Chapter 1091 Red Lightning's Turn

She looked at the huge glass image rushing towards her again, wrapped in flames, and instantly saw through the other party's intentions.

"Want to defeat me? How strong are you?!"

Youruo opened her red lips and snorted coldly. Her voice was clear but carried an unquestionable authority.

She waved her hands quickly, and when her fingertips passed through the air, a faint blue light remained. As she moved, the sea surface boiled again, and one after another thousand-foot-high waves followed her guidance and slammed towards the glass Dharma image.

"boom!!!"

The first huge wave hit the glazed flame first. The huge impact force caused the flame to shake violently. Most of the orange-red flames were suppressed in an instant, leaving only sporadic flames struggling to support it.

Immediately afterwards, a second huge wave followed, carrying a force even stronger than before, smashing hard on the remaining flames.

This time, the already weak Liuli flame was suppressed so much that it couldn't raise its head. The flame curled up, as if it would be completely extinguished in the next second.

Before Master Chen could react, the third huge wave had already crashed down!

This time, the remaining glass flames could no longer resist and were completely extinguished with a "puff", leaving only wisps of green smoke that dissipated in the sea breeze.

The fourth huge wave did not stop and smashed directly towards the glass image that had lost the protection of fire.

With a loud "bang", the huge wave hit the Dharmakāya fiercely. The Dharmakāya's huge body trembled violently, and its whole body was instantly covered with dense cracks, like a piece of porcelain that would shatter at any time.

Young Master Chen's mind was connected to that of the Glazed Dharma Image, and the heavy blow the Dharma Image endured was directly reflected back to him.

He groaned, his throat felt sweet, and a large amount of blood spurted out, splashing onto the ground in front of him, staining it red.

He staggered back a few steps, his face pale as paper, his heart full of regret!

If he had known that this woman was so powerful and could defeat him, he would never have taken the initiative to provoke her!

But it's too late to regret now.

Young Master Chen knew very well that if he retreated at this moment, he would only die faster. He did not dare to be careless at all. He could only hold on to the surging energy and blood in his body and try to stabilize his body.

However, Youruo's attack did not stop. One huge wave after another came down, and the force of each wave kept doubling.

Under the bombardment of several huge waves, the cracks in the glass image became bigger and bigger, and it had already become fragmented.

When another huge wave even bigger than the previous one came crashing down, there was a deafening "bang" and Master Chen's glass image could no longer hold on. It completely shattered and turned into tiny orange-red light spots all over the sky, which dissipated into the air!

The moment the glazed image exploded, dazzling light carrying violent energy swept across the four directions, and even fine cracks appeared in the void.

Young Master Chen was in the center of the energy storm and was the first to bear the brunt of the backlash. His body swayed like a kite with a broken string, and his chest heaved violently, as if there was a ball of burning flame burning in it.

"Pfft-"

Blood spurted out, turning into scarlet spots in the air, splashing onto his moon-white robe, leaving large dark marks.

His face, which was already pale due to the activation of his Dharma image, was now even more bloodless. Even his lips had faded to a bluish-white color, and the dark circles under his eyes were as clear as ink marks.

His aura weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. The spiritual energy halo that originally surrounded his body dimmed instantly. He even had to hold his chest to barely stand. Every time he took a step back, the void under his feet trembled slightly, as if it could not withstand the chaotic spiritual energy surging in his body.

"I...actually lost?"

Young Master Chen's voice trembled imperceptibly, his eyes staring blankly ahead, the arrogance of a late God King completely shattered.

He repeatedly recalled the previous confrontation - Youruo's water attack was like a thorn in the flesh, and every impact brought a chill that penetrated the spiritual shield.

The overwhelming pressure seemed to crush his bones. If the battle continued any longer, he might not simply be defeated. The growing suffocation in his chest was a clear warning: If he continued fighting, his life would be in danger!

"What is the origin of this woman?"

Fear crawled up his spine, making his fingertips cold and his breathing quicken.

In the distance, Etch and Shen Jianyang froze in place, their pupils suddenly constricted, the calmness on their faces long gone.

Shen Jianyang subconsciously clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and his eyes were full of shock.

Etch opened his mouth wide, and the corners of his mouth originally maintained a calculating arc, but they froze because of the scene before him. This ending was completely beyond his expectations.

In Etch's plan, even if Master Chen and Youruo were not evenly matched, they should fight until both were injured. Then he could take advantage of the opportunity to strike and reap the benefits.

