140: C140 It Can't be Stopped

C140 It Can't be Stopped

0One technique, Sword Form, Divide into 33.

Chen Yi was moving. Behind him, his magic power condensed into a sword.

Thirty-three magic swords were standing in the room.

Inside the magic sword, Chen Yi was standing like an immortal in this world.

He looked at the pair of wild boas coming towards him. His eyes were as calm as an ancient well. There were only two swords moving.

When the sword came out, it was like a sharp blade had cut off its hair. In an instant, the wild boas broke apart. These two swords were like a hot knife cutting through butter as they rushed towards the archbishop of the Yin God Cult.

"Yin Spirit Protector!"

The archbishop's expression changed as well. He had never thought that Chen Yi would have such strength.

He immediately shouted. In the next moment, the window broke open and a dazzling golden light appeared.

In the room, the disciples of the Yin God Cult were like grass that fell with the sword. In the blink of an eye, only Chen Yi, Yu Mengzi, and Yun Mobing were left in the room.

On the second floor, Hei Lun was still proud of himself.

When he saw this sudden change, he could not help but change his expression.

Cardinal Ao Xiu's figure was directly blasted into a wall on one side of the road. A giant scorpion that was like a soul was faintly about to crack under the two golden magic swords.

"Archbishop!"

Hei Lun exclaimed. The people from the four great factions were also shocked.

Someone's gaze landed on the broken window, only to see a dazzling golden light. A golden magic sword slowly appeared.

There was even one person who stood on the magic sword. He stood with his hands behind his back and his gaze was leisurely.

Chen Yi looked at Hei Lun indifferently, as well as the Arch-Cardinal Ao Xiu who was imprisoned by the magic sword.

His eyes moved slightly, only to see the two magic swords returning shockingly.

Behind him, there were thirty-two magic swords standing in the middle of the cruise ship.

"Who are you!?"

Haylon looked at Chen Yi and asked in surprise, "Are you from Huaxia? "Rite Cultivation Immortal Master?"

Chen Yi glanced at Haylon. "Who am I? Do you think you deserve to ask?"

"What did you say?!"

Hei Lun flew into a rage, and the people from the four major factions could not help but gasp.

Only the archbishop of the Yin God Cult and the major powers of the four major factions frowned.

"Looks like the fish has taken the bait!"

"Just one person?"

The man asked. "As expected, the death of Archbishop Ryan is related to Yu Mengzi. Has the Yu family betrayed us?"

The archbishop of the Yin God Cult and the elder of the Magic Cult were muttering softly.

They looked at Chen Yi's young appearance and felt a trace of surprise.

They had never heard of such a young Rite Cultivation Immortal Master in Huaxia.

"As expected, as expected, there will definitely be experts from Huaxia coming to this banquet!"

"It is not in vain for us to wait here!" An archbishop of Yin God Cult sneered and was about to step out.

On the stage, Bishop Hailun, who had swept across the four major factions and suppressed them, murmured something and attacked Chen Yi.

Following his shout, a green dark python rushed out and attacked Chen Yi.

"Son of China, with your strength, you are nothing. How dare you do this alone?"

He sneered. Even an expert like Yale was extremely weak under his curse, let alone this young man in front of him.

Chen Yi did not even take a glance when he saw the green python approaching.

"Hei Lun, be careful!"

Cardinal OrXiu reacted and reminded him in time. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Behind Chen Yi, there was a sword cry. A golden light flashed across the sky. In an instant, it passed the emerald green python.

It was like cutting grass, and it was easily broken and dispersed.

There was also a golden light that went straight into Hei Lun's head.

Pu!

However, the sound of flesh being torn apart could be heard. A head that was as big as a fist shot into the sky, fresh blood gushing out like a fountain.

Chen Yi didn't even move. His eyes were on the five major camps.

Among the five great factions, many experts inhaled a breath of cold air.

The number one bishop of the Yin God Cult died just like that?

Xiao Chuan of the Village Palace widened his eyes in disbelief.

Naturally, she recognized Chen Yi. He was right beside Yu Mengzi.

"Is there such a genius in Huaxia?"

She sucked in a breath of cold air. Just this sword strike had killed Bishop Hei Lun.

In terms of strength, he was probably the archbishop of Yin God Cult, a martial grandmaster in China.

"Could it be some kind of face preserving magic?" Muramasa Ogawa murmured softly.

At this moment, Ao Xiu also reacted. He landed on the mountain on the ground and his hands suddenly shook. In his hands, there was a dark green scorpion-shaped precious jade.

This was the magic treasure of the Yin God Cult, a divine guardian item. He had just used the scorpion soul technique to block Chen Yi's two magic swords.

"Anya, Puxiu, what are you guys doing?"

"This person's strength is not that simple!"

He shouted loudly, reminding the other two archbishops of the Yin God Cult.

As soon as his voice faded, two windows were opened, and two spells were formed, turning into an eight-clawed demonic spider and a dark red ghost toad.

Under these two spells, the steel-like glass was easily torn apart like thin paper.

Behind the two of them, Behind the two of them were a dozen disciples of the Yin God Cult and two bishops.

The two of them looked at Chen Yi with killing intent in their eyes.

One of them, Old Woman, had her dark red robe slightly lifted, revealing her ugly face. She laughed sinisterly. "Ao Xiu, you are just one person. Why are you so afraid?"

"As an archbishop, you have been training for decades. How could you be so timid?"

Hearing this, Cardinal Ao Xiu's face darkened. He stared at Chen Yi, not daring to relax.

If not for his quick reaction, he would have been killed by Chen Yi's magical sword in that instant.

The three archbishops surrounded Chen Yi.

At the same time, the old man holding the scepter from the Magic Cult.

On the Japanese side, in the village, a short old man slowly opened his eyes.

The King Tai Sect. On the King Tai Sect side, there was a person whose body was wrapped in a black cloth. His eyes slowly opened and emitted a faint killing intent.

They seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

Waiting for the experts of the Sixth Mountain to arrive. This banquet itself was an ambush.

Six Martial Grandmasters were sufficient to sweep through Jiangnan.

Five Mountains Martial Grandmasters, as well as the Sixth Mountain branch, in total, there were only ten Martial Grandmasters in the Jinling, Peng City, and Demon Sea.

Currently, there were a total of six martial grandmasters who had appeared here.

Chen Yi's face remained calm as he sensed the auras.

"The people who wanted to wreak havoc in Huaxia are all here, aren't they?" His indifferent words stunned the two archbishops of Yin God Cult.

Old Woman's smile was hoarse, "People from China, don't tell me you think that you alone can stop us?"

It was as if there was a ghost toad wrapped around her body. This was a curse that she had practiced for countless years. With this curse, she had dominated the entire South Ocean for many years.

Not to mention Chen Yi, who looked to be only eighteen years old, even the leaders of a country and the warlords had to be respectful to her.

Chen Yi's eyes turned. He looked at Old Woman indifferently.

"Stop you?"

"You rats need to stop me?!"

Behind him, the 32 magic swords were vibrating, and the sound of the sword ringing was deafening.

However, there were four words that could be heard clearly.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the sword struck out!

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