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    Even the fringes of Shenghua City are peaceful and peaceful because Xuanyuan Sword is there.  The brilliance of Xuanyuan Sword makes no monsters dare to approach Shenghua City. Those extremely powerful monsters also dare not come because they are afraid of the people in the city.  But at this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword was pulled away, and the aura that made the monster beasts tremble disappeared.  As a result, many green eyes appeared in the mountains, woods, and grass.  These eyes probably belonged to some low-level monsters. They had no intelligence. When the aura that frightened them disappeared, driven by instinct, they began to move towards this huge city.  They are not powerful, but their numbers are sufficient.  Their instinct also tells them that there are many delicious human creatures ahead. As long as they eat them, their hungry bellies will swell again.  But there are already many soldiers in black armor waiting for them in front.  The conflict started almost instantly. The roars of beasts, the sounds of footsteps, and the sounds of slashing and killing resounded throughout the entire world.  It was at this time that Hong Dou came to the border of Shenghua City.  The big knife that was taller than her did not cause any inconvenience to her movements.  After rushing to the border and seeing the army fighting with the monsters in front of him, Hong Dou shouted loudly and jumped up - jumping more than ten meters high. He had already raised the big knife in his hand and used it to crush thousands of  Jun's momentum suddenly fell and struck a huge demonic beast that looked like a lion, but was at least ten times larger than the lion.  The huge head rolled on the ground like a rubber ball, and blood spurted out from the monster's body, dyeing her clothes red.  A strong soldier who had been pinned to the ground by this huge monster got up and shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Hong, thank you very much." Hong Dou snorted coldly: "You have regressed, a fifth-level monster with a physical body.  The beast almost killed you." The soldier smiled bitterly: "There are too many monsters, and our military formation was scattered" "Don't talk nonsense." Hong Dou said coldly, holding his hand.  The broadsword swung again, and the tip of the knife passed through an insubstantial thing that looked like a ghost. The thing let out a piercing scream and disappeared.  "This Hong Dou is probably about to reach the eighth level of the physical body." The soldier muttered in a low voice, "How can I compare with you." The soldier also ran away quickly to join his comrades.  .  In large-scale battles, these soldiers are accustomed to fighting in formation. As long as they form a military formation, no matter how powerful the monsters are, they can fight.  Under such circumstances, personal bravery seems somewhat less important.  But there is a limit to this. For example, for a master like Hong Dou, one person can compete with more than a dozen people in formation.  During the constant fighting, the original color of Hong Dou's clothes could hardly be seen and was completely soaked with blood, but she was still waving the big knife in her hand tirelessly.  Occasionally, she would glance up at the sky. In addition to being cold, there seemed to be a little hope in her eyes, as if there was something in the sky.  On the other side of the earth, Shenghui City, Zhongtian Temple.  This square man held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and stood quietly on the ruins after the collapse of the huge statue.  The huge statue collapsed suddenly, as if something that had been holding on for a long time in the human soul also collapsed.  This feeling almost instantly plunges people into madness.  This is the most serious blasphemy, so serious that it cannot be described. Even if believers think about it in their hearts, they will feel that it is a heinous blasphemy.  This scene became reality at this moment.  A meteor fell from the sky and transformed into a square man. The man held a sword in his hand and swung a sword light, and the god collapsed.  Fanatic faith made people overcome fear. Countless strong men dressed as knights, wearing gorgeous armor, holding spears in their hands, rushed towards him. Countless believers picked up what they had at hand, including stones, dust, and even  Their hats or shoes were thrown at this man one after another, and countless shouts converged into one, almost shattering the clouds in the sky.  "Kill him! Kill him! Let him go to hell!" There are at least tens of thousands of people here, and these tens of thousands of people are shouting the same slogan at this moment.  There are enemies everywhere.  This endless and crazy killing intent gathered together is enough to make the most ferocious villains tremble with fear, enough to make the most courageous people kneel on the ground.  But the man still didn't move. Not only did he not move, his expression didn't change, and the corners of his clothes didn't flutter.  A faint white light began to appear on his body. These white lights blocked everything that hit him, whether it was rocks or stones.? Not even dust can get within three meters of him.  