Chapter 275: Defeating the Goddess, Enma Flying Blade! Qian Renxue goes mad from being bullied_1

A forty-meter bright silver longsword slashed through the air.

Its momentum was overwhelming, sweeping across the entire field.

The sharp sword qi affected the entire valley.

For the first time in her life, Qian Renxue felt the urge to retreat in battle.

But it was already too late to turn and dodge, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and withstand it.

She unleashed her strongest skill, which could only be executed in her Martial Soul True Body state, with the help of the Angel Domain.

"Boom!"

The scorching Bright Holy Flame, mingled with the divine golden light.

Burst out from Qian Renxue's body like floodgates releasing a torrent.

Ultimately, a Six-Winged Angel Phantom was forged in the air above her delicate body.

The Angel Phantom held up the Holy Sword, its Angel Domain encompassing the entire Chenyin Valley flickering on and off.

Countless golden radiant dots, carrying the elements of light, rushed in like a flood and merged into the phantom.

The Angel Phantom gradually became substantial, with the Holy Sword in its hand exuding a terrifying power.

The space around the sword's edge seemed to twist and distort.

In Qian Renxue's purple pupils, the approaching silver longsword was reflected.

Her face was solemn and majestic, radiating the sacred glow of a goddess.

"Angel—"

"Descend!"

The colossal Six-Winged Angel with the Holy Sword clashed with the forty-meter-long silver longsword.

"Clang!!!"

The explosion echoed throughout the valley, producing deafening reverberations.

Gusts of wind swept up one after another, spreading in all directions and crushing countless boulders to dust.

Luo Yu's black hair danced wildly, his eyes deep and profound, his face colored with utmost confidence.

Qian Renxue's golden hair fluttered, her gaze intensely focused, and she gritted her silver teeth.

"I won't lose, I absolutely won't lose!"

The golden Holy Sword and Luo Yu's silver Zhu Tian Sword were locked in stalemate in the air.

After tens of seconds of deadlock, the golden Holy Sword shook violently.

Crowds of cracks appeared on the sword, and it finally exploded with a bang.

The colossal forty-meter silver Zhu Tian Sword slashed down irresistibly.

The Six-Winged Angel Phantom was cleaved in two by the sword and vanished in the air, turning into countless golden dots.

"Hiss!"

With her strongest soul skill broken, Qian Renxue spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

Her valiant and stunning face showed a hint of desolation.

Provoking compassion.

Just as Qian Renxue seemed on the verge of demise,

The forty-meter longsword suddenly halted, hovering above Qian Renxue's head.

The residual force of the sword's movement cut off a strand of her hair right before her forehead.

A gentle breeze came by.

The golden hair drifted away with the wind, and Qian Renxue stared blankly at the hovering longsword above her.

In her purple pupils was utter disbelief.

In her life, she had never thought she would be defeated, let alone by someone of her generation.

No, this person was not her peer; he was even much younger than she was.

Qian Renxue's lips quivered, her hands trembling.

"How could I possibly lose."

"I am of a God-level Martial Soul, Innate Level Twenty, and I have the resources of countless Martial Soul Halls at my disposal!!"

She had longed day and night for an opponent who would be her equal.

But now that person had appeared and had forcefully defeated her,

A bitter taste suddenly rose in her heart.

Luo Yu spoke loudly, "Qian Renxue, do you concede?"

Qian Renxue's dazed purple pupils turned to Luo Yu, vibrant and spirited.

A strong sense of unwillingness surged in her heart.

She clenched her fists again.

"I do not concede!"

Luo Yu shook his head, "With a little effort, your head will be gone, yet you are still being stubborn?"

"I just don't concede."

Qian Renxue glared at Luo Yu with angry purple pupils.

"Kill or slash as you please, but making me, Qian Renxue, admit defeat is absolutely impossible."

"Tsk tsk, quite the tough one, aren't we?"

Luo Yu drove the transformed Zhu Tian Sword, the blade vibrating, bursting with killing intent.

Qian Renxue slowly closed her beautiful eyes, proudly tilting her swan-like neck.

She whispered to herself in her heart.

"Am I going to die?"

"I thought I would unify Douluo, never did I expect to die here."

"But to tell the truth, this guy is the most powerful man I've ever seen in my life."

