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Behind him, dozens of red-armored cavalrymen and over a hundred Tiger Guards at the eighth rank filed out.
They quickly stepped forward to help the Black Knight fend off the attacks of the four temple messengers.
However, the effect was minimal.
The Red-Armored Cavalry are no weaker than the Black Cavalry, and with seven Tiger Guards working together, they can even rival a ninth-rank official.
However, even against a temple messenger with the combat power of a Grandmaster, he could be defeated with a flick of the finger.
The terrifying gap between the Ninth Rank and the Grandmaster is...
This is the fundamental reason why the temple was able to guide and suppress human civilization for 100,000 years by relying on several temple messengers.
This demonstrates the fragility and powerlessness of scheming and intrigue under absolute power.
Watching this scene, 7
Chen Pingping still had the mind to laugh. He looked at Fan Jian, and his smile became even more pronounced.
"Why aren't you hiding anymore, you old fox? You always said that staying away from power struggles is the way to survive. But today, you've brought out all your secrets."
Fan Jian glanced at Fan Xian not far away, shook his head and said: 2
"Times have changed! In the end, you can't have your cake and eat it too; you have to make a choice."
At this moment, one Black Rider after another was killed, and one Tiger Guard after another died tragically.
The four temple messengers were utterly invincible.
Even if they were injured by chance, it wouldn't have any impact on them at all.
In fact, Wu Zhu has not made a move yet.
It all seemed to be coming to an end.
But Chen Pingping remained completely unconcerned.
He simply watched the scene unfold before him calmly, observing the four temple envoys displaying their divine power, looking at Wu Zhu, and at Emperor Qing in the distant palace, who seemed to be looking down upon them from afar.
Lin Wan'er's face was a little pale.
Holding Ye Ling'er's hand tightly, Ye Ling'er's heart trembled slightly.
She had seen grandmasters before.
This was truly the first time that four grandmasters had joined forces to kill an enemy.
This scene of slaughter, like harvesting wheat, truly possesses a powerful and awe-inspiring force.
Who can turn this deadlock around?
Gradually, a faint sense of despair and a somber atmosphere enveloped everyone's hearts.
Unable to bear it any longer, Ye Ling'er, unwilling to wait to die in place, rushed out directly.
Even if it means death, as a daughter of the Ye family, she would choose to die in battle.
But the moment she rushed out, a face she couldn't help but think of still lingering in her mind.
She died. Would he shed tears for her?
Between his ten fingers, a burst of energy, as sharp as withered branches, erupted instantly.
It seemed to transform into a net, enveloping one of the yellow-robed messengers.
However, this inescapable net,
But it was shattered by a single, simple punch from its opponent.
It even continued its momentum, aiming to blast towards Ye Ling'er's head.
Based on the Yellow-Clad Messenger's previous methods, barring any unforeseen circumstances...
The next second, Ye Ling'er's head will explode like a watermelon.
"Ling'er!"
Seeing this scene, Lin Wan'er's eyes turned red, and she was filled with grief.
With their fingers clenched tightly, their nails dug deep into their skin.
Gods and Buddhas everywhere, who can save Ling'er!
She pleaded and prayed in her heart.
Despite his severe injuries, Ye Zhong desperately wanted to get up.
However, this aggravated the injury in his chest, causing his mouth to overflow with blood.
Ye Ling'er's fighting spirit remained undiminished.
He even vaguely comprehended another set of martial arts from the Flowing Clouds Scattered Hands.
The energy regenerates at the fingertips, filled with a chilling sense of shattering.
The indomitable spirit on her face was even stronger.
However, at this moment, it is meaningless.
Under the Grandmaster's punch, she was practically doomed.
At this very moment,
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Ling'er without warning.
Using only one hand,
He blocked the yellow-robed messenger's fierce fist, preventing him from advancing any further.
Chapter 130 Li Chengqian Makes His Move! Mission Triggered: Seize the Throne!
Li Chengqian looked calmly at the person in front of him.
Between his fingers, countless solid, unparalleled strands of azure sword energy intertwined and erupted.
The yellow-robed messenger's arm was strangled in an instant.
It exploded into a cloud of golden blood mist.
The sword energy, like a dragon, pressed its advantage relentlessly, sweeping outwards!
The yellow-clad messenger, slaughtering the Black Rider Tiger Guards like pigs and dogs.
It seemed as if he had no chance to fight back at all, as countless streaks of azure sword energy pierced through his body.
A burst of energy erupted, and the yellow-robed envoy was sent flying like a rag doll, his body covered in wounds, and he remained motionless.
An astonishing scene.
In an instant, the street, filled with killing and fighting spirit, fell silent.
A terrifying existence at the Grandmaster level.
That's it.
died?
On the quiet street, a slightly gentle voice rang out.
"Little Ling'er, it's only been a short time since we last met, and you already have the guts to fight a Grandmaster to the death. However, your fearless attitude is truly admirable."
Li Chengqian turned around.
His eyes held a hint of amusement and appreciation.
Ye Ling'er stared blankly at the familiar face in front of her, her eyes instantly reddening.
She forced herself not to cry, but her tone carried a rare hint of grievance.
"Big hooligan!"
Li Chengqian was taken aback.
The image of the first time he met Ye Ling'er flashed through his mind.
He gently lifted Ye Ling'er's pointed chin and smiled faintly.
"How about I, this big rogue, avenge the beauty?"
Ye Ling'er turned her head away with a slightly stubborn look.
However, a blush crept onto her fair cheeks.
Li Chengqian lowered his hand and exchanged a glance with Lin Wan'er from a distance.
Next second,
He then turned around and looked at the remaining three temple messengers, his face devoid of any emotion.
With these robots that only know how to obey orders,
There's not much to say.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the wooden horse and ox appeared out of thin air in his hand.
However, he has not yet made a move.
The remaining three temple messengers seemed to have received some kind of instruction.
Or rather, it has already been programmed with some kind of instruction.
The moment they stared intently at Li Chengqian, a terrifying red light flashed in their three pairs of cold, ruthless eyes.
Six incredibly powerful beams of light,
In the blink of an eye, it crashed down on Li Chengqian with energy enough to destroy everything.
This is a method of warfare from tens of thousands of years ago.
It is the culmination of the hard work and dedication of countless people and generations.
It is a terrifying weapon capable of destroying all life.
This was a decisive blow, a decisive blow aimed at Li Chengqian.
Perhaps Emperor Qing had already foreseen Li Chengqian's appearance here.
Grandmasters are indeed powerful, but how could they possibly match the speed of light?