Ye Qinghuan became angry, and his killing spree was cold and terrifying.
Thirty elders took action frantically, trying to stop him, but at this moment, Ye Qinghuan was like a fierce dragon, destroying everything and being unstoppable.
"Whoa!"
There is blood blooming and spilling out, clearly visible in the eyes.
"What about the Holy See? I, Ye Qinghuan, should suppress all enemies in the world!"
Ye Qinghuan took action coldly, suppressed it with his big hands, the golden light flashed, and the Xuan Yan Sword erupted again, with flames raging into the sky.
He swept across with his sword and cut him in the middle. The huge sword light formed a fifty-meter arc, cutting through the void and making people's hearts tremble.
Blood spilled out instantly.
Under Ye Qinghuan's sword, too many elders were injured, and their faces changed wildly. Some were cut on their bodies, with bones visible, and some were pale and spit out large mouthfuls of blood.
One of the saints' expression changed and he shouted: "The Chinese God of Death is so terrifying!"
"Thirty elders, powerful men from seven major countries, can't they be defeated by a Chinese killing god?"
"Arthur, are we going to take action?" A saint son asked.
"Wait a minute." Arthur chuckled, extremely calm, "These strong men haven't tried their best yet."
"Without them, we lose some competitiveness."
As he said that, he glanced at the Japanese sword master next to him and crossed the mountains.
Ye Qinghuan was furious, and the Xuan Yan Sword danced wildly, activating the most powerful killing power, which made the world tremble, and all the elders' hearts trembled and blood flowed freely.
The battle below is already an overwhelming situation, and all that is needed is harvesting.
Someone looked up, saw this scene, and exclaimed: "Ye Shashen, you are so powerful!"
"Ye Shashen, this is the real Ye Shashen. No one knows what the upper limit of his strength is. It cannot be guessed!"
"Just like the Martial Emperor, Ye Shashen's demeanor has never appeared in thousands of years."
"This style is comparable to that of the Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai. With one sword and a pot of turbid wine, he could serve as an army with thousands of horses!"
Everyone was amazed, extremely shocked and amazed, shocked by Ye Qinghuan's violent demeanor.
Unimaginable!
There really are such monsters in the world!
"Strong, too strong. The strength of Ye Qinghuan is really beyond our imagination." Some seniors from Huaxia shook their heads, also shocked.
"I admit that Ye Qinghuan's power is indeed more terrifying than I imagined."
"I already underestimated him very much, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated him!"
"However, it is too difficult to defeat the Holy See. In other words, the Holy See is invincible!" An old man shook his head, feeling helpless.
"Hey, Ye Qinghuan's trump card is already strong enough, but he still underestimated and underestimated the strength of the Holy See. The power of the Holy See is unimaginable."
Another helpless sigh.
The prince's face changed wildly. Ye Qinghuan's power shocked him beyond measure, but he was still gritting his teeth. His limbs had been broken, and he could not escape or resist. He could only look forward to the Holy See.
This huge force gave him confidence.
kill!
Killing mercilessly, rising into the sky, Ye Qinghuan's sword shot out, as fast as lightning, like wind and rain, in an instant, slit the throat of a person coming.
This was the first person Ye Qinghuan killed. The bones fell and blood swept all over the ground.
kill!
Once the killing started, Ye Qinghuan couldn't stop. The murderous intent was cold in his eyes, and he struck again with force to shock the world.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Blood flew everywhere, three more people died, and their bodies fell down.
The innately strong men were killed casually as if they were worthless, and the killings made people's hearts tremble and frightened.
These elders were almost in despair. This young man was ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than they imagined!
Unrivaled!
"Everyone, if you don't go all out, I guarantee you will get nothing!" At this time, Arthur suddenly said loudly.
The expressions of the seven powerful men changed. They looked at each other and immediately understood what the other party was thinking.
"Use all your strength to kill this thief!"
They shouted violently and finally broke out, using their most powerful killing moves. Suddenly, murderous intent surged into the sky, the sky rolled, and the murderous intent shook the world.
"kill!"
The seven powerful men took action in an instant, and each one of them had a killing move. Their internal energy was like a giant python that reached the sky, roaring and roaring, killing Ye Qinghuan Ye Qinghuan.
Destroy and destroy.
Below, the faces of the people in Huaxia changed wildly. It was too strong. They were shocked, exclaimed, and couldn't believe it.
Only the prince was extremely surprised.
"Kill him, kill him!"
"Haha, go to hell, we will slowly reveal the secrets in you!" Zuo Long, the ancient boxer, laughed crazily.
"Is it up to you to kill me?"
Ye Qinghuan was extremely cold and not afraid at all.
"One punch will shatter your imagination!"
Ye Qinghuan actually put away the Xuan Yan Sword, turned his left hand into a fist, and punched out calmly.
This arm broke through the void and turned into red. Under the setting sun, it shone with red light and blasted out fiercely like a divine body.
"jump!"
In the sky, Ye Qinghuan's black figure collided with the seven powerful men.
One punch, against seven people!
The clothes were dancing wildly, but Ye Qinghuan's black hair was swaying gently. The world seemed to be still, and everyone held their breath, watching this shocking battle.
"puff"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the seven powerful men were knocked away. Ye Qinghuan still stood on the same spot, with red arms blooming with red light, and the monster was terrifying.
"It's too scary!"
"This...is the strength of the Chinese Killing God. China is indeed a mysterious country."
"A thousand-year-old country with a heritage of five thousand years is unimaginable!"
The foreign warriors exclaimed, their whole bodies trembling, it was so strong, they were almost desperate, they were deeply shocked.
pity.
They don't know that the real difference between them and China is bad luck.
Yes.
Ye Qinghuan was not reborn in their country. This is the biggest gap between them and China.
"Now, it's my turn!"
Ye Qinghuan took a step forward and sneered.
This smile, in the eyes of everyone, is like the devil from hell.
"Broken Sound Slash!"
The Xuan Yan Sword transformed into an extremely fast sword and disappeared in an instant, leaving only an afterimage of flames.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Like a barbecue, the Xuan Yan Sword passed through crazily, blood swept across, and the corpses of the Vatican elders fell one after another. The scene was extremely terrifying.
"Whoa!"
Ye Qinghuan's sword penetrated a foreign strong man again.
Of the seven powerful men, only six were left in an instant. They were all injured and their faces changed wildly.
The strength of this killing god was beyond their imagination. At this moment, they only felt endless regret and fear.
"The killing has just begun."
Ye Qinghuan looked calm and harvested the lives of these people. Since they are interested in his secret, let them feel it slowly!