"He is truly amazing."

Qian Renxue waited for a long time, but her head did not fall to the ground as expected.

Upon opening her eyes, the huge longsword in front of her had already disappeared.

The man's sword had returned to its simple and unadorned form.

However, those pulsing blood-red Soul Rings were still as eye-catching as ever.

Qian Renxue's purple pupils were complex as she coldly asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"Are you trying to humiliate me?"

Luo Yu shook his head, a playful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Killing you would be letting you off easy."

"I remember someone said more than once that if they were defeated, they'd become my little wife."

"If you're dead, who will become mine?"

"In your dreams!" Qian Renxue glared.

Luo Yu glanced at her with raised brows.

"What, planning to go back on your word?"

"If you're not convinced, we can have another go. This young master is free today and would be glad to accompany you to the end."

Qian Renxue's momentum deflated.

Although she was loath to admit it, she acknowledged that Luo Yu had defeated her fair and square.

She feared that another challenge would likely still result in her defeat.

But to become someone else's little wife with her pride, how could she be willing?

Qian Renxue bit her thin lips, her pale cheeks flushing slightly.

"You've already used your strongest soul skill. Even if I go back on my word, what can you do to me?"

Luo Yu's smile grew wider, revealing a hint of wicked charm.

"For dealing with people who go back on their word, I have plenty of means. You'd better accept the loss graciously."

"Do you think I'm scared?" Qian Renxue retorted as two pairs of golden wings materialized behind her, spitting disdainfully, "If I want to leave, you can't stop me today."

"Then you're welcome to try," Luo Yu gestured with an inviting hand.

"Dare to let this 'tiger' go free, and I will make sure you regret it. Just you wait."

"You dare bully me like this, the next time we meet will be your end!"

Qian Renxue left those harsh words behind as she flapped her wings, breaking through the air and flying out of the valley.

"Sigh." Luo Yu shook his head and sighed, "Taming a proud beauty is always a long-drawn-out process."

"Buzz!"

The fourth blood soul ring was absorbed into the Zhu Tian Sword, and the ancient longsword underwent drastic transformations.

The depths of the purple glow burst forth to the extreme.

As the light faded, the longsword disappeared without a trace.

In its place were three balls of light that emitted a brilliant purple hue.

Within them, three narrow flying swords hovered, their tips traced with black-purple patterns.

Abundant with spiritual energy, they were surrounded by a gentle breeze.

Luo Yu looked at the retreating golden figure in the distance, his eyes full of playful interest.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Shadow Following Wind, Yama Flying Blade!"

The three flying swords were released from his hands, streaking across the sky with extreme speed, turning into three streams of light rushing into the heavens.

Luo Yu stood with his arms crossed, utterly unperturbed.

After a short while, the golden figure who had left such harsh words before, obediently flew back.

Qian Renxue fluttered her wings, landing in front of Luo Yu with an extremely ugly expression.

Luo Yu asked with a smile, "Oh, isn't this the 'tiger' I just let go?"

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Qian Renxue was so angry she almost spat out blood; she had never felt so frustrated in her life.

She clenched her teeth, her voice squeezing out from her red lips.

"What... what kind of bizarre method is this?!"

"A Martial Soul that can split and even track me??"

She looked around.

Three deadly little purple-black swords circled around her, constantly threatening her life.

Forcing her to fly back against her will.

"Someone said that the next time we meet would be my end."

"Come on then, we've met again, so should I be dead?"

"Please, start your performance."

"Ah!!" Qian Renxue was nearly driven mad with rage.

She had never been humiliated or bullied like this in her entire life.

This guy had her completely in his clutches, there was no resisting, let alone escaping.

Luo Yu said, "Come on, show me how you'll kill me, otherwise you'll be going back on your word again."

"I... I show your uncle!" For the first time in her life, Qian Renxue resorted to swearing, directing it at Luo Yu.

"Hiss—"

"Not only are you going back on your word, but you are also cursing?"

"Well, then I can't be blamed."

Luo Yu exaggerated his expression, controlling the Yama Flying Blades.

Moving with the grace of a butterfly flitting through flowers, they slipped past Qian Renxue, utterly indefensible.

"Slash!"

The clothing tied around Qian Renxue's waist was instantly slashed apart.

A flash of spring light revealed...