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  "Hahaha——" A long laugh.

  Xiao Qiufeng's figure was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, bursting into the encirclement of the Imperial Guard and the 72 elite troops. With one hand raised, he had already pinched to death two guards who were rushing forward, their corpses flying towards the two Church Warlords who were fiercely attacking Luosi.

  "Who is it?"

  For this young man's strong invasion, the four imperial guards were already shocked and retreated in a flurry. One of them felt a familiar aura from Xiao Qiufeng's body, like a nightmare that could not be forgotten for life, reminiscent of the battle in London years ago.

  "In that year, the war was fierce, and we lost many soldiers and generals. Of the ten great generals, only seven were left, and even the Pope's jade scepter was thrown into the Liao River. It seems that this lesson has already been forgotten."

  That war was a shame to the Pope, and was strictly forbidden from being spread by the new generation of Popes. However, the Seven Great Wars were something that he had personally participated in back then, so naturally, he understood it better than anyone else.

  Xiao Qiufeng's words made them feel a chill in their hearts, and one of them asked, "How did you know?"

  This concerns the dignity of the Pope. Even if the seven great warlords who escaped with their lives on that day kept this secret hidden in their hearts, they did not let any followers know.

  Ruth had walked to the front of Xiao Qiufeng, looking at these massacre his disciples' Jiao Zong masters, had been angry to the bone, but she was injured, and injured not lightly, on the side of the Hu Meng master, also nine out of ten serious injuries, full of blood, had let them lose their usual calm.

  If it weren't for meeting Xiao Qiufeng and Tianming, those two perverts back then, the Pope's power would be the true monarch of the world, unmatched.

  "It was he who hurt me, and if I kill him, I can grant a wish." Ruth knew she was running out of energy and couldn't keep fighting the Pope's general anymore. She had to put all her hopes on this Eastern man. After entangling with each other for so many years, only at this moment did she truly understand the principle that her master wanted her to grasp.

  The master didn't want her to kill him, but rather to constantly whip her into shape, encourage her, and give her a goal to strive for, so she wouldn't lose direction on the path of cultivation.

  Ruth knew she couldn't kill this man, even if she really had that power. She was very clear in her heart that she wouldn't actually do it.

  Xiao Qiufeng saw that on top of the original injuries on Luosi's arm, two new wounds had been added. He slowly turned his head back, and the arrogant pride in his eyes transformed into a deep chill.

  "Who I am doesn't matter now. What matters is that I'm going to kill." And the person he was referring to was one of the four great warlords who had just hurt Ruse.

  The four great wars will be fought together, and at this moment, they are standing on the same front line. Another person with a cold gaze shouted loudly: "Imperial Guard, kill, kill without pardon!"

  He finished, the first one rushed towards Xiao Qiufeng. At any time, they need to maintain the honor of the sect and cannot let anyone destroy it. Xiao Qiufeng's indifference to them has seriously damaged their dignity.

  "Xiao Shao, hand over this birdman to me!" Who knows when, Tie Zhu had already burst in, this fierce man, now covered in blood, couldn't even see his original appearance, if not for his voice, Xiao Qiufeng would have thought he was a bloody Rakshasa from some hell.

  Xiao Qiufeng has made a move, and all the Imperial Guards have also moved. The pressure on Tushen's side has been greatly reduced, with thousands of people fighting together in a chaotic mess.

  Xiao Qiufeng handed over that arrogant person to Tiezhu, and he told him that he wanted to kill the man.

  While Ruth had retreated into the war circle, the wolf dog grasped a bloody blade and guarded her in front.

  "Miss, that Eastern man is incredibly powerful to the point of being abnormal." Wolf Dog often kills people too, but even though he's used to seeing bloody scenes, when he saw that man's slaughter, he still had an urge to vomit violently. Why be so brutal just to kill someone?

  Shadow Body Technique, has been used to the extreme, at this moment even the shadow has disappeared, like a gust of wind blowing in front, and the neck is no longer one's own, Xiao Qiufeng cut through six guards standing before the war general, powerful True Force Empty Heart Slash, has arrived with the wind.

  The killing intent, accompanied by the furious anger, had reached a terrifying level. The power of Xiao Qiufeng was already at an astonishing stage, and even the warlord was also an extremely formidable figure. At this moment, facing such a murderous aura, he almost had an urge to escape. If it weren't for the honor of being a warlord, he would have turned around and fled far away.

  "Black Devil's Hand!" Ten marshals, each with a very special martial art, and this was the Black Devil's Hand, which was full of toxins. Anyone who was touched by it would likely lose their life.

