The people of the Dark Church evacuated like this.
Duke Wall died.
The Holy Son also left silently.
If the people left behind don't leave, are they preparing to be massacred by the cold stone statue?
The people of the Dark Church receded like the tide.
Everyone in the Church of Light felt numb. Duke Wall was very powerful. Even if Archbishop Mengqi wanted to kill Duke Wall, it would take a certain amount of time. Otherwise, both sides would suffer.
But in the blink of an eye, they were severely injured by the stone statue, and then their Archbishop Monchi was beaten by Roman Xiu, an old antique, and was unable to parry.
That young Chinese guy never even made a move from beginning to end.
What is this thing called?
The three old antiques were undecided for a moment.
Everything happened too fast.
We were not opponents before, but now?
The three old antiques didn't dare to hesitate anymore, turned around and retreated outside.
Let’s leave this place first.
When the time comes, by spreading the news outside and gathering tens of thousands of forces, we will surely be able to force this person to hand over the divine water.
They still don't believe that with so many people outside, any expert will be wiped out in a battle. Besides, they are all old antiques and their status is so high that no one dares to question their words.
Unlike the Church of Darkness and the Church of Light, after all, the two forces have been enemies for generations, so what they say will inevitably be difficult to convince the public.
But they are different.
"Have you ever asked me if you want to?"
The stone statue instantly blocked the exit.
The gun shadows all over the sky drove them back.
They all knew how powerful this stone statue was, and none of the four of them were opponents, let alone the three of them, who silently retreated.
The stone statue didn't make any move, and just stood at the entrance. One man was in charge, and no one could open it.
"Chinese boy, what do you want?"
An old antique said.
"Do you want to kill all three of us here? Although you have the stone statue and Roman Xiu's help, you are indeed powerful, but if we fight you, you will have to pay the price."
Only the three of them knew in their hearts how false these words were. They couldn't withstand this man's attack at all. They had no advantage except to crush him.
"ah!"
The Archbishop of the Church of Light, Meng Qi, screamed and was severely injured. He didn't even have the chance to summon the twelve-winged archangel.
After all, Roman Xiu's strength crushed the opponent.
"I think you should make a right choice. You didn't leave immediately but came back. This is your fault."
Roman Xiu stood in one place, blocking their way again, and looked at them coldly.
【m】
Of course Lin Fei would not let an old antique go.
These guys are stronger than Archbishop Mengqidu. Where can I find such a master? Besides, he really needs a nail in the Western world. There are three old antiques like them, plus there are people from the Dark Church and people from the Light Church, just think about it.
interesting.
"Fight!"
The three old antiques looked at each other and decided to take action.
If you don’t fight, you can only accept your fate!
If you work hard, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Luo Manxiu and the stone statue were about to take action, but were blocked by Lin Fei.
"It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, I really think that our joint strength can compete with everything."
Lin Fei snorted coldly.
A sword intent swept out of the void.
This move is more mysterious than before.
A sword intent is like a wavy line, truly traceless and incredibly fast.
The expressions of the three old antiques changed instantly, because they felt a boundless force crushing them, just like the monstrous sea.
In one glance, the sword intent crushed the three of them.
The powerful body was covered with sword marks, and blood was flowing out. The three people also hit the rock wall heavily, without any ability to resist at all.
"Is this your true strength?"
The three of them were all old antiques with strong strength, but at this moment, they had no ability to resist in front of that sword.
"My sword is called the Great Cutting Technique, one of the secret techniques. I only used 60% of my power. If you are still willing to try it, then I will use 90% of my power to see if you can survive."
If 60% of the strength is like this, then if it's 90%, wouldn't it be a dead end?
"We are convinced, we are convinced, we are convinced."
The three old antiques were completely frightened.
This secret method is only available in the Eastern world, and they don't exist in the Western world at all.
They have always heard that there are many masters in the mysterious Eastern world, but now they finally believe that at this age and with such strength, they were far behind at that time.
Lin Fei didn't waste any words and imposed restrictions on them one by one.
This restriction is one of the ancient restrictions. Now that Lin has a breakthrough in strength, he can use it.
It is impossible to unravel the three old antiques.
So they had no choice but to accept their fate.
"Xiao Luo, I'll leave these three people in your charge."
Lin Fei naturally wouldn't care about them, but he still had to give someone some reward.
Romanxiu laughed, "Thank you, sir."
The four of them often fight each other, always trying to overpower each other and become the strongest being in the Western world.
But he has never been able to do so, but Luo Manxiu didn't expect that one day he would be able to control these three people. It felt so good.
You really are with the right person.
The hearts of the three old antiques sank. They did not expect that they would become Roman Xiu's subordinates in the end. It was such a helpless and sad thing to say.
"Should these people be dealt with?" Luo Manxiu looked at the people from the Light Church.
The Archbishop of the Church of Light, Meng Qi, was seriously injured, and the remaining people were all of the same strength and had no ability to resist at all.
"Let them go, there's no point in killing them."
Lin Fei didn't like these ants either.
Regardless of whether today's events are reported or not, at least the Western world is lively.
Lin Fei doesn't care what happens by then, he still has to rush back to China.
I've been wandering outside for long enough, and it's time to leave.
Come out of the island.
Roman Xiu had already arranged for a yacht to wait outside.
The yacht was huge, worth tens of millions of dollars, and even had celebratory drinks on it.
But now it’s all cheaper for Lin Fei.
"It seems we need to get to know each other again."
Under night.
Lin Fei and Ye Zixuan stood on the deck, enjoying the breeze.
Lin Fei raised the wine glass in his hand.
"Don't we already know each other? Why do we need to get to know each other again? I'm not an antique."
"On behalf of my sect, I would like to discuss a cooperation with Mr. Lin, such as the ownership of the last Shenlong Key." Ye Zixuan said.
Lin Fei laughed, "Aren't you afraid that you will guess wrong?"