Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

His domineering, overbearing figure stood proudly in the firmament, sweeping all before him, incomparably powerful and unstoppable!

The battle in the sky was like raging thunder, deafening, making people’s hearts tremble.

"Hahaha, Ye Kill God really is ferocious and domineering, he can actually fight seven people at the same time, too damn strong!"

"I hope Ye Kill God can suppress these foreign powerhouses, then defeat the Church Court. From then on, these countries will no longer dare to be the United States’ lapdogs and trip up our Huaxia!"

The crowd spoke excitedly one after another, eyes shining, seeing hope.

This battle of Ye Qingfeng is not only about Chinese Martial Arts, it is even more the key to Huaxia’s rise.

Huaxia’s hundred-year road to great rejuvenation is now at a critical juncture; the various countries on the Eurasian Continent naturally do not wish to have a powerful nation rise at their side.

Plus the United States scheming from behind the scenes, these countries have been secretly suppressing Huaxia all along.

Being able to step by step reach today is truly not easy.

But.

If Ye Qingfeng can suppress these foreign Martial Artists, then crush the Church Court, from then on, on the Eurasian Continent, there will no longer be any opponent for Huaxia!

"Instructor, it’s the Instructor who appeared!"

"So Zhong Ming has always been following the Instructor to learn; no wonder he’s so powerful, it’s really too shocking!"

"That brat Zhong Ming is way too lucky, he actually became the Instructor’s true Disciple, and in one step became a true expert!"

A group of Demon-slaying Team members immediately got excited, shouting out one after another, overflowing with excitement.

The Instructor is the faith in their hearts; to be able to witness with their own eyes the Instructor fighting such a powerhouse is an enormous stroke of luck.

"The Instructor is invincible, I believe he will definitely be able to defeat those foreign Martial Artists!"

"Of course. In these two years we’ve basically been constantly improving, but which of you can see through the Instructor?"

"Who would have thought, the Instructor is actually the famed Hua Xia Slaughter God. We really are too lucky—without the Instructor, we’d still be just a bunch of ordinary Special Soldiers, coming in dead last in the annual whole-army competition every year."

The Demon-slaying Team members were full of delight toward Ye Qingfeng, eyes bursting with excited light as they watched that black figure raging in battle in midair.

"Sigh, these kids are still too optimistic. To win, how could it be that easy?"

"Just these seven alone haven’t even used their trump cards. They’re old monsters of their respective countries—how could they not have any hidden means? And that Mei Chuan Xiaoci hasn’t even made a move yet."

"The key is the Church Court’s forces—thirty elders, the Four Holy Sons, the two great protectors. With this lineup, what can Ye Qingfeng use to resist?"

The older generation Martial Artists sighed, their expressions sorrowful. In their hearts they were still pessimistic; the Church Court was simply too powerful, undefeatable.

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth shook. Ye Qingfeng’s killing intent surged to the sky, his blood-red left arm erupting as a massive fist blasted out, golden light shining, the surrounding clouds shaken apart, the glow of the setting sun pouring down.

Resplendent in gold and jade, Ye Qingfeng was like a Divine being. His left arm had been tempered, incomparably powerful, like mysterious crystal Divine Iron, indestructible. That terrifying strength made these powerhouses tremble.

They struck out together, bearing Ye Qingfeng’s One Fist, yet felt their internal organs jolting violently, suffering an immense impact, extremely uncomfortable.

"Church Court, you still aren’t making a move?"

The Ancient Boxer Duan Tu of Tai Bang shouted harshly, incomparably anxious.

This Hua Xia Slaughter God’s strength far surpassed their imagination.

"Heh, weren’t you the ones insisting on making a move? I’m just conveniently giving you a chance." Ruben smiled faintly, incredibly calm.

"Hmph, don’t think I don’t know what you’re plotting. If you still don’t act, we’ll defect on the spot and join him to deal with your Church Court!"

Duan Tu said furiously.

"Right!"

"Right, Church Court, hurry and support us!"

The other powerhouses shouted in succession; Ye Qingfeng’s might was something they could not withstand. If they kept fighting like this, the attrition would be too great.

Originally they thought that with several of them attacking together, they could easily take down this so-called God of Kill.

"Ruben Saint, what should we do?" An elder bent down and asked.

"Go. Let the elders make a move. Otherwise, these wastes probably won’t be able to take down this Ye Qingfeng." Ruben’s expression was calm as he spoke faintly.

"Yes!"

The thirty elders stepped out in unison, terrifying Heaven and Earth Power blanketing the sky and covering the earth as it slashed toward Ye Qingfeng, shaking heaven and earth.

There were too many War Emperor Strong People, shocking to the soul. Everyone’s expression changed; they realized they had underestimated the Church Court’s strength.

Only when the thirty War Emperor Strong People truly erupted with their full might did they finally feel the terror within—heaven and earth themselves were trembling.

Heaven and Earth Power surged like a volcanic eruption, energy gushing, trembling in the firmament. A towering tide swept outward, blasting the clouds apart. The trees, hills, and boulders below were all destroyed; vast tracts of land turned to scorched earth.

Simply terrifying! "Can Ye Kill God still hold out?" The crowd looked at the surrounded figure, their hearts shuddering!

"Kill!"

At this moment, the Church Knights below also arrived, astride fine steeds, several hundred strong, charging toward Huaxia’s border.

Like ten thousand horses galloping, the earth itself shook, trees quivered. Under the setting sun, the armor of these Knights shone with golden light, like holy knights coming to execute sacred judgment.

"What do we do?" Some Martial Artists panicked; faced with such a charge, they were truly afraid.

Huaxia’s strength was not inferior to these Knights.

But with no one to lead them, they were like a scattered pile of sand, unable to stand against them.

"Kill!"

At this moment, a black graceful figure Laxia, drifting down, charming and dashing, making people feel she was heroic and valiant.

This person, everyone recognized—she was the woman who had been following behind Ye Qingfeng.

Little Yue, clad in tight black clothes, erupted with the strength of a War Emperor Warrior, and decisively charged at the Church Court’s Knights, intending to, with her lone strength, block the hundreds of Knights of the Church Court.

"Boom!"

Heaven and Earth Power—Little Yue raised a massive barrier, resisting the shock of the collision. But in the end she was only one person; the barrier shuddered wildly, and her expression also changed slightly.

Seizing the moment, she struck in an instant; a Dagger slashed across, cutting through two throats, One Sword sealing the throat.

There were several hundred Church Knights; with their next charge, they intended to encircle Little Yue within.

In the sky, some elders wanted to descend to rescue, but were blocked by Ye Qingfeng.

Within the encirclement of more than thirty people, Ye Qingfeng fought a blood battle, his killing power erupting madly, Heaven and Earth Power surging and boiling, Blood Energy soaring to the sky. The enemy’s strength was even more terrifying.

Thirty-plus elders, seven powerhouses of various countries—world-shocking, sky-toppling Divine might, all attempting to suppress Ye Qingfeng.

But Ye Qingfeng forcibly held everyone there; none could go to support.

"Ye Kill God alone holds back so many War Emperor Warriors, and his Guard also fights a blood battle alone against the entire Church Knights. What right do we have to stay here just watching?"

"Right! The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of every man. We sons of Huaxia, what have we to fear in battle!"

"What have we to fear in battle!"

The blood of the crowd was ignited. Regardless of their Cultivation level, they all erupted with Spiritual Power, charging toward the Church Knights. Huaxia’s strength and that of the Church Knights were evenly matched; in an instant, a frenzied great battle erupted, the entire border trembling, trees flying.