  However, Xiao Qiufeng was not afraid because he had been with the Silver Thief for too long and knew a thing or two about his poisoning techniques and antidote methods. The Black Magic Hand, on the other hand, infused poison into the practicing aura, every move and style carrying toxic air, making it impossible to defend against. But they couldn't penetrate Xiao Qiufeng's protective true energy.

  The ultimate realm of martial arts, different paths converge, any move or means will pale in the face of absolute strength.

  Xiao Qiufeng's first task was to sever this black magic hand, because its existence was truly too venomous and harmed the natural order.

  His hands were like knives, his fingers like swords, the blade's edge moved, the sword's intent was cold. The strong impact of the autumn wind was like a powerful storm, even if he was as agile as a monkey, he couldn't block this speed and force. After being hit in the chest, his body paused for a moment, and with one move, a new blade of air had already split through, swift and fierce like thunder, fast as lightning, unstoppable.

  In his haste, the Pope's war general didn't care about others watching, and then he grabbed a disciple, blocking Xiao Qiufeng's massive chopping knife. The knife splashed five feet away, its blade condensed, and the corpse was cut in two.

  "It's no wonder he's the Pope, so skilled at seeking fame and fortune. His methods are indeed impressive." Xiao Qiufeng felt contempt for such a despicable person, but his killing intent grew even stronger. This time, with a sudden movement, his hand clenched into a fist, forming a powerful hammer that shot towards him with a whistling sound.

  The war general's body shape half retreated, the long black magic hand, sandwiching the bone-eroding cold poison, had already wrapped around the hammer head, wanting to kill his opponent with one move.

  The air has extended and is now covering his arms, with both hands intersecting, a "hissing" sound has become very piercing.

  The Pope's War smiled savagely on his face, but his complexion changed greatly. The hand that was tightly wrapped in his dark magic, however, rose like a spirit snake out of its hole, and the fist had already turned into a knife, with a swift and illusory flash.

  A loud crack, no pain, only because he had no time to react, a new lightning attack, already in the blink of an eye, was right in front of him.

  Hei Mo Shou's arm had already gone limp and his left hand was raised in defense, but this thunderous blow was too powerful, like a weight of ten thousand kilograms, pressing down on Zong Zhan Jiang. His entire body had shrunk by half, unable to withstand it, he had already fallen to one knee on the ground.

  "There's no need to be so polite, even if you beg on your knees, today is still a day of certain death."

  The Pope's glory was destroyed at this moment, one of the seven great wars as the Pope, admired by countless believers, now kneeling at the feet of this Easterner.

  "Abominable —— " A warrior can be killed but not humiliated, and the general has a strong physique, his body's strength is already moving, standing up straight, but unfortunately, Xiao Qiufeng did not give him this opportunity.

  Flying kick has kicked in, foot right on his head, dazed for a moment, this battle half of the body has been buried in the ground.

  One leg, two legs - after the "crack" of six legs, the warrior was left with only his battered head still on the ground, his entire body buried in the mud of the green grass.

  The other three generals, two were blocked by Tie Zhu and Li Qiang's soldiers, one was surrounded by the Divine Army and couldn't get away, watching as his companions became living mud statues in an instant, being toyed with like puppets by this devil-like man.

  The man slowly walked up to the head, Xiao Qiufeng lifted his foot and stomped down violently. The neck let out a crisp sound, this dying general had completely cut off his last breath, and his head hung under his crotch.

  The unparalleled fighting spirit stirred up by this war had completely demonized Xiao Qiufeng, his body like a tiger, as he charged into the painful and moving Imperial Guard team, stirring up endless bloodshed and slaughter. The Pope should not have intervened, coming to send himself to death, it's no wonder that his heart has become ruthless.

  "Take them down, not a single one left." Xiao Qiufeng watched the battle situation of several parties, and shouted loudly. Tie Zhu and Li Qiangbing also accelerated their offensive unintentionally. Although they couldn't take down these two generals for the time being, they had already made them aware that the overall situation was gone. This man's abnormality was almost identical to that of Dongfangren back then.

  That fierce killing intent has already made people tremble at the first scent of it.

  The seventy-two elite were also top-notch, but in Xiao Qiufeng's hands, they couldn't withstand a single blow. With swift and successive movements of his hands, he grasped, lifted, and pinched, breaking their necks one by one, sending them tumbling to the ground like cut grain.

  Blood has formed rivers, but the intention to kill is becoming more and more intense.

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