But at this moment, Master Chen collapsed to the ground, without even the strength to raise his hands.

Youruo stood on the top of the waves, and the dark blue water surrounded her like a living thing, flowing along her fingertips. Every time she raised her hand, the sea spread out in the void would rise and fall, and the sound of waves crashing would resound through the world like thunder.

Her hair was wet with moisture, sticking to her smooth forehead. Her eyes were calm yet carried the majesty of someone in control of everything, forming a stark contrast to Master Chen's embarrassment.

"A late stage Primordial God King... was beaten like this?"

Etchment muttered to himself, his voice dry.

He subconsciously touched the machete at his waist. The blood-colored patterns on the scabbard seemed to be hot, but after witnessing Youruo's strength just now, his originally eager mind instantly cooled down.

Even Master Chen was defeated so thoroughly. If I take action myself, the outcome will probably be even worse.

Just as he was hesitating whether to retreat, Master Chen's cry for help suddenly rang out, accompanied by an urgent roar: "Erosion! What are you still standing there for? Hurry up!"

Master Chen stared at the erosion pattern intently, thinking in his mind: If Youruo could defeat him at the middle stage of the Divine King, he must have a special physique.

And among those present, who is most obsessed with special physiques?

The answer is obvious - etching.

He was certain that Etching would not miss this opportunity. As long as he could bring Etching in, there might still be a chance of a turnaround.

Sure enough, when he heard the word "take action", the hesitation in Etch's eyes was instantly replaced by greed.

Blood-colored energy burst out from his body, rolling like boiling magma, enveloping him completely.

His robes rustled in the wind, and his originally ordinary face became ferocious, his pupils turned scarlet, and the aura around him suddenly became fierce, like a bloody Shura crawling out of hell.

He suddenly pulled out the machete from his back. The blade was long and narrow, emitting a cold light. A layer of blood-colored spiritual power instantly attached to the blade. As he moved, a light "humming" sound was emitted.

"Shura cuts with one sword!!!"

Etched's roar shook the air, veins popped out of his arms, and he slashed his machete down fiercely.

A blood-red blade light took shape in an instant, bursting out from the blade, getting bigger and bigger, and finally turning into a red light that pierced through the sky and the earth, crushing towards Youruo with the power to tear everything apart.

Wherever the blade passed, a black gash was cut in the void, the surrounding airflow became scorching hot, and even the waves in the distance were forced to retreat a few steps by this fierce aura.

Youruo had just finished a fierce battle with Master Chen, and the spiritual power in her body had not yet completely recovered. Feeling the murderous intent coming from behind, she frowned slightly and was about to turn around to mobilize the water flow for defense, but a red lightning suddenly streaked through the void, with crackling electric light, and accurately crossed in front of the blood-red blade.

"Do you really think that only my senior sister can fight???"

Xie Purou's voice was filled with joy. Her figure appeared, her red robe fluttering in the wind. The long sword in her hand was emitting a faint lightning light, and the patterns on the sword lit up as her breath flowed.

She tilted her head, a sly smile on her face, her eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement: "I've been waiting for a long time, and it's finally my turn!"

Before she finished speaking, Xie Pu Rou turned her wrist and swung the long sword like a stream of light. The sharp sword light took shape in an instant, and with a crackling sound of electricity, it accurately cut into the center of the blood-red blade light.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound was heard, and the blood-red blade light cracked into fine lines like glass, then shattered with a loud bang, turning into light spots all over the sky and dissipating in the air.

The residual energy fluctuations caused the surrounding waves to shake violently, but Xie Pu Rou stood firmly in place, only the hem of her clothes was blown by the air flow, and the smile on her face became brighter.

Etch's expression suddenly changed, his steps stopped abruptly, his eyes full of disbelief.

He already knew that Xie Pu Rou and Youruo had broken through to the middle stage of the Divine King together, but the power of that sword just now was not inferior to that of the late Divine King at all!

The lightning in the sword's light carried a penetrating force that not only shattered his blade's light, but also sent a residual force along the blade, causing his arm to feel slightly numb.

"You all really are quite powerful, each one more formidable than the other!"

Etch's voice was low, but his eyes were burning with even stronger desire.

He licked his lips greedily, his eyes scanning back and forth between Xie Purou and Youruo as if he were looking at rare treasures.

