This was a very arrogant statement, but no one could refute it.
Michael had displayed his power as a tenth-stage Dao Body cultivator, which was indeed terrifying to the point of despair. He truly lived up to his status as the leader of the Garden of Eden.
Liu Qianhuan lay on the ground, panting heavily. "It's over, it's over. Kyle, the Angel of Judgment, fought all five of us at once and annihilated all of us! Lux the Sorceress, the Explosive Freak, the Armored Dragon Turtle, the Bright Moon Goddess, and the Limitless Sword Sage. None of them were a match for him! "
Michael looked at the five people on the ground, and a holy voice reverberated through the air as a rainbow light converged upon his holy sword. He didn't say anything else as he slashed his sword toward Xuanyuan Cheng, who was the closest to him.
The light of the holy sword replaced the light of the sun and moon as it fell mercilessly.
Xuanyuan Cheng had just been sealed by the Heavenly Feather Kingdom and was completely unable to stand. He could only look on helplessly as the attack fell upon him, but there was nothing he could do.
However, at this critical moment, Fang Zhengzhi's expression changed.
A familiar white figure appeared in front of him.
Black mist revolved around his body, and his aura was so vast and terrifying that it struck fear into the hearts of onlookers.
The figure wielded a black sword and slashed toward the holy light sword, upon which darkness replaced all light. It was as if night and day had fallen.
The holy light sword was engulfed by the black sword projection.
"How could this be?!"
Michael's blue pupils contracted slightly as an expression of shock appeared on his face.
"An Lin …" Xuanyuan Cheng smiled.
The person standing before him was none other than An Lin, who had unleashed the Origin Energy of the Netherworld!
"You've forced my hand, Michael. I'm going to show you just how terrifying an enemy you think you can easily defeat is." An Lin flipped his sword lightly, and it was as if all the light between heaven and earth had been sucked into his sword.
"Roll over, Armored Dragon Turtle!" Liu Qianhuan saw hope and yelled in a loud voice.
An Lin: "…"
"What a powerful aura …" A grave expression appeared on Michael's face. No matter how arrogant he was, he couldn't look down on this power.
His cultivation base had already been restricted to the tenth-stage Dao Body, so he couldn't use over ninety-nine percent of his spell techniques. There was no way such a low-level Secret Art could be used.
Therefore, he didn't expect An Lin to possess such a terrifying secret technique.
"Six Strikes of the War God, Shadow Tiger."
The world suddenly turned dark.
Mi Jia Lie's heart skipped a beat. His five senses were instantly stripped away, and even his divine sense was blocked. This was true darkness!
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately mobilized all the power in his body to defend himself.
However, before the Holy Light defense could be completely activated, the sharp blade light had already pierced through his barrier of power and entered his body.
The speed was extremely fast, and the power of the sword had transcended to another level!
"Rip!"
The sword mercilessly tore through his body.
Light returned to the world.
What appeared before everyone's eyes was the scene of the Six-Winged Holy Angel falling to the ground.
White feathers fluttered and blood splattered across the sky. The protective golden light was extremely dazzling.
Wings of Wind sprouted from An Lin's back, and he held the bloodstained Evil-Slaying Sword in his hand. Black energy revolved around his body, and he became the only person standing between heaven and earth, as if he were an invincible War God.
Liu Qianhuan couldn't help but cheer loudly upon seeing this.
The entire Heavenly Palace erupted into a frenzy.
The scene of An Lin slaying Mi Jia Lie with a single sword strike was simply far too astonishing.
"My God, Mi Jia Lie lost?"
"He clearly had the upper hand just a moment ago, how did he lose in the blink of an eye?"
"That's an insta-kill! Is that insane?!"
Many living beings' faces were burning with embarrassment as they stared at the scenes unfolding before their eyes with shock and humiliation.
After all, most of the mighty figures had thought that An Lin would definitely lose, and they had even declared that An Lin wouldn't be able to last much longer than that …
"No, how could Holy Angel Mi Jia Lie be defeated? This is all fake! I must be dreaming! " Some of Mi Jia Lie's fanatics were unable to accept reality, and they were already beginning to reject reality.
In particular, the Light Wing Clan living beings were filled with incredulity.
They had thought that they had the best chance of securing the heavenly peach trees.
Who would have thought that they would be completely wiped out before even securing a single heavenly peach tree?!
And they had all fallen to the same power, the Four Nine Immortal Sect!
Shirley stared blankly at the image on the screen.
An Lin's words from a few minutes ago were still ringing in her ears. Go and watch him defeat Mi Jia Lie?
Shirley was waiting for An Lin to be knocked out of the match so that she could use this line to mock him. Who would have thought that An Lin would actually win?
She tucked a few strands of her golden hair behind her ear, and a wry smile appeared on her face as she heaved a faint sigh and shook her head. "He really is unfathomable. Even Holy Angel Mi Jia Lie is no exception …"
In contrast, the Four Nine Immortal Sect was ecstatic.
"Haha! Master is the best of the best! "
"Sect Leader An Lin's attack just then was so terrifying! Is that a technique that can be used by a Dao Body Stage cultivator?
"Master is so powerful. Even that Mi Jia Lie is no match for him." Ye Ling looked at the man on the screen with pride and yearning in her eyes.
She had heard from her Junior Brother Xiao Ze and Xiao Tu that Mi Jia Lie was comparable to the Celestial Thearch of the Kingdom of the Nine States. Who would have thought that her master would still be able to defeat him? The little girl was extremely impressed by this.
On the Celestial Thearch's banquet table.
Emperor Ziwei wore a wide smile on his face. "I, Ziwei, hand over your heavenly peaches!"
The other four emperors all handed over their heavenly peaches with dejected expressions on their faces. How could An Lin really be so powerful? He had killed Michael in less than ten minutes and hadn't given them any face at all …
Emperor Ziwei had almost blind faith in An Lin's power, so he received twenty heavenly peaches. Aside from An Lin, he was probably the happiest person present!
Inside the Universe of Dao Comprehension.
Xuanyuan Cheng caught An Lin in his arms as he fell from the sky.
An Lin's heart was filled with a sense of security as he felt the warmth of An Lin's chest.
Xu Xiaolan ran over from afar, and her footsteps faltered slightly upon seeing this before she continued to run toward An Lin. "An Lin, are you alright?"
"I'm not. I'm so tired right now and can't move at all. I need a beautiful big sister to hold me …" An Lin looked at Xu Xiaolan with a mischievous smile as he spoke.
Xu Xiaolan had initially wanted to take An Lin from Xuanyuan Cheng.
However, she felt like An Lin was a little perverted upon hearing this, so she changed her mind.
"Oh, then I'll have to trouble Classmate Xuanyuan Cheng to take care of him." Xu Xiaolan patted the dust off her body as a warm but implacable smile appeared on her face.
An Lin's chest constricted. "Xiaolan, you're going to lose me like this!"
Xu Xiaolan pretended as if she hadn't heard him, and she ran over to the other side to help Su Qianyun up.
"Thank you, Classmate Xiaolan." Su Qianyun smiled sweetly as she wiped the blood from the corner of her lips.
"You're welcome. It's a pity that pills are prohibited here, so we have to rest for a while …"
Xu Xiaolan stroked Su Qianyun's back with a gentle expression as vital energy surged through her body to unclog her meridians.
An Lin felt a sense of loss.
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