Yu Lianxiong sneered, and suddenly, he waved his right fist, and a golden light suddenly appeared.
Under the golden light, Yu Lianxiong's treasure body became even more magical and powerful, causing invisible fluctuations that were like shattering the heaven and earth, causing the expressions of princes and princes to change.
"This is the right hand of God!"
"The Holy See's most important treasure, the right hand of God, Ye Qinghuan actually gave such a treasure to Yu Lianxiong!"
Everyone changed their colors and exclaimed, unbelievable!
"boom!"
The heaven and earth shook like a thunderous collision, and Yu Lianxiong's power was like a volcano erupting with real smoke and dust.
"puff"
The prince's body was blown away, a large mouthful of blood spat out, and his face was pale and unbelievable.
He was shocked in his heart. He was defeated by a first-level innate person. He was worthy of being a disciple of Ye Shashen. They were all so perverted.
"He was defeated. The prince was actually defeated. He couldn't block Yu Lianxiong's punch. Ye Shashen's disciple, coupled with this god's right hand, is like a tiger with even more wings. It's so powerful!"
"It's horrifying. Ye Shashen is indeed extraordinary in his craftsmanship. Such a valuable treasure was given to his disciples casually!"
"Ye Shashen, it's really..."
Everyone was amazed, and most of all, their mouths felt dry. They also wanted to become Ye Qinghuan's disciples.
"Didn't you say that no one can kill you? Today, I am going to kill you!"
"don't want!"
The prince was so frightened that he wanted to flee, but Yu Lianxiong never gave him a chance. He struck out violently, blocking his retreat, and struck with God's right hand.
There is no sacred power in the hands of the Holy Son, only pure power. In the hands of Yu Lianxiong, it is like indestructible divine iron, smashing out hard and shattering the sky.
The prince was still his opponent. He fought with Yu Lianxiong several times, and he vomited blood. He felt extremely uncomfortable and was almost seriously injured.
"Senior of the Holy See, save me!"
The prince exclaimed.
"That's the right hand of God!" shouted an elder.
Arthur also narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "The treasures of the Holy See must be taken back after all, so take action!"
More than thirty people, stepping on the void, were about to rush towards Yu Lianxiong.
"Who dares to touch my disciples!"
Above the sky, two figures suddenly appeared.
A young man in a black robe, with black hair and eyes, a delicate face, and his black hair dancing gently.
Behind him, there was a woman in black tights, standing silently and coldly.
"Ye, Ye Qinghuan!"
"Ye Shashen, he finally showed up! Facing the Holy See army, he showed up resolutely, so crazy!"
"Great, Ye Shashen has appeared. The Chinese martial arts can be saved. Let the European Holy See see the strength of our Chinese!"
Everyone exclaimed, extremely happy, as if they had arrived at the savior when they saw Ye Qinghuan.
These people have fallen into blind worship.
"Ye Qinghuan, you are still too impulsive! The Holy See is so powerful, there is no way he can resist it!"
"Now, not only the power of the Holy See, but also various countries in Southeast Asia have sent powerful warriors. After all, Ye Qinghuan is only one person!"
A calm martial arts senior said, shaking his head slightly, they did not want to see Ye Qinghuan appear.
At this moment, Ye Qinghuan was destined to die. After all, he was a genius in China. They didn't want to see Ye Qinghuan die here like this.
"You are a young man after all. No matter how talented you are, your temperament is still too impetuous and lacks forbearance!"
"As soon as this Ye Qinghuan debuted, he swept across China and conquered the world. It is inevitable that his heart will be a little swollen!"
These old men shook their heads and sighed in their hearts. In their opinion, Ye Qinghuan was impulsive and inflated. Although this move was domineering and made everyone cheer, it was tantamount to seeking death!
"Ye Qinghuan, why is he still here!" Meng Wenxue trembled and looked at the black figure in the sky.
"You should have guessed it a long time ago. You know his character. He is arrogant and domineering, and he never puts anyone in his eyes." Wang Yanying shook her head gently.
"He should have endured for a few years and practiced for ten years. He will definitely be able to fight against the Holy See!" Meng Wenxue shook her head gently. She didn't believe Ye Qinghuan either. The gap was too big.
Suddenly, she spoke again: "Ye Qinghuan, would you be happy if he died?"
"..."
Wang Yanying was dumbfounded. If Ye Qinghuan died in battle, he would be avenged for Yunshan. Will she be happy?
can you?
"Ye Qinghuan?"
Hu Ke's eyes trembled slightly and he looked at the aloof and cold black figure in the sky.
There was also the figure following him silently behind him. He also longed to follow Ye Qinghuan like this.
But the gap between the two is too big, like a chasm that cannot be crossed!
Ye Qinghuan walked step by step in the air, Xiaoying followed Ye Qinghuan silently.
"Are you Ye Qinghuan?" Arthur smiled softly, showing his white teeth, like the spring breeze, "You are worthy of being the God of Killing in China, and you are indeed a young talent!"
Arthur nodded in praise!
"The last saint son's first words when he saw me were the same." Ye Qinghuan shook his head gently and said calmly, "Later, he died."
"You think I'm going to die?" Arthur sneered.
"I will definitely die!" Ye Qinghuan nodded.
"As expected of the God of Killing, you are really crazy!" Arthur nodded, very naturally and not angry, "Your appearance reminds me of when I was young. At that time, I was as arrogant as you.
They are lawless and think they are invincible!"
"That means you were an idiot when you were young!" Ye Qinghuan said directly.
The corner of Arthur's mouth twitched slightly, he stared at Ye Qinghuan coldly, and then smiled: "Then what difference does it make to you now?"
"Who do you think you are? You are trying to be compared with me." Ye Qinghuan said coldly, with an imposing manner, "Fireflies are trying to compete with the bright moon!"
"..."
Arthur almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He never expected that the guy in front of him was so shameless and even compared himself to fireflies and bright moons.
"What nonsense are you talking to him about? He killed my disciple, so let me kill him!" Zuo Long, an ancient Thai boxer, couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted violently and actually took action directly.
"I'll kill him too!"
"I'll help you!"
…
In an instant, seven innate strong men took action, their strength was violent, and the wind and clouds in the world were stirred in an instant, and they killed Ye Qinghuan.
The energy of death suddenly bloomed, cold and violent. These people were the strongest men in the country, old monsters who were hidden in the world. Their strength was so terrifying. They attacked at the same time, and the heaven and earth shook!
Suddenly, in addition to the troops of the Holy See, there were also people from the Japanese country in the mountains and plains of Dongdu who took action. Their violent internal force came towards Ye Qinghuan and strangled him mercilessly.
Ye Qinghuan took a step forward, his eyes were cold, his ruthless killing intent was blooming, and he was filled with murderous aura.
"I hope you are prepared to die!"
In the world, the wind and clouds changed color, and the endless spiritual power became restless.