Chapter 1093 Thunder Breaks War Roar

Xie Purou's voice exploded with a fierce energy, and the ending tone was full of stubbornness that could not be argued with: "Senior Sister, don't come over! I will fight this battle by myself!"

As she turned her wrist, three scarlet sword flowers flew out of her long sword, forcing the etched machete to retreat step by step, with an unextinguished fighting spirit burning in her eyes!

The battle on her senior sister's side had already ended, but she had just reached the threshold of a fierce battle. If her senior sister intervened at this moment, wouldn't this newly ignited enthusiasm be completely dashed?

Youruo in the distance was floating in the void. Her delicate little feet were not wearing shoes. Her white fingertips were casually picking up a fallen leaf, and there was a faint smile at the corner of her lips.

The question "Do you need help?" she had just asked casually. There was no intention of intervening in her clear eyes. She just watched the two people fighting in the field quietly, as if she was watching an interesting play.

On the other side, Shen Jianyang froze in place, the cold sweat on his fingertips had already soaked through his clothes, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip due to extreme shock.

The scene of Youruo killing Master Chen just now was still replaying in his mind!

The sharp sound of the coldly glowing fingertip blade cutting through the air, the tragic sight of Master Chen's body disintegrating into a bloody mist, and the calm and effortless look of the middle-stage Divine King girl as she retracted her attack, each scene hit him like a heavy hammer.

"Fuck...Mr. Chen is actually dead???"

His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was trembling with disbelief.

He knew too well the strength of himself and Master Chen. Both of them were in the late stage of God King, and their moves and background were almost the same. In their daily fights, they were always evenly matched and neither could suppress the other.

But if Youruo could kill Master Chen so cleanly and efficiently, doesn't that mean that killing him would be as easy as taking something out of a bag?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Shen Jianyang felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and even the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat and became tight.

In his past understanding, the gap between the middle and late stages of the God King was like a chasm. Even if someone could challenge him across levels, they would have to rely on top-notch magic weapons or secret techniques to barely compete.

But that seemingly fragile girl not only fought back, but also crushed Master Chen to death on the spot - this kind of strength may not even be matched by an ordinary God King at the peak of the late stage!

"If she can kill Master Chen, she can definitely kill me..."

Shen Jianyang's teeth were chattering. This was the first time in his life that he felt such a deep fear of someone who was at a lower level than him.

He subconsciously took half a step back, feeling relieved that he had survived the ordeal: Fortunately, he didn't attack the two girls in a moment of confusion, otherwise, he would be the one who turned into a bloody mist!

"Even if I didn't die at their hands, I would have had no chance of survival if I had offended the Wuxiang Divine Nation... Fortunately, I was more cautious at the time and guessed their origins."

Shen Jianyang raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his fingertips still trembling uncontrollably. If he had not been blinded by greed just now, he would have been dead by now.

Although Etch, who was fighting with Xie Pu Rou in the field, had no time to watch the whole process of Master Chen's fall, he clearly felt a piercing palpitation penetrating into his limbs through his pores at the moment when the deadly air blade exploded.

That is a threat warning from deep within the soul!

He clenched his machete almost instinctively, and the calluses on his palms were hurt by the handle.

If that move had been used on him, he would have had no chance of survival. Even his body would have disintegrated into a bloody mist like Master Chen's.

The death of Master Chen shocked him greatly, but now he didn't even have time to be afraid - Xie Pu Rou's long sword was piercing his throat with a scarlet electric light!

The sword wind was filled with crackling electric currents, forcing him to retreat in embarrassment.

It was during this moment of distraction that a red electric light as thick as a forearm suddenly came from the side. The electric light made a sharp explosion when it passed through the air, which scared Shi Wen so much that his hair stood on end. In a hurry, he could only cross his machete to block it.

"clang!"

The crisp sound of metal clashing made Etched's palm numb, and the electric light even left a charred mark on the broadsword.

Xie Purou's cold laugh followed, tinged with mockery: "How dare you lose focus while fighting me? You're courting death!"

Her wrist flew, and the long sword turned into a scarlet lightning, sometimes slashing, sometimes stabbing straight, each move was wrapped in a sharp electric current, forcing Etch to retreat repeatedly, and the stone slabs under his feet were shattered by him.

The pressure on his chest was getting heavier and heavier. Shi Wen felt a tightness in his chest, and a pent-up anger was surging in his chest.

He has hunted countless masters in his life and seized the physical essence of countless people. In the past, he played with his prey like a cat playing with a mouse. When would it be his turn to be forced into such a miserable state by a little girl?

"Get out of my way!!!"

Eshiwen roared suddenly, dodged the sword that Xie Purou was stabbing at his heart, and took three quick steps back.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body rushed to his throat frantically. His already flushed face instantly turned the color of liver, and even the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing.

The next second, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a red sound wave as thick as blood suddenly burst out from his mouth. Wherever the sound wave passed, the surrounding air was rippling with visible ripples, and even the gravel on the ground was shaken slightly.

As soon as the blood-thick sound wave left the body, it swept across with a deafening roar! The air was torn apart by the sound wave, making a sharp sound similar to the tearing of cloth. The gravel on the ground seemed to be lifted up by an invisible giant hand, swirling and smashing towards Xie Pu Rou.

Wherever the sound waves passed, even the branches and leaves of the ancient trees in the distance were shaking violently. Several old leaves were directly shattered and turned into powder that floated in the air.

The smile on Xie Purou's face disappeared instantly, and only a fierce fighting spirit remained in her eyes.

She could clearly feel the impact of the soul power contained in the sound waves, and even her soul was slightly trembling. If she were an ordinary mid-stage Divine King cultivator, she would have probably lost her mind due to this "soul-shaking war cry"!

But instead of retreating, she turned her wrist and a ball of dazzling scarlet lightning condensed in her palm. The lightning danced wildly in her palm, and the crackling sound of the electric current became louder and louder, gradually covering up the roar of the sound waves.

"Well done!"

Xie Purou let out a low shout and thrust his arm forward suddenly. The ball of lightning in his palm suddenly expanded and turned into a red bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket, which blasted out like a thunder dragon falling from the sky.

Wherever the thunder passed, the air was burned and distorted, and the ground was even burned with a charred mark. The crackling sound collided with the sound waves of the corrosion, and an even more terrifying movement erupted in an instant.

"boom--!!!"

The moment the two forces collided in mid-air, visible air waves spread out in all directions with the collision point as the center.

The surrounding ancient trees were uprooted by the air waves, and the thick trunks broke into several pieces in the air, falling heavily to the ground with a dull loud noise.

The sound waves and thunder continued to clash and tear each other apart. The red sound waves were struck back step by step by the thunder, and the thunder gradually dimmed under the impact of the sound waves!

Xie Pu Rou stood behind Lei Ting, her robe rustling in the air waves, her hair sticking to her cheeks, but her palms were still firmly supporting the force of Lei Ting, her eyes fixed on the Erosion on the opposite side.

Etch's face turned even redder, and the spiritual power in his body rushed to his throat frantically, trying to make the sound waves stronger - he didn't expect that the "Soul-shaking War Roar" that he was proud of was actually blocked by the opponent with a thunder, and there was even a tendency to be suppressed.