Chapter 1733 - 1609: One Sword Execution

Chapter 1733: Chapter 1609: One Sword Execution

In the sky, among the explosions, crazed sounds erupted, with the occasional aftermath of battles landing on the ground, destroying mountains and trees. Large patches of forest were turned to powder, and patch after patch of land became scorched earth.

"Clang!"

Ye Qingfeng’s combat prowess was extraordinary. His sword struck Ruben’s golden armor, emanating a burst of dazzling sparks. The golden light shot out, yet not leaving a trace.

"Haha, my golden armor is a holy artifact of the Church Court, possessing two holy artifacts in hand. What will you use to cut me down!" Ruben shouted excitedly.

Everyone’s countenance changed, especially the Huaxia Martial Artists, who never expected Ruben to be so formidable.

With the armor and staff combined, Ruben’s power increased several times over, appearing almost invincible in stance.

"In the end, are we still a little short?" The crowd tightened their fists, feeling somewhat unwilling.

"The instructor is invincible," Zhong Ming said coldly.

Invincible!

"Ai, there’s no truly invincible person in this world. Even Ye Kill God has limits. He’s already incredibly stunning, surpassing our imagination."

"Indeed, Ruben Saint is too powerful, having cultivated for a hundred years. Ye Kill God achieving what he has now is already immensely impressive."

The crowd sighed.

"You don’t understand the world of the master!" Little Yue said coldly, indifferently.

She believed in Ye Qingfeng.

When she and Zhong Ming were easily promoted to War Emperor under Ye Qingfeng’s hand, they only then realized Ye Qingfeng’s defying nature.

This man is simply unimaginable.

"Swipe!" "Slash!"

Sparks flew everywhere, Ye Qingfeng’s Sword Qi was unstoppable, crackling against the armor without being able to shake it, leaving only shallow sword marks.

"Haha, what will you use to fight me? You can’t even break my defense; I am invincible!" Ruben roared, full of heroic spirit!

"Swish!"

"Sizzle!"

Like the sound of a hot iron rod plunged into cold water, akin to metal being corroded. At this moment, on Ruben’s golden armor, a large hole appeared.

Blood flowed out.

Ruben slightly bowed his head, staring at the bleeding wound on his abdomen, unable to believe it.

The golden armor was broken?

This was the Church’s holy artifact, the piece with the highest defense, yet a beam of light directly pierced it.

"What... kind of trick is this!" Blood gushed from Ruben’s mouth.

"Leaving Fire!"

Ye Qingfeng said calmly.

Leaving Fire merged into the Futu Sword, decaying everything.

Fall!

Ruben fell from the sky like a man fulfilled, with the eyes of the two great protectors behind him slightly twitching, yet they did not make a move.

A protector flew out to catch Ruben.

Victory!

Just like that, victory!

Countless foreign martial artists and Huaxia Martial Artists were all stunned, standing frozen as if struck by lightning.

Down below were thousands of people, yet at this moment, a pin-drop silence pervaded, everyone unable to believe.

Ye Qingfeng actually won, he really triumphed!

As if a myth!

"The Kill God, Ye Kill God, this is our Huaxia Kill God, the prodigy of heaven!"

"Our Huaxia’s pride, Ye Kill God’s splendor will be sung for a thousand years!!"

"In the annals of martial arts, Ye Kill God’s story is bound to be recorded in bold and vivid colors!"

The crowd was exhilarated, and the Huaxia martial artists shouted excitedly, overjoyed. They never expected Ye Qingfeng could still secure victory.

This battle was truly thrilling!

"From now on, no nation on the Eurasian Continent will dare to hinder Huaxia!"

"Yes, without interference from the Martial Arts World, Huaxia’s path to resurgence has no opponents, Huaxia’s great rejuvenation will unfold!"

Everyone saw hope, saw light, and this was all forged by Ye Qingfeng, battling against champions from around the world, sweeping away formidable enemies.

Even the Holy Son of the Church was defeated; with this, Huaxia was ultimately liberated.

"Ye Qingfeng, right? You’re very impressive; the Church Court will remember you!" A tall protector on the opposing side said calmly.

"We’ll be meeting again soon!"

Another person added.

As they spoke, each carried two Saints, readying to leave.

"Did I allow you to leave?" A cold voice sounded from behind.

Hmm?

Both turned back, slightly dumbfounded: "Do you still intend to fight us?"

"This battle should’ve depleted your Heaven and Earth Power. Not to mention you now aren’t our match, even in your full state, you’d not be our match!" "Our task is merely to supervise the Saint Heirs’ training; you are their whetstone, so we won’t kill you, leaving it to the Saints!"

Whetstone?

Ye Qingfeng chuckled coldly. In his thousand-year traverse in the Cultivation World, only others became his sacrificial offerings, never had anyone dared use him, the Nine Tribulations Immortal Venerable, as a whetstone!

Ludicrous!

"You are very formidable, the perfect whetstone. These Saint Heirs have not tasted failure for too long; this battle will make them grow significantly."

"Perhaps, someday, killing you becomes a condition to becoming the next Pope!"

The two great protectors said blandly.

"Hehe, whetstone." Ye Qingfeng smiled.

A murderous intent surfaced!

"Do you really want to act? We don’t want to kill you, we wish to leave you for the Saints." The two great protectors lightly shook their heads.

"Want to leave? Fine, just leave them behind," Ye Qingfeng stated calmly.

Cutting grass and removing roots seems to be Ye Qingfeng’s principle; those he wishes to kill, no one can obstruct!

Since these Saint Heirs have acted, don’t expect to leave alive!

"Do you intend to kill them? That’s impossible." The tall protector shook his head.

Another said, "If I were you, I’d choose to leave immediately; you can choose to continue cultivating. Now you clearly aren’t our match, with cultivation, perhaps there’s still a chance for battle!"

Confidence!

This is absolute confidence from the Church Court.

Even aware of Ye Qingfeng’s devilish talent, they still dared to let him leave, letting him cultivate, becoming the stepping stone for the Saints.

"Then there’s only one way." Ye Qingfeng lightly shook his head, seeming quite helpless, "You all just go and die together then!"

Surge!

Momentum burst forth.

The two great protectors, their aura instantly turned chilling, with murderous intent emerging; they didn’t intend to act, but Ye Qingfeng’s arrogance provoked them.

"God, does Ye Qingfeng still wish to fight? He’s too impulsive, these two great protectors are exceptional masters!"

"This mustn’t continue; Church’s affairs are always resolved by Saints. Protectors won’t act, Ye Qingfeng has already won, there’s no need to retaliate."

"Indeed, Ye Kill God mustn’t be impulsive, though he defeated Saints and powerful figures from various countries, it doesn’t imply he can engage the protectors!"

Huaxia martial artists exclaimed in surprise, unbelieving that Ye Qingfeng wished to provoke, wished to fight further.