Chapter 1769 - 1645: Holy Master

Chapter 1769: Chapter 1645: Holy Master

"You court death!"

Senmu Venerable was furious, his strength suddenly increased as if shattering the void, a power exceeding ten thousand pounds, terrifying beyond measure.

Battle!

Ye Qingfeng’s battle intent surged, fearless in the slightest, his strength also suddenly increased, each punch like the might of Tai Shan.

Mountains and rivers crumbled!

"So powerful!"

Mu Pingping gazed at the man in the sky, hardly daring to believe he could be so terrifying.

The speed of the two battling figures was such that she could barely see, the muffled sounds of impact revealing the immense power unleashed.

"Thousand Mysterious Shadows!"

Suddenly, Senmu Venerable shouted, his figure flickered sharply as if split in two, becoming indistinct.

In the next instant, he continued to split, and in just a few seconds, Senmu Venerable’s figure filled the sky, with hundreds of Senmu Venerables surrounding Ye Qingfeng.

"What, there’s a technique like this? How does one fight against it?" Mu Pingping exclaimed in disbelief at the cliff’s edge.

"This is Senmu Venerable’s ultimate technique, now Ye Kill God is in trouble," Herbert said gravely.

Now, they were all in the same boat with Ye Qingfeng.

"Heh, Senmu Venerable has actually used his ultimate technique, let’s see how he resists!" the long-haired Holy Son said coldly.

He had been scared away by Ye Qingfeng and was deeply resentful, hoping Ye Qingfeng would die soon.

"Heh, Senmu Venerable’s ultimate technique is not something he can withstand," the golden-haired Saintess also said with a laugh.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

A hundred afterimages simultaneously attacked Ye Qingfeng, the cane heavy as a mountain swinging at him, threatening to make him cough up blood if he didn’t block it.

Even breaking bones!

"Idiot!"

Ye Qingfeng muttered coldly and threw a punch, instantly sending a figure flying, spewing a large mouthful of blood in the air.

The other afterimages immediately vanished.

"How, how is this possible, how did you find me?" Senmu Venerable was shocked, his technique was dominant across the European Continent, even the Church Court’s Great Elder and the Pope had difficulty breaking it.

This guy broke it effortlessly.

"Those destined to die need not know too much!"

Ye Qingfeng shook his head.

Having said that, he directly advanced towards Senmu Venerable to kill him, his iron fists like the wind, raising storms, his cold killing intent blooming sky-high.

"Do you really think I’m afraid of you?"

Then, Senmu Venerable exploded, standing straight, his cane sweeping horizontally, his strength doubling, cutting a long line as if slicing through the void.

"Go die!"

Seeing Ye Qingfeng not dodging or retreating, his iron fist still advancing, Senmu Venerable coldly shouted.

His cane was forged from Outer Heaven Divine Iron, a rare treasure, far beyond what alloy steel could withstand.

Let alone this mere fist.

"Crack!"

At the moment of collision between fist and cane, an explosive sound rang out.

The cane shattered, Ye Qingfeng’s fist struck Senmu Venerable’s chest, sending him flying, spewing a large mouthful of blood.

"Pfft"

Senmu Venerable was severely injured, spraying blood in the air, as if his heart and veins had shattered.

"What!?"

The long-haired Holy Son and Saintess were shocked, other elders of the Dark Force stood dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

Senmu Venerable not only lost the battle but also had his cane broken.

This was a treasure forged from Divine Iron!

At this moment, a chilling gleam flickered from Ye Qingfeng’s left arm, his refined left arm having surpassed these lower-grade minerals.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, the thick fog above the black castle moved.

Transforming into a giant hand, it reached out to support Senmu Venerable directly.

"The Holy Master, the Holy Master is here!"

Even before seeing the person, the long-haired Holy Son exclaimed excitedly.

"To have forced the Holy Master to act personally, this Hua Xia Slaughter God has reason to be proud," the Saintess also noted with a calm tone.

"It’s over!"

Herbert and others’ faces changed drastically, this was the Holy Master, the top figure of the Dark Force, they knew well how terrifying this person was.

"Ah, Hua Xia Slaughter God, why are you so violent?"

A figure slowly walked out.

This was a blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man, with a handsome and cheerful appearance, as charming as young Leonardo DiCaprio from Titanic.

"Holy Master?" Ye Qingfeng raised an eyebrow and directly said, "Your strength is good, you can work for me. How about I give you another chance, have those from the Dark Force kneel and submit, and I will spare your lives."

"..."

The Holy Master smiled lightly, saying helplessly, "That’s what I wanted to say."

"Submit, serve our Dark Force for fifty years, and I will let you return!" the Holy Master said with another smile.

"Ah, indeed, you all insist on courting death." Ye Qingfeng shook his head, finding this Dark Force much dumber than the Church Court.

"How dare you speak to the Holy Master this way, you can’t even imagine what kind of being you’re dealing with?" the long-haired Holy Son reprimanded.

"The Holy Master’s power is beyond imagination."

"Beyond imagination garbage?"

Ye Qingfeng laughed coldly.

The Holy Master frowned slightly, his face darkening, "I’ve already given you a chance. If you seek death, you have only yourself to blame."

Ye Qingfeng sneered, the Futu Sword exploded in size, flames surging, "You don’t understand at all what kind of existence you’re facing?"

"Heh, so arrogant!"

The Holy Master was furious, with a wave of his hand, the wind and clouds surged, gray mists gathering in his palm like endless corrosive potion, terrifying and ghastly.

Between heaven and earth, the clouds parted, and around the Holy Master, tornadoes formed.

These were made up of Gang Wind, with frightening power capable of cutting gold and slicing stone.

However, Ye Qingfeng knew that the terrifying part wasn’t the Gang Wind, but the accompanying mist; once it touched you, it would permeate your skin at speed straight to the heart.

Even the Heaven and Earth Power could hardly block it.

"Go!" ℯℯ𝑙.

The Holy Master clapped both hands, and tornadoes flew towards Ye Qingfeng, their killing intent icy, surrounding him from five directions, giving him no chance to escape.

Ye Qingfeng! A hint of worry appeared on Mu Pingping’s delicate face.

This person’s strength was definitely above the Church Court’s Great Elder.

Ye Qingfeng’s gaze shifted slightly, the Dark Force indeed had masters, no wonder it could maintain such a powerful presence under the suppression of the Church Court.

Gray mist formed into tornadoes, attacking Ye Qingfeng like lightning, incredibly fast, leaving no life in their path.