Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Church predecessors, save me!"

Huang Long exclaimed.

"That’s the Divine’s Right Hand!" an elder called out.

Ruben also narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "The Church’s artifact must ultimately be reclaimed. Go ahead!"

Thirty-odd people stepped into the void, ready to rush toward Zhong Ming.

"My disciple, who dares to touch him!"

Above the heavens, two figures suddenly appeared.

A young man in a black robe, with black hair and eyes, a delicate face, his hair gently dancing.

Behind him, followed a woman in a black tight suit, standing silently, extremely cold.

"Ye, Ye Qingfeng!"

"Ye Kill God, he has finally appeared! Facing the Church’s army, he showed up resolutely, how bold!"

"It’s so good, Ye Kill God has appeared, Huaxia Martial Arts is saved. Let the European Church see the strength of our Huaxia!"

The crowd exclaimed in joy, as if seeing Ye Qingfeng was akin to seeing the Savior.

These people had already fallen into blind worship.

"Ye Qingfeng, still too impulsive! The Church’s momentum is like a rainbow, how could he contend with it?"

"It’s not just the Church’s power now, Southeast Asian countries have sent strong martial artists, after all, Ye Qingfeng is only one person!"

Some calm Martial Arts seniors said, gently shaking their heads. They were unwilling to see Ye Qingfeng appear.

At this moment of appearance, Ye Qingfeng was destined to fall. After all, as a genius of Huaxia, they didn’t want to see Ye Qingfeng die like this.

"Ultimately, it’s the young, no matter how talented, his temperament is still too impetuous, lacking endurance!"

"This Ye Qingfeng, as soon as he debuted, swept across Huaxia, fought through the world, inevitably becoming a bit inflated!"

These elders shook their heads, sighed slightly in their hearts, in their view, Ye Qingfeng was impulsive, inflated. Although this act was domineering, rousing the crowd, it was as good as seeking death!

"Ye Qingfeng, why did you still come!" Lu Qi trembled, looking toward the sky at that lonely, cold figure.

"You should have guessed it long ago, you know his character, arrogant and domineering, obviously disregarding everyone." Mu Wushuang gently shook his head.

"He should have endured for a few years, cultivated for ten years, then he would certainly be able to battle the Church!" Lu Qi shook her head gently, not believing in Ye Qingfeng either, the gap was too significant.

Suddenly, she spoke again: "Ye Qingfeng, would I be happy if you died?"

"..."

Mu Wushuang was speechless. If Ye Qingfeng really died in battle, it would be considered avenging Xiao Qiu. Would she be happy?

Would she be?

"Ye Qingfeng?"

Liu Feiyan’s eyes trembled slightly, looking at that aloof, cold black silhouette in the sky.

Also at the silent figure following him, longing to follow Ye Qingfeng like that.

But the gap between the two was too great, like a chasm, insurmountable!

Ye Qingfeng stepped forward through the void, Little Yue quietly followed Ye Qingfeng.

"Are you Ye Qingfeng?" Ruben smiled lightly, showing white teeth, like a spring breeze, "As expected of Huaxia’s Kill God, indeed a young talent!"

Ruben nodded in admiration!

"The last Saint Heir, his first words when seeing me were the same." Ye Qingfeng gently shook his head, calmly, "Later, he died."

"Do you think I will die?" Ruben laughed coldly in the air.

"You will certainly die!" Ye Qingfeng nodded.

"As expected of Kill God, truly arrogant!" Ruben nodded naturally, not angry, "You remind me of myself when I was younger. Back then, I was just as arrogant as you, lawless, thinking I was invincible!"

"That means you were a fool when you were young!" Ye Qingfeng stated directly.

Ruben’s mouth twitched slightly, staring coldly at Ye Qingfeng, then laughed, "Then what’s the difference with you now?"

"What kind of thing are you, to vainly compare yourself with me." Ye Qingfeng said coldly, with an imposing aura, "Fireflies dare to compete with the Bright Moon!"

"..."

Ruben almost spat out old blood. He never expected that this guy in front of him was so shameless, comparing himself to fireflies and Ye Qingfeng to the Bright Moon.

"Why waste words with him. He killed my disciple, let me kill him!" Tai Bang’s Ancient Boxer Duan Tu couldn’t bear it anymore, shouted loudly, and directly made a move.

"I’ll kill him too!"

"I’ll lend you a hand!"

...

In an instant, as many as seven War Emperor strong people made their moves, their power furious, the heavens and earth in upheaval, charging at Ye Qingfeng.

The aura of death suddenly erupted, cold and violent, these people were the strongest of their nations, hidden old monsters, their strength terrifying, simultaneously acting, shaking the heavens and earth!

At this moment, not only the Church’s forces but even Japan’s Mei Chuan Xiaoci all joined in, the violent Heaven and Earth Power mercilessly slaughtering toward Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng took a step, his gaze cold, releasing merciless killing intent, full of killing aura.

"Hope you’re ready for death!" As the heavens and earth changed color, the endless Heaven and Earth Power stirred restlessly.

Kill!

Ye Qingfeng charged alone forward, his whole body surged with Heaven and Earth Power, his black robe fluttered, instantly activating the most powerful Power of Slaughter.

"Boom!"

Ye Qingfeng fought against the seven War Emperor strong people, clashing fiercely, on the firmament, slaughtering unrivaled, his fists shaking the heavens.

All seven, in the mundane world, were peerless strong people, enough to sweep the world, the top tier of one country, always hidden from the world.

Now, because of Ye Qingfeng, these seven nations’ strong people simultaneously moved, a great battle unfolded.

Intensely.

"Kill!"

Ye Qingfeng’s Heaven and Earth Power surged, angrily slaughtering, relying only on his body to battle these seven.

His left hand, forged in that mysterious Bronze Forbidden Land, extremely powerful, comparable to extraterrestrial meteorite iron, capable of shattering the void.

Massive blasts swept across, on the firmament, the battle was intense, occasionally airwaves hit the mountain peaks, directly demolishing half a mountain.

The trees below, vast stretches of land, were destroyed, in the smoke and dust, turning into scorched earth.

This battle, instantly reached its peak state, murderous aura surging to the sky, everyone using killing moves, targeting Ye Qingfeng, the heavens and earth filled with ripples.

"My god, he really is, fighting one against seven, truly terrifying!"

"Is this the power of the Hua Xia Slaughter God? It’s simply terrifying, seeing his moves, clearly not a Body Refiner, but his physique is in no way inferior to his disciple Zhong Ming, even more powerful!"

"These seven, each is a top-tier strong person, united, yet unable to do anything to one Hua Xia Slaughter God, it’s simply..."

Foreign martial artists watching in excitement, felt their mouths parched, hearts in shock, Ye Qingfeng’s strength was unimaginably powerful.