He raised his hand again and gently waved the golden sword in his hand. Another huge light flashed through, and at least hundreds of strong men wearing gorgeous armor and holding knight's spears were rushing towards him.  It was severed from the middle of the body, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor, but the man still showed no change in his expression.  Countless priests wearing bright red robes appeared, the mighty chanting voice appeared again, and various mysterious powers began to condense in this space. The shadow of the god seemed to appear in the air, using his cold and emotionless words.  He looked at the man in white on the ground.  "If your bishops used this Doomsday Judgment to make me more afraid, you guys are still a little short of that." The man snorted coldly and swung his sword towards the sky again.  So, the huge phantom of the god was also chopped into pieces.  Countless clergymen in red robes began to donate blood.  The man lowered his arm, pointed the sword downward, and walked forward slowly.  Wherever he went, the crowd gave way.  After he came here, he only swung two swords, and hundreds of people died in his hands.  At this moment, the fanatical belief began to subside like a tide. Between this bloody reality, it was the fear in the heart that prevailed.  The man crossed the crowd and walked to the wall. The wall exploded as if it had been hit by explosives.  Behind the wall is another square. In the middle of the square is a huge bow and arrow statue, but the arrows on the bow and arrow statue have disappeared, and the bowstring has returned to straightness.  There were hundreds of people sitting quietly around the bow and arrow statue. Even if the man made such a huge noise, no one turned to look at him.  "You used the Sunset Divine Bow to shoot my junior brother with an arrow, and I will take the Sunset Divine Bow away as compensation." The man said lightly, without stopping at all.  He seemed unable to see the people sitting in silence, and the path he walked was always a straight line.  Those people were still sitting there quietly, and a low voice began to be recited.  The atmosphere here changed suddenly again.  But he just frowned and didn't show any other expression.  He was still moving forward in a straight line. There was a meditating man who happened to occupy the path of his progress. He ignored it and continued to walk straight over.  He raised his leg, and the person occupying his path was kicked into the sky. He flew up to a height of more than ten meters, and then hit the ground heavily, spitting out blood.  Another person blocked his way, and another person was kicked away.  Along the way, he kicked away countless people and finally reached the bow and arrow sculpture.  The chanting became louder, and an inexplicable pressure began to gather in this space.  Outside, tens of thousands of believers felt the pressure, and they all knelt on the ground in fear and prostrated themselves to the ground.  This man stretched out his long sword and pressed the tip of the sword against the base of the bow and arrow sculpture.  "Get up." He read out one word.  Then there was an extremely bright yellow light radiating from the long sword, and the bow and arrow sculpture also began to shine. The two groups of light were intertwined, seemingly indistinguishable from each other, and seemed to be engaged in the most brutal struggle.  The bow and arrow sculpture seemed to weigh more than 10,000 kilograms, but it still could not withstand the power of the sword.  It was gradually lifted off the ground by the tip of the long sword. Although there was such a heavy thing on the tip of the long sword, it was still straight, and the most picky craftsman could not find any bend in it.  It's like some of the most precious qualities hidden deep in the human heart.  Debris keeps falling from the bow and arrow sculpture, as if a snake is shedding its skin.  As the debris continued to fall, the people sitting quietly around them chanted louder.  The Zhongtian Temple is a holy place believed in by nearly 20 million people in twelve major cities on the earth.  But now, this man killed the Zhongtian Temple with one sword, chopped the statue of the god into pieces, and took away the Sunset Divine Bow.  This is something that no believer can tolerate.  They can't tolerate it, but they can't help it.  The bow and arrow statue finally completed its transformation, no more stones and debris fell from it, and it finally returned to its original appearance.  A large golden bow.  With the tip of the long sword raised, the huge golden bow was held in the hands of this square man.  The man glanced around with cold eyes, snorted coldly, flew into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.  Even though there are tens of thousands of devout believers here, they still did not leave Senior Brother here.  After the man left, the clergy masters sitting around seemed to have lost all their strength and fell to the ground one by one.  His eyes were still filled with resentment.    "O God I pray that you will send down your divine power to send this blasphemous villain to hell, and use the fire of hell to burn his body" "I, Ogufilo, swear on my soul  , one day, I will kill all the blasphemous evildoers" "If the Master is here, how can you allow this evildoer to be so presumptuous"
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