"Ye Chuanqi!"
"Mr. Ye..."
"Young Master..."
There were a series of shocked exclamations, unexpectedly heard by everyone. None had anticipated that the foreign man’s strike would disperse Ye Qiu’s body. Jin Shanshun’s eyes were red, could the young master of the three great ancient clans he vowed to extinguish really be so easily annihilated?
Impossible, impossible!
Jin Shanshun’s heart scread disbelief, yet Ye Qiu’s body indeed was disintegrating, like a porcelain doll pierced by a spear, shattering into countless fragnts, flying everywhere.
Swish!
Qian Zhen Daoist, Chen Yifeng, Wang Hutang, and others awoke, suddenly witnessing such a scene, instantly shocked.
Understanding the situation swiftly, they imdiately took action.
"Coming to our China, killing our top masters in public, today you will not leave once you co." Qian Zhen Daoist was angry, this was the first ti in many years he expressed anger, at least Tang Yao had never seen his master infuriated before.
When Qian Zhen Daoist took action, he unleashed the Rule Power of earth he just comprehended. If it weren’t for Ye Qiu’s words, he would still be unable to comprehend the Rule Power of earth. And this person before him dared to publicly kill Ye Qiu, utterly disregarding the entire martial world.
"Attack!" Chen Yifeng, Wang Hutang, Ren Hesheng, and Elder Jin all took action.
Instantly, the crowd encircled the foreign man, glaring angrily, brewing their attacks.
The foreign man smiled, saying, "Your so-called number one in martial arts is nothing special. I killed him, let alone the rest of you. I advise you, if you step back, I’ll leave after killing him. If you wish to join forces against , don’t bla for slaughtering rampantly on your Chinese soil."
The foreign man’s threat was evident, yet Chen Yifeng and others spat: "Arrogant fool, today we will certainly finish you off to honor Ye Qiu, our departed friend!"
Imdiately, Qian Zhen Daoist’s Rule Power of earth suddenly appeared under the foreign man’s feet, transforming into pillars of mud rising from the ground, forming a cage and trapping him inside.
Chen Yifeng, Wang Hutang, and Elder Jin concentrated their strongest strikes at the cage.
In an instant, nurous attacks turned into massive flas, erupting, making the summit of Mount Hua as bright as day.
Martial artists in the martial world all retreated, covering their eyes, the intense light nearly blinding all eyes.
As Chen Yifeng and Qian Zhen Daoist watched the outco of the strike, a person rushed out from the flas.
It was the sa foreign man, with a shimring white aura surrounding him, like a protective shield.
"You attempt to attack God, God will punish you, and I, as God’s ssenger, will represent God to destroy you."
The foreign man, like a devout believer, muttered so obscure ancient language, and then the cross on his chest imdiately radiated light. From it erged seven identical God Knights.
This was the God Knight who pierced through Ye Qiu’s body with one spear earlier.
The martial artists behind reminded the seniors, quickly and simply recounting the confrontation between Ye Qiu and the foreign man, which only then drew their attention.
"Let ." Qian Zhen Daoist, confident in his strength, imdiately stood up, transforming the Rule Power into various forms of attacks, storming at the seven God Knights.
However, these attacks rely caused a shimring wave on the God Knights’ surface, not even moving them, as Qian Zhen Daoist’s attacks appeared below the God Knights, unable to harm them.
The foreign man sneered, "This is the power of God. If you Chinese martial artists desire such power, you might as well choose to believe in our Western God, who will grant you infinite power, just like mine."
"Hmph, there’s no God in this world, that so-called God, we’re not going to worship it," Wang Hutang cursed.
The foreign man’s expression turned cold, "If you won’t appreciate the toast, you’ll have to drink a forfeit. Since you’re so obstinate, I’ll kill all of you, so the martial artists behind you can see whether your Chinese martial world is powerful or our Western God is powerful."
With a flick of his fingers, the seven God Knights simultaneously mounted white horses and charged towards Qian Zhen Daoist, Chen Yifeng, and others.
"Kill!"
Nurous martial masters gathered, yet failing to kill a single foreign martial artist. If allowed to return alive, what would beco of the Chinese martial world’s dignity, and how would strong individuals from other countries perceive the Chinese martial world?
If this happens, surely all those who fear the Chinese martial world would step onto Chinese soil, seeking turmoil.
Such a thing must not occur, so the only way is to kill this person in front.
Only by building a fearso reputation can we instill dread in everyone.
Each of them targeted a God Knight. The God Knight’s attack was peculiar; you hit it, but it could move instantly, making the attack appear below it, causing no harm, while its attack was real, vanishing anyone it pierced.
Seeing the seniors struggling, after several breaths, they hadn’t even managed to slay a single God Knight.
"Move!"
Jin Shanshun and Qin Feng exchanged a glance and rushed forward. Both were mythic-level martial artists, overshadowing Qian Zhen Daoist and others in re presence.
Boom!
Countless rocks shattered, and the montum was earth-shattering.
The foreign man was sowhat surprised and curious, not expecting Jin Shanshun and Qin Feng to be so powerful, much stronger than Qian Zhen Daoist.
The two of them attacked a God Knight from both sides, destroying it in less than five breaths, then took on another God Knight, once again killing it in a very short ti.
All seven God Knights, the two killed five, while Qian Zhen Daoist, Chen Yifeng, Wang Hutang, and others only killed two.
Jin Shanshun frowned; he felt these God Knights were not extraordinarily powerful, so how could the young master be killed by such force? It seed unlikely.
Could it be...
Jin Shanshun’s stern face finally revealed a slight smile.
He said calmly, "It seems our young master was playing a joke on us; he’s not hard at all."
Qin Feng also had a trace of doubt in his mind, since the God Knights, while strong, weren’t strong enough to kill Ye Qiu with one strike. Hearing Jin Shanshun’s words, he too felt they might have overthought, and Ye Qiu’s death was probably a ruse.
"Let’s have our young master kill you."
Jin Shanshun and Qin Feng slaughtered the God Knights, filling many martial artists with fervor and amazent at their strength, not realizing these two who stood behind Ye Qiu were so formidable.
Hmm?
Why are they retreating?
Letting their young master continue the fight? Wasn’t Ye Qiu dead?
The many onlookers around, showing puzzled expressions, couldn’t understand what Qin Feng and Jin Shanshun were saying.
Just then, those who were puzzled suddenly widened their eyes in shock, all looking dumbfoundedly at the foreign man.
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