Fang Yu suddenly turned around and looked behind.

At this time, dozens of Chen Xiangwen swung their swords at Fang Yu at the same time!

"call out……"

Dozens of sharp sword energies appeared at the same time, and they all struck at Fang Yu!

These dozens of sword energies are all real!

They come from all directions. There are no blind spots and there is no way to avoid them!

Even the void seemed to be unable to withstand the raging sword energy, making bursts of harsh sounds.

Fang Yu stood on the spot, golden light glowing from his body.

"Puff puff puff..."

Dozens of sword energy struck Fang Yu's body, making crisp metallic sounds.

"boom!"

At this time, Fang Yu suddenly rose up, rushed towards an afterimage in the air, and punched out.

Chen Xiangwen's expression changed. He immediately raised the Shura Sword in his hand and held it in front of him.

"boom!"

Fang Yu's punch hit the blade of the Shura Knife, but the force still spread to Chen Xiangwen's body.

Chen Xiangwen groaned in pain and fell out like a kite with its string broken.

And the Shura Sword in his hand had broken into pieces.

While Chen Xiangwen flew upside down, dozens of other afterimages standing around Fang Yu disappeared together.

This time, it was difficult for Chen Xiangwen to stabilize his body in the air.

My chest felt tight, the bones all over my body felt like they were falling apart, and there were bursts of severe pain.

Although the energy in the body is still very surging, it is difficult to use it.

After running rampant in the dark world of the West for more than ten years, Chen Xiangwen has not suffered such pain for a long time.

"I...lost?"

Chen Xiangwen's body slowly fell down, and when he looked at Fang Yu, who was glowing with golden light in the sky, his eyes showed only reluctance and shock.

He never thought that one day he would be defeated, or in a complete defeat.

"Ruobing..." Chen Xiangwen closed his eyes and fell in free fall.

"You can't stand it anymore so soon?"

Fang Yu looked at Chen Xiangwen who was falling rapidly, raised his eyebrows, and then dived down suddenly.

There is no hatred between him and Chen Xiangwen, and he does not want to kill Chen Xiangwen.

Two seconds later, Fang Yu caught up with Chen Xiangwen and grabbed him to prevent him from falling further.

…

"Archbishop, it's time to teleport him back, otherwise..."

In the church, the black-clothed bishop said nervously.

"I'm already casting a spell."
Chapter completed!