Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

Chapter 1732: Chapter 1608: Golden Armor

Except for Ye Qingfeng, everyone else was enveloped in the explosion by the Yan Chen, but everyone knew that under such a powerful explosion, no one could survive.

No one!

"Swish!"

The body of a Holy Son fell again, covered in blood, with tattered clothes, even the Church Court Holy Artifact in his hand had lost its luster, seemingly heavily injured.

A moment later, it was Mei Chuan Xiaoci’s body that fell from the Yan Chen, covered in wounds, even this Supreme Sword Saint from Japan was ultimately no match.

Only Ruben Saint remained.

"This, this is too terrifying!"

"My God, the Hua Xia Slaughter God is so terrifying, even the Church Court is no match!"

"The strong have fallen, the Holy Son spills blood, the entire Martial Arts World will be shocked!"

Everyone was astounded, seeing the fallen Holy Son and Mei Chuan Xiaoci, their hearts were immensely shocked, feeling utterly parched.

They couldn’t have imagined that the ending would be like this, so powerful that it’s beyond imagination.

This was the Church Court, the European Church, the highest force in the whole secular world, and each Holy Son was almost directly killed.

Unable to imagine this scene, still unable to believe.

"Alas, we still underestimated him, this God of Kill is no longer within our grasp!" said a senior from Huaxia, shaking his head, who once predicted Ye Qingfeng’s defeat and fall.

"Indeed, his realm is not something we can imagine, previously trying to fathom him was truly laughable," several elders shook their heads.

They once sighed, lamenting Ye Qingfeng’s youthful arrogance, too impulsive, lacking in depth.

Reflecting now, it’s simply a shame, such a genius Devil doesn’t need depth, doesn’t need temperament, he is invincible, ever-forward.

Overturning everything!

"We, Huaxia, have truly produced a True Dragon!"

"The true strong of Huaxia, sweeping the world, fortunately, Wan Potian didn’t succeed at that time, or else Huaxia would have lost a talent!"

"Merely Wan Potian, how could he kill a Devil like Ye Kill God!"

The Martial Artists of Huaxia exclaimed, their eyes radiating brilliance, looking at the black figure in the sky, full of admiration.

Everyone was still immersed in excitement, jubilant, as if triumph was in their grasp.

"No, where is Ruben Saint, he hasn’t appeared yet!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

At this moment, the hazy Yan Chen suddenly dispersed, a figure gradually revealing.

Golden brilliance shone dazzlingly, towering over the sky, Ruben’s face was calm, his golden hair somewhat disheveled, looking a bit embarrassed, but not injured.

"Is this... armor?"

"This is the Church’s Treasure, the Golden Armor, unexpectedly, Ruben has two treasures!"

Everyone was shocked, Ruben held a Church’s Treasure, the Star Shining Scepter, possessing supreme Holy Power, able to purify all things, a very aggressive weapon.

Unexpectedly, Ruben also had the Golden Armor, everyone was stunned.

"Such powerful armor, actually survived such a strong killing move from Ye Qingfeng."

"Ruben’s strength is hard to fathom, what exactly is his power?"

Everyone exclaimed in shock, astonished by Ruben’s power, the Church’s first Holy Son, unimaginable strength, truly not to be underestimated.

"Haha, Ruben Saint is unscathed, I knew it, I knew it, the power of the Church is not something you can imagine!"

Huang Long exclaimed excitedly, radiating brilliance, beams bursting forth.

"Shut up!"

Zhong Ming was furious, stomping between Huang Long’s legs, the last intact part since his limbs were broken.

"Ah! I will kill you, kill you!!"

Pained screams echoed through the sky.

"Heh heh, you are strong, truly, indeed strong, even more terrifying than I imagined, actually forcing him to this point!"

The golden armor gleamed in the sunset, gold shining brightly.

Ruben held the scepter, though embarrassed, but with an invincible stance, like an ultimate strong, icy cold and aloof, not to be defiled.

"It’s been years since anyone has forced me this far!"

"The feeling of going all out, haven’t felt that in a long time." Ruben revealed a cold smile, bone-chilling, "Let your blood be the sacrifice for my golden armor!"

"This, this is the real Ruben!"

"It’s over, Ruben hasn’t actually gone all out before? He has two Supreme Treasures, Ye Qingfeng’s strongest killing move couldn’t defeat him, how to fight now?"

Everyone’s faces changed dramatically, worry instantly arose, Ruben’s strength more terrifying than imagined.

Like invincible. "Heh" Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly.

"Haha, I knew Ruben wouldn’t be defeated so easily!"

"The Church’s first Holy Son, indeed powerful, unimaginable strength."

"Heavenly God posture, like Divine, Hua Xia Slaughter God against Church Holy Son, this move, indeed spectacular!"

Martial Artists abroad exclaimed, though this battle bore no relation to them, still they hoped Ruben would win.

Ye Qingfeng’s emergence was too abrupt, suddenly rising, and too violent, decisive in his killings, slaying too many Martial Artists.

Such a person is better dead.

Boundlessly overwhelming, yet powerful, the character people dread the most.

"Heh"

Ye Qingfeng’s expression was indifferent, as if everything was within his control.

Futu Sword in hand, flames surged, imposing momentum.

"You’re not surprised?" Ruben’s sword-brows flinched slightly.

"Heh heh, anyway, it’s death, what is there to be surprised about." Ye Qingfeng sneered coldly.

"You’re still so confident, really think you’re invincible?" Ruben’s face turned incredibly sinister, eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Your strongest killing move has already been blocked by me, do you have even stronger means?"

"To cut you, enough!" Ye Qingfeng said calmly.

Black Robe fluttered, strands of black hair gently Rong’er.

He stood proudly in the sky, features delicate and handsome, eyes, nose, mouth all flawless, with a calm, ethereal temperament, very natural.

"Honestly, your confident look really makes me dislike it!"

Ruben’s face turned indifferent, suddenly twisting, hatred surging.

"Don’t think, everything is under your control, I am Ruben, the Saint Son!"

Ruben was enraged, holding the golden scepter, attacking Ye Qingfeng.

This time, the true Peak Ruben, peerless might, fierce slaughter, Holy Power erupting, sweeping all.

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were ice-cold, bravely engaging, Futu Sword soared, sweeping out, cutting out cracks of tens of feet, to cut everything.

Only then did the real battle between the two erupt, a truly world-shaking fight.

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