Chapter 1730 - 1606: Slaughter Zongheng

Chapter 1730: Chapter 1606: Slaughter Zongheng

"Heaven-breaking Slash!"

Mei Chuan Xiaoci made his move, starting with a killer strike. The blade light was unmatched as if rising from the earth, coldly slicing through everything.

It aimed to shatter the entire space!

This was the Church Court’s greatest power!

"They’ve mobilized—all of the Church’s Saint Heirs have made their move—the world itself will change color!"

"This bloodshed by Ye Qingfeng will end here; it’s time for him to pay the price!"

The crowd exclaimed in surprise. The Four Holy Sons, along with Mei Chuan Xiaoci, were too powerful.

Invincible beings.

Wind Roll Cloud, a violent surge of power sweeping over everything, made the heavens and earth change color, unstoppable.

"Ye Qingfeng, prepare to die!"

A Saint Heir in green robes shouted coldly.

"We crush all in our path; with all of us attacking together, we’re nearly invincible!" one of the Saint Heirs shouted!

Thunder rolled like an erupting volcano!

"Have you all come?" Ye Qingfeng curved his lips into a smile, "I’ve been waiting for you."

Slaughter began in earnest!

"Mystic Rain Silk Sword Domain!"

Ye Qingfeng unleashed his most powerful killer move, an endless Sword Qi, unleashed madly, as he performed his sword technique, the Futu Sword danced fiercely.

One Sword Qi, two Sword Qi... ten Sword Qi... twenty Sword Qi... twenty-one Sword Qi!

This was Ye Qingfeng’s former limit.

The heavens and earth changed color dramatically, the entire world grew somber, enveloping everyone.

Enveloped within.

So powerful!

The crowd was stunned; they didn’t expect this person to have such a hidden killer move.

"Haha, can you block us with this?"

The Green Robed Saint Heir laughed.

This killer move might have been enough for one of them, but this time, there were four of them, plus Mei Chuan Xiaoci.

This move wasn’t enough; it couldn’t stop them!

"Then I’ll be even stronger!" Ye Qingfeng sneered.

Twenty-two Sword Qi!

As this Sword Qi was unleashed, the whole world trembled. Once, he had invoked the Devouring Sky Pearl to reach this realm, sweeping through everything.

Now, without using the Devouring Sky Pearl, he was able to unleash twenty-two Sword Qi.

The Sword Domain was incredibly violent, the entire world was changing color, and a bloody aura shivered.

The Four Holy Sons changed color, and Mei Chuan Xiaoci’s expression became solemn.

"Slash!" "Slash!"

Within the Sword Domain, the lives of these elders were easily harvested; the Mystic Rain Silk Sword Domain with twenty-two Sword Qi was not something they could withstand,

"I’ve been waiting for this moment."

Ye Qingfeng’s face was utterly composed.

The Mystic Rain Silk Sword Domain was an area attack that allowed Ye Qingfeng to battle a crowd of powerful enemies on his own.

However, the Mystic Rain Silk Sword Domain was also close combat!

Thus, Ye Qingfeng was biding his time, waiting for these people to enter so he could annihilate them in one fell swoop!

"Do you think this is enough to kill us? With the Church’s treasures in our hands, we’re invincible; you simply don’t understand the Church’s foundation!"

The Green Robed Saint Heir taunted,

"Is that so?" Ye Qingfeng sneered, "Then let it be even stronger!"

Stronger?

How is that possible!

Absolutely impossible!

The crowd’s faces changed drastically, their hearts trembled wildly. The Four Holy Sons and Mei Chuan Xiaoci had grave expressions, their eyes intense.

This was already their limit, yet the opponent could still grow stronger!

If it were true, that would be too dangerous!

"Stop bluffing! I don’t believe you can become any stronger. Don’t hold back any longer; quickly finish him off!" The Green Robed Saint Heir roared, attacking furiously.

"Kill him!"

The other Saint Heirs also roared, wielding the Church’s Holy Relics, their terrifying power surging, aiming at Ye Qingfeng.

The entire Sword Domain was trembling—it was terrifying—power like a flood, ready to destroy everything.

In the gloomy Sword Domain, streaks of golden holy light seemed about to pierce the darkness, bringing light to the world.

"Just a little more!" The Green Robed Saint Heir shouted.

"Slash!"

Mei Chuan Xiaoci made his move, the Eastern Sword swung down, a black arc appeared as if tearing apart the void, tracing a ten-meter arc across the sky.

It aimed to shatter the entire Sword Domain!

"Haha, let me show you how we’ll break your ultimate move!!" The Green Robed Saint Heir was exceedingly excited, a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

He swore that once he broke through this damned Sword Domain, he would mercilessly torture this guy, tear him apart, and trample him underfoot!

"Despair!"

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes radiated light, an unspeakable aura emanated from him.

This was a sign of death!

"Not good!"

Ruben was the first to change his expression, shouting urgently.

Twenty-three Sword Qi! In an instant, heaven and earth changed color, the entire Mystic Rain Silk Sword Domain rumbled with wind and thunder, like the end of the world.

Slaughter erupted instantly.

Like a red lotus blooming, blood was instantly splattered within the Sword Domain, thirty Church Elders, seven powerful figures from various nations, were completely unable to withstand Ye Qingfeng’s Sword Domain and succumbed to bloodshed.

Bodies fell one by one from the gloomy Sword Domain, marked with sword scars, without any resistance, falling powerlessly.

"Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!"

Endless slaughter, endless Sword Qi, it was too terrifying—within the entire Sword Domain were countless white Sword Lights, blanketing the sky, stretching for a kilometer.

Slaughter reigned supreme!

Like a Sword Blade Storm, sweeping across half the firmament, within the Sword Domain, screams were continuous; it was exceedingly bloody!

"Ye, Ye Kill God, truly..."

"Oh my god, this is the God of Kill of our Huaxia, an invincible presence. What of the Church, ha!"

"Strong, so strong, invincible demeanor, dazzling brilliance!"

The crowd exclaimed, their bodies trembling violently, faces aghast—this scene was utterly shocking.

Above the firmament, the somber Sword Domain enveloped over half the sky, the endless slaughter reduced many Elders and powerful figures to blood.

Whether Huaxia Martial Artists or foreign Martial Artists, their emotions were extremely stirred. Such a devil, seen once in a millennium, how could they not be excited?

Truly, it was too strong.

Only Huang Long was pale, his limbs broken, unable to move, his heart had sunk, ice cold.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

No matter how strong he is, the Saint Heirs would certainly be able to kill him—the power of the Church is not something Ye Qingfeng can shake!

Huang Long desperately tried to console himself; he refused to accept this outcome.

Out of the thirty Elders, only four or five were left, and they were all severely injured, almost incapable of resisting, their faces ashen as paper.

As for the powerful figures, they were the focus of Ye Qingfeng’s slaughter, few survived, leaving only a more formidable Ancient Boxer, Duan Tu.

Covered in sword scars, he relied on his Xuan Iron-like body to barely withstand it, but he was extremely miserable, feeling tremendously uncomfortable.

"Kill!"

Ye Qingfeng moved again, the Sword Domain enveloping all, attacking a Saint Heir.

This Saint Heir held a Holy Scripture, a hefty tome, radiating holy light, protecting this Saint Heir.