Many people thought that Xu Qingyun was scared out of his wits.
"Accept the purification of the Holy Sword!"
The giant sword finally fell completely, and the mountains, rocks, grass and trees... were all shrouded in the white holy light of the giant sword. Everything in a radius of several hundred meters was destroyed, and its power was no less than a powerful missile.
"Is this the power of the Eternal Holy Sword?"
Many people watching the battle murmured to themselves.
More people looked at this scene blankly. This power was so shocking that it felt like it was beyond human power.
It's hard to imagine that this kind of power can be exerted by one person.
Carlo Palace, a young girl stood on a high platform, looking to the east, clasping her hands and praying constantly.
She knew that a shocking battle was taking place there at this time.
She wanted to help that man, but there was nothing she could do. All she could do seemed to be to pray constantly, asking the God of Victory to bless him.
...
The Eternal Holy Sword fell, and the whole world seemed to be filled with deathly silence.
When the white light disappears, the smoke dissipates.
Only then did everyone see clearly the horrific damage caused by this sword. There was originally a villa behind Xu Qingyun's position. At this moment, the villa had evaporated without a trace. What was left was a large pit that spread for hundreds of meters.
Everyone stared with wide eyes, watching the horrific destruction caused by Atik's sword.
Is this the power of the ten holy knights of the Holy See?
So scary!
"That, that is?!"
But at this moment, some of the people screamed in surprise. They saw a figure in white standing proudly under the huge pit, not stained by any dust.
"Not dead!"
"It's incredible that he didn't die!"
"That Chinese warrior didn't die. He survived under Artik's eternal holy sword!"
"He seems to be the first person to survive from the eternal holy sword of Artik."
...
Countless horrified voices sounded, expressing their mood at this moment.
They looked at the figure in white standing proudly. Not only did he not show any signs of injury, his clothes were not even stained by dust.
Seeing this scene, Atik finally lost confidence and had a look of disbelief on his face.
"This is possible, impossible!"
Artik's heart was so shocked that it was difficult to describe it in words. Under his eternal holy sword, it was impossible for the other party to still be alive?!
Artik has a clear question about how powerful his Eternal Holy Sword is. Under the Eternal Holy Sword, no level 6 strong man can survive.
Now, this Chinese warrior not only survived, but also seemed to be uninjured.
For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to become dead silent.
Xu Qingyun stepped forward and said coldly:
"What rubbish, what eternity, what a holy sword, what purifies everything!"
“Can you purify the sins in the world? Can you purify the disasters in the world? Can you purify the diseases in the world?
"You can't, nothing!"
"What you can do, what you will do, is to draw your sword against the weak and use the death of the weak to satisfy your vanity and your fantasy that you can defeat everything!"
"It's a pity that I am not the weak person you think. Your vanity and your imagination are not satisfied, so you are angry and can only be angry!"
"Shut up, shut up!"
Every time Xu Qingyun said another word, Artik's face became more ugly.