"Kill? But there are so many..."

Governor Zhao Yanting couldn't bear it and wanted to say something, but when Yongxiang glanced at him, he paused and finally fell silent.

Zhang Rongfang squinted his eyes and looked at the cathedral in the distance.

The White Ten Sect... has the same origin as the Black Ten Sect. It seems to be a native Western sect, but I don't know how powerful it is.

He also hopes to pacify this force as soon as possible, and then he can concentrate on practicing with peace of mind.

Now that he has opened the secret, he is already sure of the future direction.

Next, we just need to secretly capture some spiritual people and test whether the Dongzong experiment is true.

Then you can lurk and practice for a long time honestly.

"preparation!"

At this time, the voices of the officers and soldiers leading the team could be heard faintly behind them.

At this moment, a group of people walked out from among the people on the other side of the cathedral.

Wearing white robes and hanging white crosses on their chests, they were talking loudly, waving their arms, and were excited.

As they shouted, the people around them became even more excited.

"ounigye!" a roar sounded.

Suddenly, among the people in white robes, an old man standing at the head yelled loudly.

He wears a blue crystal forehead ornament, holds a pure white cane, and the end of his white robe is tattooed with golden roses, scriptures, stars, and cross patterns.

"Kill!!!" broke out at the same time as his roar.

It was the dagger held high by Yong Xiangba at his waist.

With a sneer, white fireworks shot into the sky.

The white fireworks slowly unfolded and turned into petals like white lotus, scattered and faded.

Among the officers and soldiers surrounded on three sides, the arrows in the hands of the archers released their bowstrings at the same time.

Hee hee hee hee!!

Rockets like raindrops flew up from all directions, drew arcs, and crashed into the church.

The flying red dots drew red lines in the air, some broke the windows, some were nailed to the doors, and more fell on the roofs and walls.

The fire oil splashed and the church was gradually set on fire.

The gathered crowd screamed and scattered in an attempt to escape.

And those men in white robes were also mixed in, rushing towards the surrounding formations of officers and soldiers.

Obviously they wanted to use the ranks of the people to attack the officers and soldiers.

"Shoot!" Yongxiang waved the dagger in his hand again.

The crossbow and musketry team from behind came forward and formed a formation, blocking the front of the crowd.

Amidst the roaring sound of shooting, the continuous bullets and crossbow arrows were like a death storm, slaughtering the people who were approaching.

In an instant, the crowd fell to the ground, like wheat being cut, falling piece by piece, with blood flying everywhere.

But at this moment, several figures holding round shields rose into the air from the crowd and rushed forward.

The black robes they were wearing were lifted up, revealing their entire body in heavy black armor.

These people charged continuously, so fast that the crossbowmen could not aim at all, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A few seconds later, a total of more than 20 figures rushed into the camp of officers and soldiers, slashing with scimitars and giant swords in their hands. Wherever they went, people fell on their backs, and no one could defeat them.

"It's the Lingluo and knight warriors of the White Ten Sect. It's your turn!" Yongxiang looked at the six Lingluo behind him.

The six people knew they had no choice but to rush towards these people.

"Daozi, please take care of yourself!" Chen Han's last voice came and entered Zhang Rongfang's ears.

"Han, I'm afraid I have failed the master's trust..."

Zhang Rongfang looked at the backs of several people rushing out, his face suddenly darkened inexplicably.

He tried to persuade Chen Han when he came, but the other party didn't reply, only silence.

These spiritual connections, even if they belong to the Great Dao Sect, have no resistance to the royal family's orders.

If the power of life and death was not in the hands of the Lingting royal family, who would be willing to lose all dignity and become a dog for others?

Bang!!!

The six people rushed forward to attack, like six rocks, they immediately blocked the first wave of the White Ten Sect's charge.

It exploded with a violent and dull impact.

Strength collides with strength, weapons against weapons, shields against shields. Under the huge impact, the weaker parts of the weapons and shields will immediately get scratches.

Tiny sparks flickered and disappeared.

Behind the six people, the other non-spiritual super-grades followed.

The two groups of people fought in an instant.

When super masters fight, their speed and movement are so fast that the surrounding officers and soldiers cannot intervene at all and can only wait and watch.

But the strength of the Baishi Sect obviously exceeded Yongxiang's expectations.

Among them, there are actually more than ten super-grade ones. There are actually not enough masters on Daling's side.

And among them was the old man dressed as an archbishop. The cane in his hand was like a phantom, and he could punch a bloody hole in the body of a spirit every time he struck.

This person is at least a master of the Three-Kong level!

"Trash!" The anger that had just been defeated surged up again in Yongxiang's heart.

"All super products, disperse to meet the enemy! Be sure to annihilate all the enemies here!"

She threw away the dagger and reached to the right.

"Here comes the knife!"

Two officers and soldiers behind her walked to her side carrying a giant two-and-a-half meter long sword.

Yongxiang held the Zhanma Dao with one hand and lifted it up.

The huge sword, which weighed at least dozens of kilograms, was easily lifted by her with one hand.

Whoosh!

The blade flashed rapidly in mid-air, leaving a trace of light.

"I can't beat him if he's too spermy. How dare a Western fan be so arrogant!?"

Yongxiang was hit in the middle of her chest like lightning.

Hiss... A dark red blood vessel is like a tattoo pattern, spreading rapidly from the middle of the chest to both sides.

A subtle rustling sound slowly spread from her body.

That is the subtle friction sound produced by the blood flowing at super high speed in the blood vessels.

Yongxiang's skin began to turn red, and the whites of her eyes quickly turned bright red. Countless bloodshot threads gathered in her pupils like insect threads.

Bang!!

In an instant, the ground shook slightly, and a pit exploded in the grass beneath her feet. The person disappeared on the spot and rushed towards the Archbishop of the White Cross Sect.

In an instant, a crashing sound, louder than the others, exploded between the two of them.

The archbishop was stunned on the spot, his body flew backwards, and he was forced back by the knife.

"Dacheng Martial Arts...Thirteen Limits of All Spirits...!" Zhao Yanting, the governor of the palace, couldn't help but gasp.

"Is this the Thirteen Limits of the Lingting Royal Family's martial arts!?" Fuyin Nilov on the side looked solemn, staring at Yongxiang who took action at this time.

"Martial arts from all over the world have gathered in Xuehong Pavilion, and the Dacheng Martial Arts Code is the highest masterpiece of countless masters from Xuehong Pavilion who have gathered countless martial arts and exhausted their minds." Zhao Yanting sighed.

"The Thirteen Limits of All Souls is the biggest difference between Dacheng Martial Arts and ordinary martial arts.

The Thirteen Limits represent that this royal martial arts has at least thirteen different limit states to choose from. And the Princess’s one is the Ten Thousand Saber Sword among them.”

"Ten thousand swords..." Zhang Rongfang looked at Yongxiang at this time.

This princess has to say that she is indeed proud of herself.

She is originally a three-dimensional super-grade. At this time, she is superimposed on the Dacheng Martial Arts, which is probably the strongest top martial arts in the world, and then opens the extreme state.

It was so violent.

At this time, he was completely suppressing the Archbishop of the White Ten Sect.

The sword that weighed dozens of kilograms was as if it were nothing in his hand. Every move burst out with a speed that Zhang Rongfang could not see clearly.

"Well, since the princess has also taken action, we can't sit idle..."

The governor said in a deep voice.
To be continued...