This man was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. His forehead was bulging, his face was covered with spots, and his beard was sparse. His eyes were bright, and his eyebrows were thick and straight. His nose was big, and his nostrils were upturned. His ears were long, almost reaching his shoulders. His mouth was big and wide, and his chin was much more prominent than his forehead.
His appearance made people feel that he was lofty, majestic, fierce, cold, and ungrateful.
This man was a descendant of the Zhu Family, the famous royal family, Zhu Xiaochen.
After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the descendants of the Zhu Family had to go to Huangjue Temple as disciples.
In fact, Huangjue Temple was not a small temple like the legends said. It was a hidden sect. Zhu Yuanzhang had also become a monk there.
They kept a low profile, but they were very powerful.
Zhu Xiaochen was now in the Human Immortal Realm. His aura was only slightly weaker than Ying Su's, but he was stronger than Jin Tso-hyun and Lady Wu.
If he showed his strength and could compete with the sect master, he would definitely shock the world.
"Zhu Xiaochen, what's the meaning of Kang Tae-chu's sarcastic remarks?"
Madam Wu Yaonang's face was filled with anger.
"What if the Huaxia Long Formation and Tianqing School can't hold on? Then, the Holy See or the Brahmin will become the number one orthodoxy, and the people of Hua Xia will have to worship them? "
"But Kang Tae-chu has already offended the people of the Stellarsky Domain! Do you think he has a way to survive? He will die sooner or later! "
A trace of fear flashed across the face of the Li family's Crown Prince, Li Kwang-chol, and he said coldly.
"Our ancestors were all helped by the Dimensional World. We are their agents! We should declare war on Kang Tae-chu! "
"Stop making a ruckus!"
Ying Su was annoyed. He waved his hand and shouted angrily.
"Let's wait and see. If Ye Tianren and the others can hold on, then let's mind our own business! Go home and eat mutton steamed buns! Damn it, we've been fighting for days and nights, I'm starving! "
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell into dead silence.
No one dared to say a word as they quietly watched the battlefield.
The situation of the battle became even more tragic! Tianqing School and Huaxia Long Formation were heavily surrounded and were even more passive!
…
Beside the Lancang River, a great battle broke out. Experts from both sides fell like rain!
The Bishops of the Holy See, the Abbots, and the generals of the Crusade all stepped into the air, brandishing their weapons and spitting out holy light, stopping Huo Qingtian, Wei Feilong, Zhao Yuankun, Huang Linger, Tang Linglong, and Shen Mange.
The priests, protectors, elders, and ascetic monks of the Brahmin manifested their divine powers and fought with the experts of the Long Formation and the Hua Xia Martial Arts Alliance.
They had the advantage in numbers. Three thousand people surrounded the experts of Hua Xia, who had less than a hundred people, and gradually gained the upper hand. However, they bypassed Ye Tianren.
Ye Tianren looked sideways.
Saint Laurent and the Little Guru Of Suffering, one holding a scepter and a cross, the other holding a Buddhist staff and an alms bowl, approached him.
"Your Excellency, we have no choice but to offend you since you're so stubborn!"
The Suffering Little Master glared at him like a Vajra and shouted coldly.
He no longer called him Junior Brother, which meant that he had cut off the friendship of the past and was going to kill.
"Deity Slaying Sword, kill!"
Ye Tianren shouted and his body shook.
Suddenly, the Sword Qi soared a thousand meters into the sky. The sun and the moon dimmed, the wind and the clouds changed color, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.
The broken iron sword on his back cried and jumped out of its sheath, turning into a bright green light about a hundred meters long. It crossed a thousand meters and slashed toward the two like a green rainbow.
Saint Laurent stepped on the holy light and waved the cross in his hand. With a clang, he repelled the flying sword and said coldly,
"Your Excellency, you're indeed amazing. You're almost the Mighty Immortal in the ancient legends of Hua Xia! Unfortunately, the path to the stars has been cut off. You're not a Reclusive Royalty, so you have no chance to enter your Immortal Ruins! So, you can't become a real Deity or Immortal in your life! Why don't you believe in the Holy See and have a chance to ascend to heaven? "
"In your dreams!"
Ye Tianren attacked again and beat Saint Laurent back.
"You're so stubborn!"
"This old man is useless. I've practiced the thirteen chapters of the Holy See, but I've only mastered half of the last chapter! Today, I'll use this incomplete chapter to challenge Your Excellency's Hua Xia Swordsmanship! "
Saint Laurent waved the cross, and the power of the holy light surged and turned into a cross light sword, attacking Ye Tianren.
