"A thousand people, and I'm the first? I want to see how you..."
Xu Fan was done with Ma Wen's nonsense. Using the Luo Yan Step, he seed to teleport, crossing the distance instantly to appear before Ma Wen. His fist, shrouded in ominous darkness, carried a montum as if to tear the sky apart, fiercely smashing toward Ma Wen's face.
Before Ma Wen could finish his sentence, he felt the surge of spiritual power and the overwhelming killing intent. Terrified, he quickly unleashed Mysterious Light; faint starlight fell, slightly blocking Xu Fan's punch, and he hastily retreated, widening the distance from Xu Fan.
Instant short-range movent was a thod possessed by Kai Yang Realm experts, yet it was executed by Xu Fan, a re Zhiwei Realm junior. How could Ma Wen not be terrified?
What terrified Ma Wen even more was that the power contained in Xu Fan's punch just now was enough to threaten his existence! It contained considerable Rule Power!
At this mont, Ma Wen had stopped fretting over how Xu Fan, a re Zhiwei Realm, could comprehend and exert Rule Power, which should be reserved for the Kai Yang Realm. Ma Wen just wanted to make enough noise to bring the Pope to his aid.
This boy is truly a monster!
Although Xu Fan was brimming with killing intent, he didn't hurry to slay Ma Wen, opting instead to entangle with him. Using the physical advantage, he occasionally inflicted so wounds on Ma Wen, yet refrained from delivering a fatal blow, like a cat playing with a mouse.
It's not that Xu Fan didn't want to kill, but… one Ma Wen couldn't quell his fury.
Since Ma Wen wanted to escalate things, Xu Fan deliberately escalated things, hoping to draw out thousands of experts, ideally bringing forth the Pope himself, and then slaughtering them all!
Above, the battle between the two shook the earth and mountains, destroying buildings and toppling tall walls one after another.
Below, there was already a scene of bloodshed and carnage.
Initially, Jiang Quan could restrain his killing intent, but after killing a few, he found Shi Lei still pointing out targets. The bloodlust within him could no longer be suppressed and he exploded, going on a killing spree!
In fact, Jiang Quan had long been filled with rage. Although he didn't have much exposure to Mr. Xu, he understood his nature and deanor very well. Mr. Xu, generally good-tempered, was infuriated by the Church of Light to such an extent, which made Jiang Quan desire nothing more than to massacre the Church utterly!
Previously, you could bully , insult , and I could not care less.
But now, you've bullied Mr. Xu, and Jiang Quan would not agree with it one bit!
Qing Niao Flying Sword's radiance flickered. The immortal sword, long yearning for blood, now fully unleashed its brilliance. With a flash of sword radiance, a head fell!
Those who once looked down from on high now fled in disarray, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves, but how could they outrun the Qing Niao Flying Sword?
In just a short mont, dozens of people, including the Church of Light's brightest young talent, Matthew, fell under the Qing Niao Immortal Sword.
The entire courtyard had beco an Asura field, rivers of blood flowing!
From afar, countless bewildered experts rushed over. Witnessing the scene, they gasped in shock, trembling with fear, vomiting on the spot, loudly reprimanding.
Yet before they could finish a sentence, a cold light flashed, and Qing Niao Immortal Sword cut their throats.
A blood-soaked feast unfolded within the Church of Light!
A spirit pill for replenishing spiritual power was slapped into Jiang Quan's mouth. The Qing Niao Immortal Sword's edge grew even sharper, blood flowing everywhere, spreading further, seemingly wanting to drown the entire Church of Light.
Jiang Quan howled with laughter, reveling at the zenith!
The Church of Light, peaceful for hundreds of years, now fell into unprecedented catastrophe due to Xu Fan's wrath!
The Qing Niao Immortal Sword in Jiang Quan's hand, like a at grinder, claid the lives of nurous disciples absolutely loyal to the Church of Light. In the end, even the most devout disciples of the Church of Light, seeing the murderer Jiang Quan, began to waver in their faith.
They naturally didn't know the reason Jiang Quan attacked the Church of Light. They also didn't know the identity of the figure battling Archbishop Ma Wen in the sky. They simply pondered why the Church of Light would provoke such terrifying beings!
"Stop!"
Finally, with a loud shout, the already cowardly mbers of the Church of Light froze in their tracks, retreating outward in a hurry. Though they had long lost their fighting spirit, retreating in battle was a grave offense within the Church of Light. The man who called them off must hold extrely high status!
The newcor was a refined middle-aged man, eyes like lightning, face flushed red with extre anger—Arthur!
Though Arthur's strength was not particularly great, he was the steward beside the Princess, who won the Pope's favor. This revealed Arthur's standing in the Pope's eyes. Even an archbishop dared not act high and mighty before Arthur.
"What on earth happened here?"
Arthur's gaze swept over the faces of the Church of Light's disciples one by one, yet no one responded.
This scene only fueled Arthur's anger.
In the grand Church of Light, a bloody storm raged, claiming countless disciples, yet no one knew the cause of the battle!
Could there be such absurdity in the world?
Unlike others, Arthur had traveled outside the Church of Light in previous years. Seeing this scene, while furious, he was also deeply disappointed in the Church's mbers.
However, the focus right now was not on scolding the crowd.
"Who are you? Our Church of Light bears no grudge against you; why the slaughter within our walls?" Arthur fixed his gaze on Jiang Quan and Shi Lei beside him, his mind racing, yet unable to identify who these two were.
Jiang Quan smirked eerily, enveloped in a shroud of blood, exuding an indescribable peculiarity. To the terrified crowd, Jiang Quan now seed like a demon.
Yet Jiang Quan didn't spare a glance at the others, nor did he address Arthur who stepped forward. Instead, he respectfully reported upwards, "Mr. Xu, of the thousand, nine hundred ninety-nine have been slain."
Xu Fan wanted to kill a thousand n, and Jiang Quan, without hesitation, was determined to et this mark, whether in the Dark Council or the Church of Light. However, Jiang Quan understood that Xu Fan was seething with killing intent and naturally aid to kill. Of a thousand, nine hundred ninety-nine were slain; the last one was undoubtedly the struggling Archbishop Ma Wen beneath Xu Fan's onslaught!
"Xu Fan?"
Arthur abruptly looked upward, peering at the sowhat familiar figure, a look of utter shock plastered on his face!
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