The white fla seed capable of consuming everything, even the air was devoured completely. The massive flas transford into a wall of fire in the air, surging towards An Yiqing like an overwhelming force!
At the sa ti, An Yiqing narrowed her eyes, and the Qingying Sword traced a cold arc through the air. The Dragon bound around her roared and charged towards the wall of fire!
In an instant, everything in the world seed to be burned to ashes by the two forces. The Sacred Knights and Thirteen Blood Generals spewed blood violently and collapsed to the ground.
Boom——!
The loud noise lasted for over a minute, the scorching wall of fire gradually disappeared, and the mighty Dragon returned once more to An Yiqing’s side, dissipating into the air.
An Zhifeng and the others struggled to stand, looking towards An Yiqing and isite.
isite’s face was ashen, his body covered in blood, his previous grace and composure nowhere to be seen. His body swayed twice before he finally couldn’t hold on and plopped to the ground.
anwhile, An Yiqing sat cross-legged on the ground. Her face was pale, her breath weak, and she seed about to disappear entirely!
An Zhifeng and the others panicked upon seeing this and hurriedly stepped forward.
"Your opponent is here!" The Sacred Knight suddenly stepped forward, blocking the Thirteen Blood Generals’ path.
An Zhifeng and the others shouted, "Get out of the way!"
Both sides clashed again, while An Yiqing seed to have lost her hearing, oblivious to the events around her.
isite sat on the ground gasping for air, squinting coldly at An Yiqing. He took out his phone and gently pressed a few buttons.
Imdiately, two middle-aged n who had been waiting outside walked into the hall. They glanced at An Yiqing and walked over to isite, helping him up.
"Archbishop Korr, the enemy is very stubborn; I’ll leave the next part to you and Knight Adam." isite said respectfully to the two n. Although he was the Church’s agent in Xuanjin, his status was not as noble as these two n. Korr and Adam were from the Church of Divine Country, directly subordinate to the Pope. Their power was undoubtedly superior to isite’s.
Moreover... isite let out a sneer, Korr brought with him the Pope’s Holy Cross; it would be hard for An Yiqing to survive!
"Leave it to , this woman consorts with the Blood Clan, I must redeem her." Korr said coldly, turning his gaze towards An Yiqing.
He glanced at Adam, who ca along with him. They nodded at each other and began chanting.
The Holy Cross burst into a powerful light, and compared to the white light isite had just released, it was rely a glimr!
"Oh Lord, forgive your followers! Purify their souls, grant them eternal life..."
The chanting grew louder, the faces of the Thirteen Blood Generals turned ashen; they knew if that light struck An Yiqing, she would be obliterated!
An Zhifeng and Zhang Yufeng, on the brink of collapse, desperately rushed towards An Yiqing, determined to kill their enemies, already at their wit’s end.
"Protect the Miss! She must not die!"
However, Lancelot and others quickly caught up, once again entangling An Zhifeng and Zhang Yufeng. All watched helplessly as the light coalesced by Korr and Adam completely engulfed An Yiqing!
"No——!"
A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the sky!
Zhang Yufeng coughed up a mouthful of blood, his whole body collapsing to the ground!
"Miss!"
"Xiao Feng!"
The hysterical shouts were full of indelible pain.
Seeing An Yiqing engulfed by the white light, isite finally breathed a sigh of relief. Korr and Adam also had satisfied smiles on their faces.
The Thirteen Blood Generals nearly went berserk! They had only one thought in mind — kill! Let everyone accompany the Miss in death!
Lancelot and others were frightened by the Thirteen Blood Generals’ intense murderous intent, scrambling to fend off their attacks. At this mont, An Zhifeng and the others had lost their minds, seeing red with murder.
However——
"You will all die!"
A low, cold voice suddenly resonated in the hall, devoid of any emotion like it ca from the Nine Nether Hell, making everyone shiver.
Lancelot and the Thirteen Blood Generals involuntarily stopped their actions, isite and the others’ smiles froze on their faces.
All eyes turned to the white light surrounding An Yiqing. As the white light gradually dissipated, An Yiqing sat cross-legged in place, unhard, and before her stood a man dressed in black, like the Netherworld King, exuding a bone-chilling killing intent.
General Gu!
The Thirteen Blood Generals were overjoyed, the Miss was safe! General Gu is here!
Just now, it was Gu Yelin who shielded An Yiqing from that fatal blow!
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