The first thousand three hundred and forty-two chapters
Whether it is Eastern or Western practice, one thing is the same, that is, belief is invincible, and only the belief in martial arts is invincible!
It's just that the practitioners in the East believe in themselves only, and firmly believe that only they are the most powerful and invincible. But the West is different. They firmly believe that gods are invincible. The more firmly believers are, the more divine power they possess.
, and it becomes more and more powerful.
But once faith collapses, it may lead to the collapse of the entire skill. This is because if Eastern warriors doubt their beliefs, it will also lead to the same situation.
Ordinary people are cunning and changeable, and have little faith or principles, but the more powerful a warrior is, the firmer his faith is. There may be people who are just as cruel and vicious, but it is absolutely impossible to be a person without faith.
Many great saints around them gasped. At this stage, they naturally understood what situation the Red Coat Bishop was facing. Once his faith collapsed, the consequences would be disastrous, and it would be very normal for him to self-destruct on the spot.
"What a cruel heart!"
Everyone suddenly came up with this idea, but this is something that only one has the ability to do. This goes against the worldview they know, and all three views have collapsed.
Just like ordinary people who have seen a ghost, they panic.
But at the same time, they were also curious about how Ye Xiwen was able to break free from the Great Prophecy Technique easily. No, it should be said that he didn't even struggle. It was just that the Great Prophecy Technique failed on him. This was the most terrifying thing.
If it were them, they would probably be terrified.
However, Ye Xiwen had no intention of continuing to shake the red archbishop's belief, nor did he pursue this point to pursue him.
Because he doesn't need to, relying on his absolute strength, he can already crush any opponent.
"Damn it! How dare you question my Lord!"
The red archbishop was worthy of being a man who had experienced hundreds of battles. He quickly stabilized his position and was not fooled by Ye Xiwen's words. On the contrary, the belief in his heart became even stronger.
However, being firm was of no use, and the legendary Lord could not help him at this time. In front of Ye Xiwen's absolute strength, his strength was too fragile, and he could not even compete with Ye Xiwen at all.
"Boom!"
A huge fist struck on the spot, and the sky instantly collapsed. It hit the red archbishop directly.
"Time, stop!"
The red archbishop roared, and infinite holy light surged out from his palms. Everything stopped, as if time had really stopped, but Ye Xiwen seemed to feel nothing, and his fist
In an instant, he passed through the stasis of time and was smashed to pieces.
The sky was directly blasted through, and the glow swept across all directions, rising in mighty force.
"Bang!"
Ye Xiwen's fist completely hit the chest of the red archbishop. On the spot, a great saint was beaten to pieces by Ye Xiwen. The divine power that was originally used to protect him seemed to be vulnerable at this time. This was caused by countless pure beliefs.
The protective power condensed by his power collapsed directly. In front of Ye Xiwen, he looked too naive and too fragile.
"puff!"
He spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body flew out like a cannonball, dragging a bloody figure in the sky.
Ye Xiwen was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue the pursuit. Suddenly, from the sky, a harsh sound broke through the air. The terrifying gun gas formed a long dragon and penetrated everything. Everything, in front of this gun gas, was visible.
Up, they are all so fragile.
"boom!"
At this time, it was the Great Holy Knight who took action. He could not just watch the red archbishop die in Ye Xiwen's hands, otherwise he would really be fighting alone. He would never let this happen.
He is also extremely ruthless, and the time he chooses is very accurate. At this time, Ye Xiwen is at the moment when his old strength has exhausted all his new strength, and he is at his weakest. It is the best time to launch an attack at this time.
when.
"This move of yours may be useful for others, but for me, it's far from good!" Ye Xiwen raised his head to the sky and roared. Everyone thought that he had exhausted all his strength.
A powerful force instantly burst out from his body. To others, this was a weakness, but to Ye Xiwen, it was nothing at all, because his Heavenly Phoenix Regeneration Technique was restoring him anytime and anywhere.
What old force and new force mean to him at all.
The long sword waved, and a rainbow danced out, sweeping out.
"when!"
The guns and swords collided directly, and the terrifying power that erupted was like moving mountains and seas, turning into a frenzy of energy that swept out in all directions.
"Xilulu!"
There was a burst of screams, and suddenly, everyone saw the terrifying nightmare beast where the Great Holy Knight was sitting, spitting out a mouthful of blood, with a bit of hell breath, and the front legs suddenly broke and threw the Great Holy Knight out.