The alms bowl in the Little Guru Of Suffering's hand flew up and covered the ground. A golden light gushed out, and in the golden light, there were gods everywhere.
At the top were Lord Brahma, Lord Shiva, and Lord Vishnu. There were all kinds of gods below, all of them condensed from Brahman power.
The Little Guru Of Suffering sneered. "Kasyapa Guru once taught me the Three Forms Divine Technique, and now I've mastered it. Today, this old man is here to challenge Your Excellency's Deity Slaying Sword. Let's see if you can kill God!"
The Little Guru Of Suffering and the First Bishop in Council, Saint Laurent, were both brilliant figures in the Middle Ages. They were only one step away from becoming Saints and Immortals.
If it weren't for the dimension behind them that ordered them to monitor Earth, they would have become Immortals and Gods long ago.
Although Ye Tianren was a later generation, he had great opportunities. He was well-versed in Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. He was once the World Walker of the Kunlun Sect, and also went to Brahmin, Holy See, and Buddhism to study and visit. He founded the Yellow Flame Iron Brigade and fought on the battlefield. He also entered Hongmeng and learned the Deity Slaying Sword Technique. In the end, he was enlightened by Jiang Tian.
At this time, he was well-versed in martial arts, spells, and cultivation. He was definitely one of the most powerful people in this era on this planet!
The moment the three of them fought, the sky darkened, the void shattered, and rocks flew everywhere.
The green sword light covered ten miles, and the holy light filled the mountains. The power of Brahman seemed to break through the nine heavens and ten lands.
Before this, with the strength of Saint Laurent and the Little Guru Of Suffering, or even just one of them, they could completely crush Ye Tianren, let alone working together.
But now, the two of them couldn't gain the upper hand at all.
Whoosh!
The sword light flashed, and the light of the East Sea was like a thousand waves. The sword light overlapped and swept over like a raging wave. It crushed Lord Brahma, Lord Shiva, and Lord Vishnu into pieces. It blasted the golden light and hit the Little Guru Of Suffering.
Whoosh!
Saint Laurent waved his scepter and condensed many shields to block. At the same time, the holy light under his feet spread and his body swayed, retreating a few hundred meters away.
The Little Guru Of Suffering vomited blood. His clothes were torn and he flew backward. His face was full of shock and disbelief.
"Ye Tianren, you have only been in seclusion for twenty years. How did you become so powerful? You have reached the level of Divine Immortal? "
"Your strength is too terrifying!"
Saint Laurent was also afraid. It was as if he had met Ye Tianren for the first time.
More than twenty years ago, before Ye Tianren went into seclusion, he had also visited the Holy See once to exchange Holy Arts and Taoist techniques. The person in charge of receiving him was Saint Laurent.
At that time, Saint Laurent thought that he had the strength to suppress Ye Tianren. But now, he had no confidence at all.
"My rapid improvement this time was not because of my seclusion, but because of Master's guidance!"
"Both of you, give up your weapons and surrender. You are no match for the heroes of Tianqing School and Hua Xia!"
Ye Tianren held the broken iron sword in his hand and looked fierce. He had a strict aura that one man could hold the pass against ten thousand enemies.
"Saint Laurent, I will leave it to you to kill Ye Tianren!"
The Little Guru Of Suffering sneered and turned to attack the other heroes of Hua Xia.
Suddenly, the pressure on the heroes of Hua Xia, who were already deep in the enemy group and struggling to hold on, doubled!
"God loves the world. Today, I summon the spirit of True God. Son of True God, Saint Adam, please come to my body and honor my life!"
Saint Laurent's face turned cold. He held the cross that had turned into a cross light sword and prayed devoutly.
Suddenly, holy light filled the air. The sword light moved in a wonderful rhythm. It was holy and glorious, as if it did not belong to this world at all.
He looked fierce and shouted.
"Lowly blasphemer, kneel at the feet of God and repent!"
Suddenly, from the depths of the sky, a vast, holy, and mighty aura turned into a pillar of holy light that penetrated the sky and the earth. It pierced through the clouds and split the sky, piercing through and enveloping Saint Laurent.
Saint Laurent had undergone a strange change!
A terrifying change!
…
"F * ck him, he is inviting God!"
On Qingsong Peak.
Ying Su stared at Saint Laurent like cold lightning. Suddenly, his body shook and he shouted as if he was quarreling.
"Inviting God? Divine Beating Technique? Is there really a God in the Western Holy See? "
"Hiss! There really is! "
Everyone looked over and their faces were filled with terror. They were shocked and gasped in unison.
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