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Chapter 882

"Of course that's impossible, unless we want to go to war with the EU!" the old man shook his head.

"Then I have no choice but to take action myself. Since they have found the door, let them pay the price!" Ye Qinghuan said calmly.

The old man was silent for a while and asked: "Are you... sure?"

"No." Ye Qinghuan said calmly, "But this does not prevent me from killing people."

Toot…

Ye Qinghuan hung up the phone.

There is no doubt that the strength of the Holy See is powerful and terrifying. Although Ye Qinghuan is not afraid, he is indeed not prepared to go against them now.

But the Holy See came to provoke him step by step. Is Ye Qinghuan's reputation as a god-killer wasted?

"If that's the case, then I'll let you nourish my blood-killing beads!" Ye Qinghuan's eyes shot out with a cold light.

Only by repairing the blood-killing beads can his explosive power become more powerful. This is his most important trump card.

It's just that the Holy See has deployed too much strength. The Holy Son and the Protector are not weak, they are the most powerful masters of secular martial arts.

The pinnacle of strength!

Although among these people, there is no expert like the Arbitrator, Ye Qinghuan once had a tie with the Arbitrator only after the blood-slaying beads broke out.

Now, the Holy See has more than thirty innate experts!

Two guardians!

Ye Qinghuan also needs to be prepared.

Ye Qinghuan looked coldly and took out the Xuan Yan Sword.

"Listen to the Rain Sword Domain!"

"This is not an ordinary sword technique. Even warriors from the ancient world would never be able to create it. Even their ancestors, who had reached the Saint Realm thousands of years ago, could not create it."

Ye Qinghuan murmured lightly, already starting to calculate in his heart the Sword Domain of Listening to the Rain.

With his ability, after seeing Linghu Tian use it once, he was able to use it even more powerfully.

But this was far from enough. What Linghu Angel used was just a broken sword technique and was incomplete.

"With my current strength, I still can't calculate how many sword qi are the limit of Tingyu Sword Domain, but I only need to deduce one more sword qi, and my combat effectiveness will increase by leaps and bounds!"

Ye Qinghuan began to calculate crazily in his heart. Among them, there were tens of thousands of changes, which were very complicated to deduce. Only a soul as powerful as Ye Qinghuan could calculate them.

If anyone knew that Ye Qinghuan could use a broken technique to calculate a complete sword technique, they would be shocked and speechless.

It’s so evil!

Ye Qinghuan's mind was running rapidly, and his whole body was silent. His powerful soul was deducing crazily, and he was completely unconcerned with the disputes in the outside world.

One day passes!

There were uneasy sounds in the border. Ye Qinghuan did not appear. Everyone speculated that perhaps the Ye Killing God was afraid after all and did not dare to appear.

"Haha, bully the weak and avoid the strong. I remember that he was very arrogant when he blocked the Saint Son who was killing foreign warriors. Why are you afraid now?"

"There is a saying in China that those who understand current affairs are heroes. This Ye Qinghuan is also a smart man. At this time, he definitely does not dare to show up, for fear that he has already hid in the deep mountains and old forests!"

"The Holy See is dispatched. In this vast world, there is nowhere for him to hide. In three days, not even the Chinese official can save him. He will definitely die!"

Foreign warriors commented that more and more warriors gathered in the Ural Mountains, looking up at the highest peak, where the innate strong men gathered, and their momentum stretched across the sky and soared into the sky.

Any one of them is a big figure who can control the situation in the secular world. Now, when they come together, the sky changes color and they are powerful.

fear!

Everyone was shocked. It was indeed the power of half the Holy See. It was too powerful and impressive!

Soon it was the next day.

Ye Qinghuan still didn't show up. In one day, the Holy See would break in. If Ye Qinghuan didn't show up, how would China deal with the intruding Holy See?

Are the troops really dispatched to suppress it?

Everyone speculates that China does not have the guts. Now is a critical period for China's rise. If China wants to go its own way in the era of European and American hegemony, it will undoubtedly need to develop in a low-key manner.

If there is a real conflict with the Holy See, the country that will be happiest will undoubtedly be the United States, which can greatly weaken China's power.

"I'm afraid. I'm still afraid after all. This Chinese God of Death is not as stupid as I thought. He actually knows how to avoid the edge temporarily!"

"Hehe, I know I can't beat him, but no matter how arrogant that Ye Killer God is, he can't come here to die!"

The foreign warriors discussed and laughed a lot. They once showed fearful expressions under Ye Qinghuan's pressure, which was a huge shame.

Now, only by humiliating him to his heart's content can he save any trace of his face.

"Haha, I told you, he didn't dare to show up. Now, maybe he has fled China!" The prince stood up again and said disdainfully.

"How can God Ye Sha escape? He will definitely want to kill the Holy Son and massacre the people of the Holy See!"

"Yes, we believe in Ye Shashen!" Everyone nodded in support of Ye Qinghuan.

It must be said that Ye Qinghuan won too much trust in the battle of killing the Holy Son.

Some people have blindly worshiped Ye Qinghuan. Although it feels impossible, they just believe it.

This is a man who always performs miracles.

Wang Yanying from Dan Valley also came. She walked up to Meng Wenxue and asked, "Do you think Ye Qinghuan will come?"

"I don't want him to come?" Meng Wenxue said softly.

"What, do you think he can't defeat the people of the Holy See?" Wang Yanying was stunned. Meng Wenxue was the person who supported Ye Qinghuan the most.

"The Holy See is really too powerful." Meng Wenxue shook her head, "So what if Ye Qinghuan is more powerful? In addition to these people, the Holy See also has the Great Elder and the Pope. These two people are the real terror!"

Wang Yanying's heart suddenly shook, like being struck by a heavy hammer.

Great elder!

pope!

Two terrifying names. These two people have not made a move for decades. Even the Pope has not appeared for decades.

It's so powerful that no one can defeat it.

"I hope Ye Qinghuan can restrain himself this time!"

Wang Yanying shook her head.

Those who support Ye Qinghuan and those who are on the prince's side are still arguing, but as time goes by, the number of people who believe in Ye Qinghuan is gradually decreasing.

Especially when a Holy Son on the People's Peak smashed half of the cliff on the opposite side with one punch, everyone felt even more desperate.

Ye Qinghuan can defeat one Holy Son, but what about the four Holy Sons?

What about the more powerful Arthur?

What's more, there are two guardians, who are too powerful!

Finally, the third day arrived.

Blindly worshiping Ye Qinghuan, my heart became cold. Ye Qinghuan did not dare to come after all.

The power of the Holy See is still too powerful.

"Are even Ye Shashen scared?" Everyone sighed helplessly.

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