Seeing Xu Qingyun holding Artik's holy sword with only one hand, he blocked it.
The people watching the battle around were extremely shocked.
"How can this be?!"
"Are you kidding me!?"
"Am I dazzled?!"
The attack of one of the top ten holy knights of the Holy See was actually blocked so easily.
After refining his body, Xu Qingyun, who has a first-level hegemonic body, can crush warriors below the Tianxu realm with just the strength of his physical body.
Seeing that his attack was blocked by Xu Qingyun, Yatik's heart was not shocked, but more angry, boundless anger.
He believed that Xu Qingyun was humiliating him and trampling on his dignity as a paladin.
"you wanna die!"
Artik said angrily, the sound seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, and he was really gritting his teeth.
Artik has almost lost his mind. He has been wandering in the Western world for many years and has encountered countless opponents, some of whom are stronger than him. But nothing like today has made him extremely angry and lost his mind.
Xu Qingyun first ignored him and now humiliated him.
At this time, Xu Qingyun's voice sounded faintly: "It's the opposite, you are the one seeking death!"
"Do you know what it means to send someone's head thousands of miles away? That's what you're doing."
Xu Qingyun spoke calmly and looked confident.
The next second, Xu Qingyun held the right hand of the Atik Holy Sword and gently moved it forward.
A terrifying force came, and Xu Qingyun's whole body was surrounded by a layer of light energy, and he exerted a hegemonic body.
Atik's body retreated uncontrollably, and he retreated several meters before he could stop.
Artik's hand holding the holy sword was trembling slightly, his face was filled with rage, and the veins on his forehead were protruding, making him look very ferocious.
Artik roared loudly: "Damn it, damn guy, I swear I will cut you into pieces! Ahhhh!"
The next second, Yatik rushed towards Xu Qingyun again, slashing the holy sword in his hand. The terrifying power seemed to be able to destroy a mountain.
The previous sword strike was intended to test Xu Qingyun, and his strength was less than half.
But with this sword, Artik, in a rage, had almost no reservations and struck out with almost all his strength.
He believed that under this sword, this Chinese madman would definitely die.
Powerful power condenses, and the white holy light covers the holy sword.
"The power of the eternal holy sword, kill all enemies!"
A chant-like sound came out of Atik's mouth, and at the same time, the holy sword in his hand expanded more than ten times in an instant, turning into a terrifying giant sword and falling.
Those who were watching the battle from a distance were all shocked when they saw this scene. Even the special envoy of the Witch Ghost Clan showed surprise, with no trace of disdain or contempt on his face!
"It's Artik's famous stunt, the Eternal Holy Sword!"
"It is said that no enemy can survive under this sword!"
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No one watching the battle expected that Atik would perform his stunt so quickly.
"Artik is crazy, he has been completely angered by that Chinese warrior!"
"That Chinese warrior is in danger!"
Although Artik's strength is not the strongest among the ten holy knights of the Holy Holy See, he is not the worst either.
Above the sky, the white giant sword shines brightly, illuminating the dark night.
The giant sword fell, and the terrifying power was enough to turn everything around it into powder and shatter everything.
However, facing the terrifying sword, Xu Qingyun still looked calm, without any trace of panic or fear on his face.
Xu Qingyun thought in his heart that this person's strength should almost reach that of an Earth Immortal, half a step to an Earth Immortal.
Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at Xu Qingyun who was still standing there, motionless.
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 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 strength.
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 eastward, clasping her hands together, 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.
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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 fully see 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, looking at 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."
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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. No level 6 expert can survive under the Eternal Holy Sword.
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'm not the weak person you think. Your vanity and your imagination are not satisfied, so you are angry, and you can only be angry!"
"Shut up, shut up!"
Every time Xu Qingyun said another word, Atik's face became more ugly.