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Chapter 939 Battle!

bring it on!

Ye Qinghuan's eyes were cold, and he suddenly swung out his left fist. His left arm, which had been tempered by the red blood of Hongyan, erupted with a red divine light, like a peerless divine light, sweeping across everything.

boom!

Ye Qinghuan's left fist collided with the gray sword, causing a thunderous roar that shook the earth. An invisible giant wave swept out, as if a major earthquake had occurred, shaking a kilometer in radius.

"Katakataka!"

The gray sword began to break section by section. Under Ye Qinghuan's left fist, it could not withstand it, and it completely collapsed in a few breaths.

"How can it be!"

The pupils of the two holy sons of the dark forces shrank slightly, and they were extremely frightened.

"Ye Shashen is so terrifying!" Even the elders of the Holy See were horrified.

Duolun's eyes flickered, and his eyes kept flashing with light.

Boom!

The gray sword completely collapsed and turned into gray fragments, floating in the air and losing its power.

However.

The Holy Lord suddenly showed a sneer, his eyes were cold, and said: "Do you think this is the end? This is the real killing move!"

"Whoa!"

Countless gray fragments actually hit Ye Qinghuan, with a real aura of death. Only then was it revealed that the gray fragments were not fast and did not look sharp.

But Ye Qinghuan knew that there was hidden Qi of Death in it. Once it was touched, it would be invaded into the body and the internal organs would be corroded.

"Hmph, only a few people including the Pope of the Holy See can resist this move, and you are not included among them!" The Holy Lord's eyes were cold.

"Does this little trick make you so proud?"

Ye Qinghuan suddenly said coldly, and his left arm suddenly shot into the sky with red light, bursting out with a peerless divine light, and the Qi machine was domineering and violent, piercing everything.

The gray fragments, under this red light, just like water vapor evaporating at an accelerated rate under the sun, dissipated piece by piece and turned into blue smoke.

"What is your left arm?"

The Holy Lord's eyes flashed with extreme horror.

Ye Qinghuan's eyes were cold. His left arm was tempered with the blood of red rock in the Bronze Secret Realm. It was a real treasure.

It is a pity that Ye Qinghuan's current strength is too low and he cannot fully exert its power, but his left arm has also become indestructible.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Qinghuan was able to use the magical power of the Nirvana Palm!

The power of the Nirvana Palm is infinite. It is a magical power that Ye Qinghuan once mastered. Of course, it is the most elementary, but for the current earth, it is definitely the top killing move.

Ye Qinghuan used the Nirvana Palm twice in total. Once, he killed the Vatican's protector.

The second time, Ye Qinghuan destroyed the Japanese fleet. Even the cruiser was destroyed in Ye Qinghuan's hands. One can imagine its power.

It's just that every time the Nirvana Palm is used, it takes a long time to recover. The second time, Ye Qinghuan couldn't use the Nirvana Palm.

But when he activated the Blood-killing Bead, his strength skyrocketed and the duration of the Nirvana Palm was shortened.

So now, Ye Qinghuan cannot use the Nirvana Palm. It will take a long time. Otherwise, once the Nirvana Palm is used, the world will collapse and the earth will shake. Not to mention this Holy Lord, even the entire Dark Castle will

was directly destroyed.

"Okay, very good. You are stronger and more powerful than I thought. You are indeed the Chinese God of Killing, a monster that has not been born for hundreds of years!"

The Holy Master's eyes changed for a while, and finally his eyes were revealed, and he praised Ye Qinghuan.

"However, the background of our dark forces is beyond your imagination. I have not used the tenth level of strength. You are not my opponent after all."

"I know how evil you are. If you kneel down now and join our dark forces, I will help you completely. I can even make you my successor. The dark forces will be under your control from now on."

"Now that the Pope is gone, you have the ability to eliminate the Holy See, unify Europe, and become the master of Europe."

The Holy Lord smiled lightly, thinking that he had given a huge temptation and was waiting for Ye Qinghuan to choose.

"How could the Holy Lord?" The long-haired Holy Son's expression changed. Now that the other Holy Sons are dead, he has a great chance of becoming the Holy Lord.

Now, the Holy Lord actually asked this guy to join the dark forces and wanted to train him, which the long-haired Holy Son could not accept.

"Idiot." The golden female saint showed a trace of disdain, "Holy Lord, you just deceived him. When he joins the dark forces, you will naturally have a way to suppress him."

"The Holy Lord of Europe cannot be a Chinese!"

The face of the long-haired saint changed.

"Ye Qinghuan, don't believe him, he must be lying to you!" Duolun exclaimed.

The Holy Lord was extremely confident, with a calm face, staring straight at Ye Qinghuan, and smiled: "Lord of Europe, all I need is for you to kneel down now, worship me as your teacher, and join our dark forces... This will be very helpful to you.

, no loss at all!”

"Yes." Ye Qinghuan's face was also very calm, "But it needs to be changed a little. As long as you kneel down now and become my slave, I agree to become the master of the dark forces and let you reach the pinnacle of the dark forces."

"You!" The Holy Master's face changed, and his expression became extremely gloomy, "You are seeking your own death. Today, you will definitely die!"

"Many people have said this to me, and later... they all died." Ye Qinghuan shook his head.

"Then let's try it!"

The Holy Lord was furious, the situation changed, and the whole world seemed to darken. The gray mist surged like a wave, surging crazily.

The Holy Lord flew into the sky, standing on the gray mist, and came towards Ye Qinghuan as if riding on the waves.

"kill!"

Gray mist rolled in, and the Holy Lord stood on the top of the wave, like a god, with endless murderous intent rising into the sky, freezing cold.

The aura of death that hit his face made Ye Qinghuan's black hair dance. His face was cold and his black eyes were calm, letting his black robes dance wildly.

"Stupid boy, you asked for this, just die!"

The Holy Lord came, bursting out with shocking strength, his eyes were cold, and the internal strength of his body reached its peak, like an unrivaled god.

"This, this is the true strength of the Holy Lord!"

"Ye Shashen, can you still block this blow?"

Even the elders of the Holy See had their pupils constricted and became worried.

Oh my god!

Su Jingyi's face turned pale. She couldn't believe that there was such a terrifying power in the world, which could overwhelm mountains and destroy everything. It was as powerful as a god.

"Broken Sound Slash!"

Ye Qinghuan moved, first turning into a red light, and the moment he approached the Holy Lord, he directly used the Sound Breaking Slash. The red sound barrier surpassed the speed of sound and pierced everything.

"Poof" the blood surged wildly, and the red blood immediately splashed down.

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