Rumble …
Suddenly, purple lightning appeared in the sky.
Then, a shocking sword gleam slashed across the sky, like an antelope hanging its horn, a white steed flashing past a crack.
Chi, chi …
Under such a sword strike, the giant hand was like fragile glass, and it was forcefully cut apart.
Blech!
In the Eastern Punitive Army, Harris, who was known as the Great Sage Saint Master in India, immediately let out a muffled groan. Then, he looked at the sky coldly.
Almost at that moment, everyone raised their eyes in unison, as if they were looking for the owner of that figure.
On the other hand, the Chinese martial artists were extremely excited.
The blue sky actually distorted at this moment, and a huge spatial vortex that was 30 meters wide suddenly appeared.
Under everyone's attentive gazes, a thin figure slowly walked out, carrying a five-year-old girl in his arms.
Behind him, another dozen figures stepped out. Although there were not many of them, as they descended, it caused the world to become oppressive.
At this moment, all the Chinese martial artists stared blankly at the young man in the lead.
"That's Ye … Mad Southern Ye?!"
A moment later, they came back to their senses, and their faces were filled with ecstasy.
"It's really Mad Southern Ye!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Almost at that moment, countless Chinese martial artists knelt on one knee before Ye Chen.
"Greetings, Mr. Ye!"
A voice that sounded like muffled thunder from the nine heavens resounded through the entire sky. It was so loud that it almost covered all the sounds in the world.
On the other hand, many powerhouses in the Eastern Punitive Army from the Western Punitive Army had solemn expressions on their faces. Then, there was an endless murderous aura.
Mad Southern Ye had arrived!
This meant that a great war was about to start, and it also meant that the time to change the world's situation had arrived!
"Mad Southern Ye, since you're here today, it's time for us to settle things with you!"
In the Eastern Punitive Army, Saint Harris of India took a step forward, "You killed my junior brother, Walker. You must give the Golden Lion Clan an explanation for this!"
"Explanation?"
Ye Chen landed steadily while carrying his daughter. He looked at the former slowly with cold eyes, "After I kill you, I'll head to India and destroy your Golden Lion Clan!"
After saying that, he turned his gaze to Quake in the distance, and an extreme killing intent flashed in his eyes, "How dare you attack a Chinese. You deserve to die!"
At that moment, Quake's body trembled, as if he had been targeted by some peerless beast.
Without another word, he charged into the Eastern punitive expedition camp. However, Ye Chen was faster than him. Ye Chen curled his fingers and transformed them into a dragon claw that grabbed him.
This series of actions was incomparably fast. Even the experts of the Eastern Punitive Expedition were unable to act in time.
"Saint, save me …" Quake repeatedly called for help from Harris, his heart filled with extreme fear.
Harris was furious. "Mad Southern Ye, you …"
"Boom …"
Before he could finish, there was a loud noise, and a scarlet mist of blood splashed in the void.
Ye Chen lifted his head slowly and looked at Harris. He squinted and smiled, "This is my explanation for you!"
At the same time, Quake's beast core shot towards the Eastern punitive expedition camp.
Whoosh …
At that moment, a figure appeared before him like a ghost. He reached out a hand and grabbed it.
After the Patriarch of Hell put it away, he returned to Ye Chen's side and said happily, "I can use it to refine medicinal pills again!"
The Indian saint, Harris, was so angry that his face turned livid. He wished he could tear the Patriarch of Hell into pieces.
"Mad Southern Ye, I didn't expect you to be so arrogant in such a situation!"
The Japanese Yin Yang Master, the Evil Tenyin Master, took a step forward. His entire body was filled with yin energy, "Do you really think you're invincible?"
"I don't dare to say that I'm invincible!"
Ye Chen looked around and sneered, "However, I'm afraid you guys aren't enough for me to kill!"
With a sweep of his Divine Consciousness, he found out the number of powerhouses on the other side.
A hundred quasi-saint powerhouses. Such a number was definitely not the entire strength of the Western Countries!
"What if we join you?"
An extremely dignified voice was heard.
Everyone could not help but raise their heads to look. They saw incomparably holy ships flying over from the western horizon.
There seemed to be the chanting of gods and angels on them. Resplendent holy light almost enveloped heaven and earth. One could vaguely see knights in holy armor on the ship.
"The Knights Vanguard is the Vatican's Knights Vanguard. It's known as an army led by the gods. It's once caused countless massacres in Europe. No one can stop it!"
Many people's expressions changed drastically.
As the holy ship landed, three red-clothed old men holding holy weapons and wearing crosses walked down.
They were the three Red-Clothed Archbishops!
"Your Excellency Mad Southern Ye from China!"
The leading Red-Clothed Archbishop, Oliver, was extremely dignified, "You've been listed as a heretic by the Vatican. Today, we've come to judge you on the orders of our father!"
"It's not enough even if I add you guys!"
Ye Chen sneered.
"Really? What if you add me? "
Resplendent divine radiance came from the west, and then a rising sun slowly rose from the west.
A man wearing a golden divine robe slowly walked out from the rising sun. He was shrouded in divine radiance, making people want to kneel on the ground from the bottom of their hearts.
With every step he took, a lotus flower would appear under his feet. His eyes were like two suns, making people not dare to look him in the eye.
Behind him were more than ten Beast Kings.
"It's Hermes, the messenger of Mount Olympus, one of the 12 main gods of the Holy Mountain!"
Everyone was shocked.
Ye Chen shook his head lightly, "Even with you guys, it's just a waste of my time!"
"And us!"
"Rumble …"
Following that, earth-shattering noises swept over from all four directions.
One by one, the gods descended upon the world.
There were Totem City from North America, the gods from the Vulcan Sect, the Beast Emperor from the Dark Wolf Clan, and the Pharaoh's mummy army from Egypt …
In just a few breaths of time, the powerhouses from more than 30 secret realms and holy lands from over a hundred countries around the world had all arrived.
More than 350 quasi-saints!
At that moment, even the Chinese powerhouses who were prepared to die and had full trust in Ye Chen almost fainted.
The other party had more than 300 quasi-saints, and they only had a hundred at most. The difference in combat strength was too great.
Among the Vatican's knights, Red-Clothed Archbishop Oliver smiled, "May I ask if that's enough now?"
"Barely enough!"
Ye Chen lifted his eyelids lightly as if he was disappointed, "Unfortunately, not all of your powerhouses are here. Forget it, I'll make a trip to the west after I kill all of you."
With that, he suddenly took out a jade talisman and crushed it. His indifferent voice sounded, "Come out!"
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(PS: Chapter 3, today's update is complete!)
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