t upset and punched it directly.With a single deafening thud, the head houseman was pulverized into a bloody mist by a fist."Oh dear, I used a bit too much force."Xiaoqing cutely stuck out her tongue,...Samaras, leading the Olympians' deities in a frantic escape, was met with a flash of white. Leng Qingqiu, sword drawn, stood before them.

To say who these people are most afraid of right now, it would have to be this woman in front of them.

Just recently, Leng Qingqiu defeated Kavhis, the second-ranked deity on Mount Olympus, with a single sword strike.

"You..."

As the great lord Salamas was about to speak, Leng Qingqiu, with her icy personality and principle of "strike first, ask questions later," drew her sword directly.

"This..."

Samahras was filled with bitterness. This woman was too ruthless; she didn't give any leeway, acting on her words without hesitation.

Having no other choice, he could only wave his spear and meet the attack head-on, hoping to block it.

But the reality was disappointing. With his abilities and weapons, how could he possibly withstand Leng Qingqiu

One sword swept across, the spear shattered, and Samara's head soared high into the air. Dozens more followed him in death.

The power of this sword is terrifying!

The Third Divinity, Alex, took to the air. At this moment, everyone else was too preoccupied with escaping for their lives to care about anything else.

But Leng Qingqiu would never let him escape, just as he flew a hundred meters away, a sharp sword qi shattered him into pieces.

The gap in cultivation widened, it's not an exaggeration to say that slaying these people from Mount Olympus is like killing chickens.

Some things are just a process, with no difficulty at all.

On the other side, wherever Ye Tian passed, two more saintly figures fell, and countless people from the Divine Court perished.

Before them, this was an invincible demon god, unable to harm the other party at all, instead dying upon contact.

At this moment, two-thirds of the Western Expeditionary Army has been lost. The remaining small part are frantically fleeing.

They were all terrified. These Chinese people were simply too powerful, far beyond their ability to contend with.

They originally came here with great enthusiasm, believing that by gathering the power of the West, they could completely wipe out China and obtain limitless resources.

So far, not even a single inch of the enemy's land has been touched, yet so many have died.

Every heart is filled with regret. If they could have another chance, they wouldn't dare to covet China even if they were given ten thousand times the courage.

Some were delighted, some were despondent. The monks, the Taoist priests of Qingyang, the disciples of Tie Dao Men, and the members of San Gui Zong all watched with excitement and anticipation.

Master Bujie snatched the wine gourd and gulped down a large mouthful: "So exhilarating! Too exhilarating! Our Han Dynasty has successors, successors indeed!"

Qingyang Daochang burst into a fit of laughter: “Good one, ‘though far away, will surely be punished!’ Ye Yixian is truly a divine being. I see that from now on, who would dare to defy my Hanxia!”

Others were overjoyed, Ye Bufan's strength gave them hope for China.

After all, these talents are only in their twenties, with such formidable abilities, they could at least protect China for a thousand years.

On the yellow sand, screams echoed endlessly. The Western army fell one after another; this wasn't a battle at all, it was a one-sided massacre.

From the beginning to now, the West has suffered heavy losses, while here in China, not a single person has been injured. This is the difference in strength, a complete dimensionality reduction attack.

At that very moment, a loud shout echoed through the air.

“Stop right there, or I’ll kill them!”

The voice was jarringly loud, drowning out the din of battle that had filled the entire field. All eyes turned towards its source.

The one who shouted was the only remaining saint of the Divine Court, Sanders. His holy light cross sword pointed at a carriage in his hand.

""

Ye Bufan waved his hand, and the crowd immediately stopped.

He looked at Sanders with a playful glint in his eye. "Come on, what's the meaning of this"

"Are you the Huaxia Physician Immortal, Ye Bufan"

"Yes, it's me."

"That's right!"

A triumphant smile spread across Sanders' face. "He had already learned everything about Helena and knew she had found a man named Ye Bufan in China."

"At the beginning, I didn't take it seriously. Now that I suddenly remembered it, I have an extra card up my sleeve."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and an invisible force of holy power directly tore the carriage to pieces, revealing the two people sitting inside, Helena and Sophie.

"See this Your woman is in my hands!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, no one expected Ye Bufan's woman to fall into the hands of the Divine Court.

Westerners were overjoyed one by one. They had been desperate, but now Sanders had come up with such a trick.

Since grabbing the opponent's woman as a hostage, one has a glimmer of hope.

Yet Ye Bufan remained unfazed. “So what”

Sanders grew increasingly confident, believing he had completely seized the upper hand.

Let us go at once, and for killing so many of my temple people, you must make amends. Otherwise, I will kill her right now!

Upon hearing his words, Master Bujie and the others shook their heads. They had originally believed this was the best chance to eradicate the Western forces, but now it seemed unlikely.

Now that someone is being held hostage, they can only choose to bow their head and submit.

The Westerners, on the other hand, broke into wide smiles. To them, Sang's terms were not too harsh and they were sure he would agree in the end.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "Alright, then go ahead and kill me!"

"Uh!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Sanders's expression froze instantly, and he even thought he had misheard.

"What did you say, kid"

Ye Bufan said again, "You said you wanted to kill, didn't you Then go ahead and kill!"

"This…"

Sanders had already thought out his bargaining conditions, just ready to haggle and get his money back on the spot. Now he realized there was no chance of negotiating at all.

"Kid, you think you can play hard to get with me You really think I'll fall for it You really think I wouldn't dare to kill her"

He was also an old fox who had lived for thousands of years, thinking that the other party was just playing tricks on him, trying to get a good bargaining chip in the negotiations.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "A dignified god's court saint, using a woman as a bargaining chip, I truly feel ashamed for you."

"Since you've gone all out, might as well seize the day. Everyone's waiting to see what happens."

"I..."

Seeing that the other party showed no intention of retracting their words, Sanders suddenly found himself in a difficult position.

"Kid, if you try to play games with me, I'll cut off her arm first. Let's see how tough you can be."

At this point, he didn't care about face at all. Having said that, the holy light sword in his hand flashed and slashed towards Helena's left arm.

Sophie had been sitting beside Helena the whole time, her mission to protect her. Now, there was no hesitation as she raised a hand and conjured a holy shield before them.

She had never fought Sanders before and didn't know what level his cultivation had reached. She thought that after consecutively leveling up twice, she could at least fight him on equal terms.

Only after their clash did it become clear that her shield hadn't even managed to hold back the opponent's holy light cross sword for a moment, being ripped to shreds instantly.

Sanders' sword blazed with light, charging forward relentlessly.

Just then, another enormous shield of holy light appeared before them.

The Holy Light Sword plunged into the shield with a dull thud. Unlike last time, it didn't pierce through the Holy Light Shield, and even Sanders was sent reeling back seven or eight steps. They all waited quietly for an answer.When it comes to knowledge of psychic arts, few can surpass Ye Bufan. At this moment, his appearance of being dazed and confused is no different from someone who...