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"What a terrifying power. One person suppressed the Great Holy Knight one by one. This man is definitely not a human being, but a monster in human skin!"
Some people said with frightened emotion that they were scared to death by Ye Xiwen. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how could they believe such nonsense.
That one man and one horse could actually suppress the powerful Holy Knight and his Nightmare Beast was like a miracle. It was a sight that was not even found in myths and legends.
Everyone looked like they had seen a ghost, and they were almost scared to death by Ye Xiwen. Although they had long thought that his strength was overestimated, when they actually saw it, they still felt like this.
They still underestimated Ye Xiwen too much.
I'm afraid he hasn't even estimated even half of it. Where is the bottom line of his real strength? Does it mean that he must invite the most elite beings in the world to suppress them?
Many people's hearts are extremely complicated, but even more people have the intention of quitting. Such a powerful old monster is indeed not something they can match.
Before, it was just a pilgrimage to the Holy Mountain, and not many people really paid attention to it. But now, in full view of everyone, such an almost mythical achievement has been achieved.
How could Ye Xiwen not know the reason for being unreasonable and beating a drowned dog? He was not willing to let go of this nightmare knight. He jumped up and like an eagle pounced on its prey, the sword light came down like a sharp bird's beak.
"Bang!"
Although the Great Holy Knight barely resisted, he still couldn't stop Ye Xiwen, whose strength and speed were like a monster, and he was suddenly knocked away.
"puff!"
The Great Holy Knight spurted out a mouthful of blood and screamed. He kept retreating and his face turned pale. They had only fought twice and he was severely injured. If he continued, how could he still pay it off?
From this, a boundless intention to retreat suddenly arose in his heart. Although killing Ye Xiwen was a great achievement, there was no need to risk his own life. As a completely different species from the Bright Knights, they acted naturally.
There is no such thing as betraying a teammate. What's more, that person is not a teammate, but the Archbishop of the Light Holy See who has been dealing with their Dark Holy See all year round. Because of this, there is no need for him to die miserably for the red Archbishop.
In Ye Xiwen's hands.
Thinking of this, he quickly retreated, not even caring about the Nightmare Beast, his old friend for many years, and left it to fend for itself. He could only retreat quickly, turn into a ball of black light, and run away quickly.
Ye Xiwen sneered and said, "If you want to leave, your thinking is too simple. Do you think this is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
"Qiang!"
A sharp clang sound was heard, and an astonishing sword light formed on Ye Xiwen's hand, and it became more and more powerful under the true energy he input.
"Burial Sword Art!"
This astonishing sword light turned into a shocking sword river, penetrated the void, directly penetrated the chest of the nightmare knight, and exploded on the spot, turning into a rain of blood.
A powerful Great Holy Knight-level nightmare knight died tragically, which was extremely heroic.
The death of this powerful Holy Knight also completely shocked those who were ready to move. Most of them had only heard of the Pilgrimage Mountain and had never seen it with their own eyes. How could they compare with what they saw now.
That feeling is completely incomparable.
At this moment, on the other side, the Red Archbishop didn't care about the Nightmare Knight and was about to escape, otherwise the whole army might really be annihilated.
There was no way Ye Xiwen could let him go, so he immediately chased him out and chased him on the spot. His kick came down like lightning, tearing the night apart. The red archbishop was cut to pieces by Ye Xiwen on the spot, and blood spurted out.
The red archbishop died tragically and his soul was completely destroyed.
There was silence in the night sky, and it seemed that one could hear the rapid breathing of everyone. In the distance, there were sounds of heavenly tribulations, which kept falling and made Zhang Li extremely embarrassed. Fortunately, it was just an ordinary heavenly tribulation, and Zhang Li was prepared
He had enough energy and was back to his peak condition, so although he was in a sorry state, he had a near miss and his life was not in danger.
But at this time, he who was going through the tribulation was not the focus of everyone's eyes, but the cyan figure floating in the air was the absolute focus of everyone's eyes.
It was as if that person was not a human being, but a super monster.
One person killed all the elites of the two behemoths, the Dark Holy See and the Light Holy See. They had to see this strength in awe.
Many people had quietly retreated at this time. Under Ye Xiwen's gaze, who dared to stay? It was different from when they arrived with great fanfare. When they left, they left quietly, wishing that no one would know.
