Ye Qinghuan's last punch directly knocked the green-robed saint away. He fell straight down and hit the ground, creating a huge hole.
The two guardians were still standing calmly in the distance, and then one of them flew out and caught the green-robed saint.
Like a chicken, she lifted him back.
With one person missing, Ye Qinghuan's attack became even more powerful, furious and violent, with overwhelming punches and shadows of swords. Ye Qinghuan punched the back of the previously broken arm.
Blood sprayed on the holy scripture. The Holy Son also fell and was slashed wildly by Ye Qinghuan's sword. He was covered in blood and was also caught by the protector.
escape!
Zuo Long, the only remaining ancient Thai boxer among the seven powerful men and a group of elders, suddenly had this idea in his mind.
He felt extremely regretful in his heart. He was too greedy. He coveted the secrets of such an evil genius.
He no longer stayed, his body's speed reached its limit, he wanted to break through the sword field and escape directly.
"Can you escape?"
Ye Qinghuan's eyes were cold. Once he started taking action, he never thought about letting anyone go.
"kill!"
Ye Qinghuan turned into lightning, and a sword flashed in front of the ancient boxer Zuo Long, with murderous intent rising into the sky.
"No, don't kill me, I am willing to surrender, become your slave, work for you, and even deal with the Holy See!" Zuo Long shouted crazily.
He was desperate to survive.
"Rubbish!"
Ye Qinghuan cut off Zuo Long's head with a sword. Although his strength was good, he was stronger than the people around Ye Qinghuan for the time being.
But it is only a matter of time before Yingying, Xiaoying, Yu Lianxiong and others grow up.
"escape!"
Arthur shouted loudly, and the three of them immediately flew away, turned into rainbows, and wanted to fly directly out of the sword field.
"No one can leave!"
Ye Qinghuan was extremely indifferent and took action again. In the sword field, a storm of sword blades swept across, mercilessly strangulating, trying to crush everyone.
"You can all go to hell!"
Ye Qinghuan was extremely indifferent and squeezed the sword technique again. The sword field suddenly shook, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and the gray mist howled, like the end of the Nine Netherworld, terrifying and gloomy.
"kill!"
With a "boom", the sword field exploded, the sword energy exploded, white light burst out, and the entire sky was trembling, crawling under the explosion.
It's like a flash flood.
Except for Ye Qinghuan, everyone else was caught in the explosion and wrapped in smoke and dust, but everyone knew that no one could survive such a powerful explosion.
nobody!
"Whoa!"
The body of a Holy Son fell again, covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, and even the Holy See's holy weapon in his hand had lost its luster, as if he had been seriously injured.
A moment later, the body of Dongdu Shanye fell from the smoke and dust, covered with scars. Even the supreme swordsman of the Japanese country was no match after all.
Only Son Arthur is left.
"This, this is too scary!"
"Oh my god, the Chinese God of Death is so terrifying that even the Holy See is no match for him!"
"The strong man fell, the Holy Son shed blood, and the entire martial arts world will be shocked!"
Everyone was shocked. When they saw the fallen Holy Son and Dongdu Mountain, they were extremely shocked and their mouths felt dry for a while.
They never imagined that it would end like this. It was too powerful and unimaginable.
This is the Holy See, the European Holy See, the top power in the entire secular world, and each of the saints almost died tragically.
I couldn't have imagined this scene, and I still can't believe it.
"Hey, we still underestimated him. This God of Death is beyond our ability to predict!" Some seniors from China shook their heads. They had predicted that Ye Qinghuan would be defeated and fall.
"Yes, his realm is beyond what we can imagine. It would have been a bit ridiculous to speculate on him before." Several old men shook their heads.
They once lamented that Ye Qinghuan was young, frivolous, too impulsive, and did not have enough money.
When I think about it, I feel ashamed. Such a genius monster doesn't need a city or a character. He is invincible and will move forward indomitably.
Destroy everything!
"We in China have emerged as true dragons!"
"The real strong man in China has conquered the world. Fortunately, Song Longcheng did not succeed, otherwise we in China would have lost a talented person!"
"How can a mere Songlong City kill a monster like Ye Shashen!"
The Chinese warriors shouted one after another, their eyes bursting with excitement, looking at the black figure in the sky with great admiration.
Everyone was still in excitement, beaming with joy, as if they had a winning ticket.
"No, where is Holy Son Arthur? He hasn't appeared yet!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.
At this time, the gray smoke suddenly dispersed, and a figure gradually emerged.
The golden light shines brightly, standing proudly in the sky. Arthur's face is calm. His golden hair is a little messy and a little embarrassed, but he is not injured.
"This is... armor?"
"This is the Holy See's important treasure, the golden armor. I didn't expect that Arthur actually has two important treasures!"
Everyone was shocked. Arthur had in his hand a valuable treasure of the Holy See, the Star Scepter. It had supreme holy power and could purify all things. It was a highly offensive weapon.
Unexpectedly, Arthur actually had a golden armor on his body, which was shocking.
"What a powerful armor. It actually survived Ye Qinghuan's most powerful killing move."
"Arthur's power is hard to fathom. What is his strength?"
Everyone exclaimed, shocked by Arthur's power. The first holy son of the Holy See, his strength was unimaginable, and he should not be underestimated.
"Haha, the Holy Son of Arthur is still intact, I know, I know, the power of the Holy See is beyond your imagination!"
The prince shouted excitedly, bursting with energy and radiating light.
"Shut up!"
Yu Lianxiong became angry and stepped on the prince's legs. This was the last bit of integrity that remained after his limbs were broken off.
"Ah! I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
Screams of pain echoed through the sky.
"Haha, you are very strong. Really, indeed very strong. Even more terrifying than I imagined. You can actually force him to this point!"
The golden armor was revealed, and the golden light shone under the setting sun.
Arthur is holding the scepter. Although he is embarrassed, he still has an invincible posture, like a strong man after all, cold and proud, and cannot be blasphemed.
"It has been many years and no one has been able to force me to this point!"
"It's all the feeling of taking action. I haven't experienced it in a long time." Arthur showed a sneer, which was cold to the bone. "Let your blood come to commemorate my golden armor!"
"This, this is the real Arthur!"
"It's over. Didn't Arthur try his best? He still has two treasures. Even Ye Qinghuan's most powerful killing move has not defeated him. How can he defeat him?"
Everyone's expressions changed wildly, and they suddenly became worried. Arthur's strength was more terrifying than imagined.