Unlike the men and horses of the Holy See, this man is not dressed in pure black. There is a red border at the corner of his clothes, which looks like flames and blood, which is breathtaking.
"Does a mere young man want to go out to fight? Is there really no one in the Holy See, and it is actually the turn of young people to go out to fight?"
The long-haired saint sneered.
"Kneel down, surrender, and spare your lives!" Ye Qinghuan said calmly.
He just needs a strength in Europe, no matter what force it is, the Holy See, or the dark force, it's all the same.
"Who are you? You dare to talk to our Holy Son like this, you are seeking death!" an elder from the dark forces scolded, and he actually struck Ye Qinghuan with a palm.
Innate second level.
The force was so fierce that it was like splitting open the void, causing strong winds to burst out.
"die!"
Ye Qinghuan raised his head slightly, and gusts of strong wind flew out, instantly leaving dozens of scars on the elder of the dark force. It exploded like broken glass, blood surged, and he fell instantly.
died?
Will you die just by raising your hand?
Baker and the people from the dark forces were stunned. How could this young man be so powerful?
Baker's heart skipped a beat. He was worthy of being the Chinese God of Killer who killed the Holy Son of the Holy See and the Protector of the Holy See. His strength was so terrifying that killing an innate strong man was like killing a chicken.
"Who are you?" The long-haired Holy Son stood up with cold eyes, "This is a grudge between our dark forces and the Holy See. Do you have to intervene?"
Murderous intent emerges!
The eyes of the long-haired Holy Son were extremely cold, and the threat was self-evident.
"Surrender, or die!"
The Xuan Yan Sword was drawn out and hung in front of Ye Qinghuan with cold eyes.
"This sword?" The long-haired saint's eyes narrowed, and he pondered for a moment. Then he looked horrified and said in surprise: "You are the Chinese God of Death, Ye Qinghuan!"
"Since you know me, kneel down and surrender quickly, don't waste my time." Ye Qinghuan said directly, not in the mood to talk to him.
"Ye Shashen, what do you mean? Don't you have a grudge against the Holy See? Now we are helping you eradicate the Holy See, why do you need to interfere?" the long-haired Holy Son said in a deep voice.
"This is not your business. Kneel down and surrender, otherwise you will die!" Ye Qinghuan said impatiently.
The long-haired Holy Son was so angry that he vomited blood. He had a noble status and had a very noble status on the land of Europe. He was also a high-ranking Holy Son among the dark forces.
But facing this Chinese Ye Shashen, at this moment, he could only swallow his anger and gritted his teeth and said:
"Ye Shashen, you have extraordinary strength and single-handedly destroyed the Holy See. After all, we all have the same enemy. We don't want to be your enemy. But this does not mean that our dark forces are afraid of you. To be honest, if there is no Pope
Existence, the Holy See may not be the opponent of our dark forces."
As he spoke, the long-haired saint's eyes turned dark and cold, overcoming the chills.
"So, you have to think carefully whether you want to be an enemy of our Holy See!"
Ye Qinghuan shook his head slightly and frowned, "After saying so much, you are just looking for death. Just say so."
The Xuan Yan Sword flew out of his hand, and a surge of sword intent shot out at dawn, piercing the sky, and it was freezing cold.
"Ye Shashen, we don't want to be your enemy. We just want you to mind your own business. I'm analyzing the situation for you. Don't be too overbearing." The long-haired Holy Son shouted hurriedly.
Obviously, he is still very afraid of this Chinese God of Killing who has single-handedly weakened the Holy See.
"Hmph, why are you so afraid? I want to learn about the strength of this Chinese God of Killing!" At this time, a saint named Leng Wai, holding a big sword, struck violently.
"Everyone from the dark forces, kill me!"
In an instant, this holy son, plus ten innate-level elders, attacked Ye Qinghuan directly.
With so many innate experts taking action at the same time, their internal energy surged like a stormy sea, and violent hurricanes formed around them, sweeping in like tornadoes.
Even more terrifying than tornadoes, because these hurricanes are formed by strong winds and can cut metal.
"cut!"
The silver sword fell, and the Dark Son's attack became even more violent and terrifying. The sword energy was filled with murderous intent, as if it had cut through half of the sky.
Even the expressions of the elders of the Vatican behind Ye Qinghuan changed slightly. The strength of these elders of the dark forces was indeed terrifying, and with the addition of a Holy Son, this terrifying strength was definitely not something that one person could handle.
"Everyone in the Holy See, take action!" Duolun shouted coldly and was about to take action directly.
"go to hell!"
However, before they had time to take action, Ye Qinghuan had already moved and directly launched the Listening to the Rain Sword Domain.
Listening to the Rain Sword Domain is a group attack, so it is most suitable for a group of people to attack like this.
moment.
Everyone in the dark forces felt that they were enveloped by a gray sword field, and the real white light lit up, which was the invisible sword energy, killing monstrous and extremely sharp.
"ah!"
Soon, an elder shouted out, horrified, blood spurted out, and his body was cut into thousands of pieces by thousands of swords.
"Ah!" "Ah!"
The screams kept ringing. These ordinary innate warriors could not stop Ye Qinghuan's Tingyu Sword Domain. In fact, this was just the Tingyu Sword Domain with twenty-two sword qi.
Ye Qinghuan has not yet used the real twenty-three sword qi of Tingyu Sword Domain.
A group of elders from the Holy See were horrified to see this, and they were thankful in their hearts. Fortunately, they did not offend this Ye Killing God that day, otherwise, their fate would have been the same as that of these dark forces.
The Chinese God of Death is truly terrifying!
"You go to hell!"
The Holy Son of Darkness is still alive. In the sword field, the internal energy of his body explodes, his eyes are red, and he bursts out with shocking power and kills Ye Qinghuan.
"Broken Sound Slash!"
Ye Qinghuan's eyes were cold and he flew out with a sword. The Xuan Yan Sword exceeded the speed of sound and formed a sound barrier. It was as fast as lightning and did not allow the Dark Son to resist and directly penetrated his body.
"call out!"
The dark body stopped and lowered his head slightly. He saw that a big hole had been pierced in his chest. There was nothing there, but blood was gushing out.
All fell!
A group of elders of the Holy See almost suffocated and swallowed dryly. These were the elites of the dark forces. In less than five minutes, they all died in the hands of this Chinese murderer.
"The dark forces may be even more miserable than our Holy See right now." A group of elders thought in their hearts.
"Okay, I'll leave the garbage down there to you."
Without Ye Qinghuan's orders, these elders flew directly into the Vatican branch below and started killing. These were ordinary disciples. Without the innate warriors, they were still opponents.
As for the long-haired Holy Son, he had already escaped at the moment when everyone was moved, and should have gone to the headquarters to report the news.
Ye Qinghuan's consciousness had naturally discovered it a long time ago, but he didn't care. He just asked their headquarters to gather everyone together, and he didn't bother to run away from place to place.