One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Chen Duo didn't even glance at the fallen general. She touched the back of the fallen sword with her toe, and used the momentum to propel herself into the air again, heading straight for the Grand Yin-Yang Master behind her.

This combo was executed with fluidity, violence, and lethality, completely overturning everyone's perception of her delicate appearance!

"Too...too intense..."

As Wang Ye ran, he wiped away a bead of cold sweat: "This technique is swift and clean; it must have been honed through countless life-or-death battles."

"Stop sighing! Hurry up and dismantle the tower! That thing is rebuilding again."

Zhuge Qing shouted.

Sure enough, the red light above the main hall surged again, continuously pouring into the large hole in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's chest.

The shattered pieces of meat began to huddle together like worms.

"This old toad's formation is too cunning."

Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth and increased his speed to the maximum.

He was the first to rush to the front of that enormous throne.

Raise your head.

Behind the throne, on a pitch-black stone wall as tall as three people.

It was densely covered with constantly pulsating blood-red runes, like a giant heart beating.

This is the energy center of the entire temple!

"I'm going to perform open-chest surgery on you today!"

Zhang Chulan shouted and raised the watermelon knife, which was flashing with purple-gold lightning, with both hands.

The golden light mantra within his body, like boiling water, poured entirely into the blade without reservation.

"Smash it!!!"

He pushed off with both legs and soared into the air.

The watermelon knife, carrying a thunderous blade aura over ten meters long, cleaved down like a giant axe, striking the rune-covered stone wall!

Just as the blade's edge was about to touch the stone wall.

"presumptuous!!!"

Xu Fu's earth-shattering roar exploded in Zhang Chulan's mind.

A terrifying aura of blood, almost tangible, erupted directly from the stone wall.

It transformed into an incredibly thick, blood-red light shield, forcefully blocking the blade's edge.

"when--"

Zhang Chulan felt a sharp pain in his arm.

The immense recoil made his throat taste sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

But he gritted his teeth and, instead of retreating, he squeezed every last bit of energy out of his body and slashed wildly!

"I'll chop! I ...

"I'll kill you!"

In just a few seconds, Zhang Chulan unleashed forty-nine powerful slashes!

"An ant that overestimates its own strength."

Xu Fu's cold laugh rang out.

Countless crimson tentacles suddenly split off from the crimson light shield, wrapping around Zhang Chulan's arm along the blade.

Once entangled, Zhang Chulan's energy and spirit will be immediately drained.

"Holy crap! Where did this disgusting thing come from?!"

Zhang Chulan felt a chill run down his spine, but he was already terrified.

He tried to pull away, but found that his hand and the blade were firmly bound by the bloody light.

At this critical moment.

"Chu Lan! Get out of the way!"

Zhang Lingyu's cool voice came from the side.

Chapter 407 Joining Forces to Break the Formation!

Without hesitation, Zhang Chulan immediately dodged to the side.

"Heavy Water Bind - Erosion!"

The pitch-black Yin Wu Lei bit into the blood-red tentacles that were wrapping around Zhang Chulan's arm.

Blood and black lightning clashed and dissolved against each other.

Taking advantage of that one second when the tentacles were delayed.

Zhang Chulan braced his feet against the stone wall, forcefully pulling his hands, along with his sword, out of the deathly restraint.

"boom!"

He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. His hand, which was gripping the knife, was cracked, and blood was flowing down the hilt.

"Thanks, Junior Uncle..."

Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth, feeling as if his arms were filled with lead.

Their previous battles had already exhausted them, and they had just forcibly overdrawn the power of the Thunder Seal.

At this moment, everyone felt as if their internal organs were being roasted on fire.

"It's not over yet, the tortoise shell hasn't broken yet."

Zhuge Qing's figure had already cut in from the other side.

His suit was already torn in several places, and sweat dripped down his face and onto his collar.

But his hands did not stop moving at all.

"Blazing Inferno - Explosive Flame Kill!!"

Zhuge Qing did not pursue widespread destruction, but instead compressed all the flames to an extreme degree.

Dozens of fireballs, no bigger than a fist but with a blinding white-blue hue, bombarded the same spot on the stone wall one after another.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Flames exploded on the blood-red light shield, instantly distorting the air with intense heat.

"I am coming too."

Zhang Lingyu suppressed the surging blood energy within her body and lunged forward once more.

He activated the lightning seal in his palm, and the extremely powerful and yang Crimson Palace Lightning transformed into a thick pillar of lightning, which slammed fiercely towards the point where Zhuge Qing attacked with fire!

Water and fire complement each other, yin and yang interact.

Zhang Chulan sprang up from the ground, roared, and once again raised his watermelon knife to chop at the enemy!

The three top young men pushed their remaining strength to the limit and launched a frantic barrage of fire at the blood-red stone wall!

however.

That crimson light shield, formed from Xu Fu's thousand-year obsession and the temple's foundation, was not so easily breached.

Under the relentless bombardment of the three, the light shield shook violently, and ripples appeared on its surface.

But there was no sign of it breaking!

Even the scattered red light is rapidly regrouping.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Xu Fu's cold laughter descended from all directions, carrying a condescending mockery:

"The light of a firefly dares to rival the brilliance of the moon?"

"My Blood River Formation has absorbed resentment for a thousand years. With just a few defeated soldiers like you, even if you bleed dry, you won't be able to damage the core of the formation in the slightest!"

"Old Qing, this won't work!"

Zhang Chulan was forced back once again by the power of the light shield.

He braced himself on his knees, sweat blurring his vision, his breathing heavy.

"This old ghost's health bar is too long. Our remaining strength is simply not enough to deal with him!"

Zhang Lingyu's face was also frighteningly pale, and the fingers holding the lightning bolt had begun to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Not far away.

Wang Ye was leaning weakly against a stone pillar. He had just exhausted his primordial spirit by forcibly tearing open a spatial passage.

At this moment, all he could do was grit his teeth and watch the fierce battle unfold, unable to even muster the strength to lift his hand.

Zhang Chulan wiped the sweat from his face.

He turned his head, his bloodshot eyes landing directly on the few Americans who were watching.

"William!!!"

Zhang Chulan's voice cracked from the exertion, and he cursed loudly in that direction:

"Are you fucking blind?! Are you still watching the show?!"

"If that old monster recovers, he'll be dead today!"

"Hurry up and get over here to help!!!"

This uncompromising roar echoed throughout the hall.

William, standing at a distance, twitched his brow twice.

He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand.

Just now, when the Huaxia team went to dismantle the formation's core, he was hoping that these people would fight Xu Fu to the death so that he could reap the benefits.