefully, dodging Chu Yunyun’s gun formation, even hiding behind Chu Xisheng again.

Faced with this, Chu Yunyun was slightly stunned, feeling she had inexplicably lost to her opponent.

Meanwhile, while Chu Yunyun was dazed, Ween Zhiyi quietly and discreetly put on her skirt.

Once the skirt was pulled up to her waist, Ween Zhiyi’s mind settled.

Chu Yunyun’s gaze became even more dangerous. She pointed her gun at Chu Xisheng, her voice unwavering, "Move aside!"

Chu Xisheng understood her implication.

If you don’t move, I’ll beat you too!

More cold sweat appeared on Chu Xisheng’s forehead, quickly freezing into ice shards.