Ye Qinghuan's eyes were cold, and a spiritual barrier was held up. Even if he could bear the palm of the great elder, he would still kill Song Longcheng.
Don’t leave any harm behind!
"Are you crazy? Do you want to die with me?" Song Longcheng shouted in horror.
His speed skyrocketed, and he wanted to escape quickly, like a bolt of lightning.
But he was fast, and Ye Qinghuan was even faster. Ye Qinghuan's murderous intention was determined in his heart, and his speed reached the limit, and he wanted to kill Song Longcheng with one sword.
"Neuropathy!"
Song Longcheng was so angry that he vomited blood, literally spitting out a mouthful of blood. He burned his life in exchange for powerful power and ran fast.
"I said, you can't kill him, stop!"
The great elder's palm was extremely fierce, and there were thunder rolling and crackling all around, like a volcano erupting, with tens of millions of power.
This palm can split half of the mountain.
"boom!"
Ye Qinghuan ignored it and allowed the palm to hit his back. Blood spurted out and his skin was instantly torn.
Even though Ye Qinghuan's body was no weaker than that of a body refiner and was already as strong as steel, it was still somewhat unbearable under the great elder's palm.
Ye Qinghuan's body suddenly shook, and his internal organs received a huge impact, but his sword had already slashed down, right on Song Longcheng's body.
"Whoa!"
Song Longcheng's body was filled with blood. However, he did not die, but one of his arms was chopped off by Ye Qinghuan.
Holding back the pain and letting the blood surge wildly, Song Longcheng didn't even pick up the severed arm, fled quickly, and shot out.
"Ye Qinghuan, if you cut off one of my arms, please remember, I will definitely take revenge!"
Song Longcheng screamed miserably as he flew all the way.
He was also extremely scared in his heart. If the great elder of the Holy See was not here today, he would have died long ago.
"Fortunately, I was cautious enough and was able to save my life. Next time, I must be absolutely sure before I take revenge!"
Song Longcheng suddenly changed and ran away, thinking happily.
"die!"
Ye Qinghuan suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched the magic weapon, and a dark force shot out, shooting directly into Song Longcheng's body, causing him to spurt out a large mouthful of blood again.
This dark energy, Ye Qinghuan used some tricks, even if he did not kill Song Longcheng, it would stay in his body and continuously destroy Song Longcheng's internal organs.
Let him die in pain.
Although Ye Qinghuan prefers to kill Song Longcheng instantly, but now, he no longer has time to take care of a small Song Longcheng.
"I said, you can't hurt him, I will definitely make you pay a hundred times the price!"
The great elder was extremely angry, with flames burning in his eyes. He suddenly struck Ye Qinghuan with a palm, and a series of turbulent waves came towards him.
"Old man, do you really think you are so powerful?"
Ye Qinghuan looked coldly and took a step forward, thousands of murderous intentions rising into the sky.
The Xuan Yan Sword surged, and Ye Qinghuan rushed forward, killing mercilessly. The blood and energy in his body mobilized, and his strength instantly reached its peak.
"Broken Sound Slash!"
"Lihuo Purple Flame Eyes!"
"Listen to the Rain Sword Domain!"
Ye Qinghuan took action angrily, with extremely violent and cold killing moves. Ye Qinghuan used them for free, and the power swept half of the sky.
The Japanese 71 fighter jets had all been destroyed and turned into wreckage by Ye Qinghuan's powerful means.
Even the great elder was defeated steadily.
"How is it possible, how is it possible for him to become so powerful? Even the great elder of the Holy See is no match for him?" Sato was shocked, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
"He is the Martial Emperor and is invincible!" Matsushima shouted tremblingly.
"waste!"
Sato kicked him away.
"kill!"
Ye Qinghuan's sword was extremely violent, killing coldly, and his battle with the Great Elder made his realm more stable, and his strength became stronger and stronger.
The great elder was shocked in his heart. What state was this man in? How could he become more and more powerful as he fought?
Although the Great Elder was in a stable situation and did not have the upper hand, and his attacks were very violent, Ye Qinghuan's growth frightened him.
He was anxious and wanted to kill Ye Qinghuan more and more.
This guy is too evil and cannot be allowed to grow.
However, the more anxious he became, the more panicked he became. Ye Qinghuan caught a flaw and slashed out with his sword.
"Lihuo Purple Flame Eyes!"
While the great elder was resisting his sword, Ye Qinghuan once again activated the Lihuo Purple Flame Eye, which was so powerful that it shot directly through the void and suddenly towards the great elder.
But the Great Elder's strength was indeed astonishing. He tried his best to avoid it, but in the end, Ye Qinghuan's two rays shot through his abdomen, and a large mouthful of blood burst out.
This blow was enough to injure the great elder.
With the rest, Ye Qinghuan could gain the upper hand and slowly kill him.
Last time, Ye Qinghuan used the blood-killing beads and was seriously injured at the same time as the judge.
But this time, Ye Qinghuan was able to kill the great elder without opening the blood-killing bead, which was enough to show the gap between the two.
"Very good!"
Qiu Yihan and others looked across the screen and finally saw that Ye Qinghuan had the upper hand, and they suddenly became happy.
This battle was so dangerous that they were frightened and a little nervous. Now, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"You forced me to do this!"
The great elder stood up, letting the blood in his abdomen flow, his eyes extremely cold.
He took out a golden crown from his arms, carefully carved, like a perfect handicraft.
But, this is more than just a work of art.
Even Ye Qinghuan's eyes moved slightly, feeling a strong pressure. This was definitely a treasure.
At least, on Earth.
This crown should also be a sacred object of the Holy See, and its value is even greater than the sacred weapon in the hands of the Holy Son and the golden sword of Song Longcheng.
"All of this is because you forced me to go to this point. I originally wanted to turn our hostility into friendship with you, but it was your arrogance that led to your death."
The great elder's eyes were cold and he scolded loudly.
"Now, you can repent, it's your turn to regret!"
His momentum exploded, with the crown in his hand, as if he was holding the world in one hand, and his pressure was like a mountain, as if there was a volcano that was about to erupt at any time.
Ye Qinghuan's expression was indifferent and he said softly: "After talking so much, are you still scared?"
Ye Qinghuan smiled softly, which immediately broke the elder's heart.
"I'm afraid, why should I be afraid? With the Pope's crown in hand, my combat power can increase by five levels. I was able to kill you before, but now I can even crush you!" the great elder said angrily.
"You're still scared!"
"I said, it's you who should be afraid, it's you!" The great elder was extremely angry, his face was distorted, his murderous intent was overwhelming, and his huge aura erupted.
"You, kneel down and beg for mercy now. Follow me to the Holy See to atone for your sins. If you have been a slave for fifty years, I will consider sparing your life!" The Great Elder was majestic and had supreme pressure.