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Chapter five hundred and eighty third head-on blow, bloody dance steps

The vast number of black dots on the sea surface began to surge frequently. They were densely packed, and they seemed to be reorganizing their formation. Twenty-five Paladins were in front, cooperating with the left wing's 120,000 round table knights. The white horned horned horse had slowly unfolded.

The 400,000 silver holy sword will shine brightly on the dim sky.

The Pope was standing in the middle of the formation, while King Arthur and the Golden High Priest of the Holy See, and the Cardinal were placed at the end of the Forbidden City. They floated in the sky and looked huge.

After returning to the edge of the shore with Zhuge Qingqing, Chen Yuyang smiled and said, "There are really a lot of people?"

Zhuge Mingze wondered: "Why didn't you see the ninja and the people from the Golden Palace? Will there be any conspiracy?"

"There will be a conspiracy. Those ninja assassins will never fight us in a positive way. As for the Golden Palace, I have already gone to Greece, and Athena promises that I will not attack the East!"

Chen Lingfeng smiled badly and said, "What did you do to her?"

Chen Yuyang narrowed his eyes and said, "It's nothing, it's just destroying the Vatican and killing half of the Saint Seiya, that's all!"

"Damn it, that's all. Are you going to scare us old guys to death?"

"The younger generation is so terrifying!" Long Bai said.

At this moment, Long Feiyun was constantly looking around and wonderingly: "When this happens, why haven't Master come back yet? If Master is here, I'm afraid the current situation will be even bigger!"

Chen Yuyang shook his head and said, "He won't come back!"

The battle is imminent and there is no time to explain. Zhuge Qingqing frowned slightly and said, "They are here!"

The sea was covered with white areas, and the Paladins began to charge along the sea level. The white horses flew extremely fast in the air, and seemed to have the intention to destroy the Chinese camp. After all, hundreds of thousands of Paladins charged together, which was definitely a terrifying scene.

The archbishops behind also began to sing, and Chen Yuyang sneered: "Qingqing, while there is still some distance, I will go to the back and kill all these annoying magicians. You can directly destroy the Paladins in front, and the rest will not move!"

"Okay!" Zhuge Qingqing nodded.

In an instant, Chen Yuyang had disappeared from the spot. A person was weak in the vast sea and could not be seen. A white figure appeared in front of the archbishop in the Holy See. These cardinals and archbishops in the golden sacrifice were no less than a few thousand people. Chen Yuyang rushed in like this.

The long sword in his hand had appeared, and everyone was frightened and thought to himself: How did he rush over? Aren’t he afraid of death?

However, they had no time to ask about these questions. The sword had swept across the board. They had no magic power at all. They just rushed back and forth with their strength. For a moment, the back of the Holy See began to turn blood and ruins were flying everywhere.

"In front of the real strong men, you chanting mages are like trash!" Chen Yuyang said disdainfully.

A long sword spread across the sky and said, "Xiaoyao three-combo attack!"

The Pope in front seemed to have noticed something wrong behind him. After taking a look, the Pope's first reaction was to seek death. Although the Cardinal was not strong in combat, it was not something that could be killed by one person. However, after he looked at it, his eyes began to twitch.

He was wearing white clothes like snow, rushing in the camp of ten thousand people, but his whole body was not covered with blood. He was free and wishful.

Just as the Pope was a little stunned, Zhuge Qingqing moved, stood in the void, and scolded: "Destroy!"

A golden light flashed from Zhuge Qingqing's hand, and the power of the saints, as they raised their hands, life and spirits died. With a wave of their hands, all the people were gone. Without any weapons, they saw the golden light flashed, and then several consecutive paladins and Tianma turned into ashes for a moment.

Pandora had already started to tremble. He finally understood why Dongfang dared to start a war under such circumstances. Dongfang's troops were far inferior to his own, and they were a mess. But facing the power of the gods, the Pope began to tremble.

"Breaking Kill!" Zhuge Qingqing moved again, and the speed was very fast. On the sea surface with golden light, several teams of paladins were instantly killed by the group. Forty or five hundred thousand people marched to the east, but 100,000 people disappeared in an instant. How could the Pope bear this?

Behind it, King Arthur's Stone Sword was unsheathed, and the green light covered the entire mage team of the Holy See. The Stone Sword can be said to be a holy weapon. As long as there is a Stone Sword, it can ensure that the other party cannot kill him. The recovery power of the Stone Sword is extremely terrifying.

However, Chen Yuyang smiled contemptuously and said, "The trick of carving insects, the pearl of rice grains shines brightly!"

His body leaped directly to the edge of the sword in the stone. King Arthur said disdainfully: "The sword in the stone is a Western sacred object, and it is not something you, an Easterner, can destroy!"

"What a shitty sword in the stone, isn't it just a piece of scrap iron inserted into the stone?" Chen Yuyang sneered. He held the sword in his right hand, and the purple-gold flame in his left hand had already risen, and directly slapped the sword in the stone. Suddenly, the purple-gold flame burned, and in a short while, the sword in the stone had turned into a ball of steam and evaporated.

The dark green light disappeared immediately, and King Arthur said angrily: "You dare to destroy my sword in the stone. I will fight you!"

"Just ant!" Chen Yuyang looked down on his face, and the sword light danced casually. With a puff, King Arthur, who was scattered around the world, was cut into two pieces and fell into the East China Sea.

King Arthur also became the first leader to disappear between heaven and earth in this East-West war.

After killing King Arthur, Chen Yuyang did not stay at all, and returned to the camp of the Cardinal. Because King Arthur delayed the time, the twelve Cardinals surrounded the sea and became a circle, singing: "Praise the omnipotent Lord, please give me endless power, the Holy Light Shield!"

At this moment, the twelve Archbishops in the Cardinals dare not attack again, because if they missed a single blow, they would definitely die.

A silver-white light blocked Chen Yuyang like a shield, but Chen Yuyang seemed to be picking it up at will, and directly cut off the defense of the twelve Cardinals with one sword. He reached the twelve Cardinals, with the soles of his feet as the origin, and the sword light in his hand danced gently, as if it was a gorgeous dance move. The twelve heads rolled into the East China Sea with blood.

Close your eyes and feel that the killing in your body is becoming more and more intense. At this moment, Chen Yuyang seemed to have lost consciousness and did not control his body and exile his soul. His body constantly transformed into wonderful dance steps under the guidance of his murderous aura. In the dance steps, one sword is a life.

This is killing, this is Tao. Killing into Tao does not mean that someone should kill, but that you should kill someone.
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