The stronger the opponent, the purer their physical essence. If he could obtain it, it would definitely allow him to reach a higher level of strength. This kind of temptation was simply irresistible to him.

"Today, I will definitely obtain the essence of your physical constitution!!!"

Erosion growled, and the blood-colored spiritual power in his body surged again, this time even more violent than before.

He gripped the machete tightly in both hands, poured his spiritual power into it, and instantly the blade burst out with millions of blood-red rays of light.

Each blade beam carried a chilling murderous intent, like a blooming blood-red Epiphyllum, covering Xie Pu Rou layer by layer.

The sword beams intertwined into a huge net, completely blocking Xie Pu Rou's retreat. The air around her seemed to be frozen by the murderous intent, and even the waves stopped rising and falling.

Xie Pu Rou felt the threat from the blade, but her smile became even more excited.

She flipped her wrist, spun the sword in her hand, and pointed the tip at the ground. Her eyes flashed with fighting spirit. "This is what makes it fun! If the opponent is too weak, how boring would it be to fight?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Pu Rou moved, and the long sword in her hand danced out sword shadows all over the sky. Each sword shadow carried a faint lightning and collided with the incoming blood-red blade light.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"

The crisp sound of collision continued to echo between heaven and earth, like the collision of jade, or the clanging of gold and iron.

The sword shadows and the blade light intertwined, bursting out with dazzling light. The red lightning and the blood-colored blade light kept flashing in the void, illuminating the surrounding void with flickering light.

Although Xie Pu Rou did not major in swordsmanship, she had been practicing with Su Jian for many years, and her swordsmanship had already reached perfection - her swordsmanship was agile and elegant, as fast as lightning. Every time she swung her sword, she accurately avoided the sharp edge of the blade, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Xie Pu Rou's eyes - she caught a flaw in the Etching Knife Technique: at the intersection of tens of millions of sword beams, the trajectory of one sword beam was slightly sluggish, which was obviously a gap in the circulation of spiritual power.

"It's now!!!"

Xie Purou let out a low shout, and her figure suddenly turned into a red lightning, breaking through the layers of sword light and rushing towards the flaw like an arrow.

The long sword in her hand condensed into brilliant lightning, and the tip of the sword flashed with dazzling light. As she moved, a sharp sword light flew out of the sword and pierced straight into Etched's face.

"laugh--"

The sound of the sword cutting through the air was sharp and piercing, carrying the momentum to tear everything apart.

Shi Wen's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Xie Pu Rou's observation ability was so sharp that she could find the flaw in such dense sword beams.

He had no time to adjust the knife's position, so he could only subconsciously hold the machete across his body, trying to block the fatal blow.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of collision was deafening, and the sword light hit the blade of the machete hard, bursting out dazzling sparks.

The seemingly slender sword light contained amazing power, causing the machete to tremble violently.

Shi Wen only felt a huge force coming along his arm, which made his blood surge and he stepped back repeatedly. With every step he took, a tiny crack appeared in the void under his feet, and the spiritual power in his body became disordered.

"So strong!"

Etchment gritted his teeth, his expression extremely solemn.

He took a deep breath, and the blood-colored spiritual power in his body surged wildly, pouring into the machete like a rushing river.

The blade once again lit up with a dazzling red light, and as he swung it, it transformed into a huge blood-red blade light, dyeing half of the sky scarlet.

The murderous intent contained in the blade light became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to swallow up the world.

Xie Pu Rou was not afraid at all. She turned her wrist and the long sword danced again, sending out sword shadows all over the sky, starting a new round of confrontation with the blood-red blade light.

The sounds of swords clashing rose and fell, and light continued to explode in the void. From time to time, residual spiritual power fluctuations spread out, raising the surrounding waves high. The breath of danger filled every inch of the corner like thick fog.

The longer the fight went on, the more uncomfortable Etch felt!

Because he found that no matter how arrogant and domineering his swordsmanship was, he could never break the opponent's swordsmanship and cause harm to the opponent.

On the contrary, it was because I had been fighting for too long, and the murderous aura I had at the beginning seemed to have been half wiped out.

However, the anger in my heart became even stronger!

In the distance, Master Chen is in a very bad situation.

He pulled Etch into the same camp, hoping that Etch could help him resolve this disaster, giving him a chance to breathe, or even a chance to turn the situation around.

But who knew that just as Etch Wen started to take action, he was stopped by another girl, leaving him to fight alone and get beaten unilaterally?