The Tingyu Sword Domain with twenty-one sword energies was extremely terrifying. Only the shadows of swords filled the sky, and murderous intent emerged. It was an indescribable force.
Ye Qinghuan, who is on the second level of the Extraordinary Realm, with his current strength, the Tingyu Sword Domain he used is even more terrifying, destroying the world and destroying the world!
very scary!
Is this the strength of the young man in black robe?
No wonder he can be called the Ye Killing God.
What a monster!
The lake surface cracked, and cracks of more than ten meters exploded like the earth cracking. The entire lake surface cracked and shattered. In the void, the sky was filled with sword energy, as if it was destroying the world.
The whole sky became gloomy.
As for the Holy Son, his face was extremely gloomy, and a trace of fear and fear flashed in his eyes from time to time. Ye Qinghuan's strength was really beyond his imagination.
This time, he miscalculated.
If he had known earlier, he would not have been forced to such an extent if he had brought several other Holy Sons of the Holy See with him, or even if the Grand Elder had personally gone out.
"kill!"
Ye Qinghuan shouted coldly, and only heard a "bang", like thunder exploding. Listening to the Rain Sword Domain, he directly killed the Holy Son. The cold sword energy made people feel suffocated.
The huge sword domain enveloped the Holy Son, filled with black energy, and a chilling energy emerged. The Holy Son's internal power exploded with all its strength, and the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point.
In an instant, a white armor formed on the Holy Son's body, which was ice. The Holy Son actually used the moisture in the air to directly condense a pair of ice armor.
This ice has the inner strength of the water attribute of the Holy Son. It is as hard as iron, like meteorite from the sky, and is indestructible and can be likened to the bullets of a sniper rifle.
Ye Qinghuan stood there with a cold expression. The Tingyu Sword Domain with twenty-one sword energies could cut even ten meters of steel in an instant.
"Kacha!"
Sure enough, in an instant, the ice armor on the Holy Son's body made a sound, and then it was covered with dense cracks, like a spider web.
"boom!"
The Holy Son's armor exploded, like tofu under Ye Qinghuan's Tingyu Sword Domain.
"No!"
The Holy Son shouted violently, unable to accept it, and wanted to resist. However, Ye Qinghuan's Tingyu Sword Domain did not give him a chance. In an instant, more than a dozen sword energy slashed at him, causing blood to fly everywhere.
Everyone saw that the Holy Son was scratched horribly by sword energy. The bloody marks were so deep that they could even see the bones, which was shocking.
It’s unbearable to look at!
"So ruthless, so powerful, the majestic Holy Son has no power to fight back!"
"This time, the Holy Son will be finished!"
The foreign warrior lamented, looking a little embarrassed. He didn't expect there to be such a monster genius in China.
There was a trace of fear in their hearts. After all, this man acted domineeringly, had no taboos, and killed more than a dozen foreign warriors at all costs.
What if, I am also brutally murdered!
Everyone thought that as soon as the battle was over, they would leave China as soon as possible and never stay.
From now on, we will never invade China again.
This mysterious and ancient country cannot be invaded at will.
"Haha, Ye Shashen is so powerful. It's so powerful. I feel comfortable when I see the faces of those foreigners!"
"I have always complained about Ye Shashen before, but now, I like his style very much. He is cruel and rude. Damn this country of etiquette. Only a domineering style like Ye Shashen can relieve my anger."
"Yes, although Ye Shashen is domineering, he does have strength and the capital to be arrogant!"
The Chinese warriors shouted one after another, with great joy on their faces and even more pride in their hearts.
He let out a fierce breath.
"Hey, don't you want to see what the Chinese God of Death is? Do you feel it now?" A Chinese warrior said with a smile.
The foreign warrior looked embarrassed and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, but did not speak.
I can't afford it!
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The sword energy slashed at the Holy Son's body, and no matter how many pieces of ice armor he gathered, they were unable to withstand it and shattered in an instant. His body was no longer human and dripping with blood.
However, the Holy Son is also powerful enough, and can still hold on in the Tingyu Sword Domain, constantly condensing ice armor, but in the end it is only a drop in the bucket, and will be wiped out sooner or later.
"Okay, stop it!"
At this time, a middle-aged man jumped into the air and suddenly spoke.
This middle-aged man had a calm face and was carrying a long spear. He turned out to be an innate strong man from China.
Ye Qinghuan looked over with cold eyes.
The middle-aged man looked calm and said: "I am the successor of the Blazing Spear, Prince. Ye Sha Shen, you have killed the elders of the Holy See, and now the Holy Son is also seriously injured. You have shown your majesty as the God of Killing and increased my reputation in China.
Now, you can stop!"
Ye Qinghuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at the middle-aged man.
"You want me to stop?"
A group of Chinese warriors immediately gave up and shouted: "Prince, you actually asked Ye Shashen to stop. Are you Chinese?"
"That is, before the Holy Son provoked you, you did not stand up. Now that the Holy Son is about to die, you come out to plead for mercy. Are you a traitor?"
"Ignorant person!"
The prince's face remained unchanged, his eyes swept over, and he said: "This is for your good, and for Ye Qinghuan's good. What kind of person is the Holy Son? He is a core member of the Holy See. If he dies, how can the European Holy See just let it go!"
"At that time, the power of the Holy See will come out. The Holy Son, the elders, the great elders, and even the pope will be so terrifying. Let alone you, even Ye Shashen can't resist it!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Yes, behind the Holy Son, there is still the Holy See!
Everyone was so happy for the moment that they almost forgot about it, which almost caused a disaster!
"Ye Shashen, please stop, even if it's for yourself, don't offend the Holy See easily!"
"Yes, by killing an elder Hall, we have already vented our anger. If you kill the Holy Son, you and the Holy See will have no room for maneuver. We will not stop until death!"
"Senior Ye, stop it. The power of the Holy See is too powerful. It spans the entire European continent, and there are geniuses and strong men from countless countries. They are mysterious and unpredictable. Even you, I'm afraid I can't resist it!"
Everyone shouted, partly for their own safety and fear that the European Holy See would invade China.
On the one hand, they are indeed worried about Ye Qinghuan. Although Ye Shashen is powerful, the Holy See is a behemoth and the ruler of a continent.
Unshakable!
Although they wanted the Holy Son to die, everyone still gritted their teeth and shouted.
"This is what everyone thinks, Ye Shashen, stop it!" the prince said calmly, his eyes solemn, "Don't bring disaster to yourself and the country!"
"ridiculous!"
Ye Qinghuan sneered, and the prince suddenly felt uneasy. Ye Qinghuan raised his hand slightly and squeezed the magic weapon.
"boom!"
Tingyu Sword Domain exploded, setting off a huge wave that swept out. This power was no less than a thousand-ton TNT-level missile, and the entire Qiuyi Lake was instantly shattered.