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Volume 1, Immortal Ascension Conference, Chapter 83: The labor contract expires, do you want to renew it?

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    Generally speaking, Master Feng Yin is a good old man with a simple character and pure morals. He has always been low-key and humble when he was a member of the Standing Committee of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Therefore, even the Jiuzhou monks who expected him to win the most did not expect that he would use such a method to attack the West.  A useless trick.

    For a moment, there was silence inside and outside the battlefield. Master Feng Yin turned his face away, seeming a little embarrassed. It was not his intention to win in such a shameless way. In fact, when Herington went all out to fight against the Galaxy sword,  , the flaw was wide open, making him, a practical monk, completely unable to hold back.

    It can be seen that Herrington's actual combat experience is very shallow. He has hidden behind Billy as his staff all his life, making suggestions and foreseeing the future for him. Although he has a more detached attitude than Billy, it also results in his serious lack of actual combat experience, especially when facing his peers.  The experience of a powerful person.  He inherited the Pope's power, but he could not inherit the Pope's actual combat experience. Facing an opponent like Shang Feng Yin, he lost everything in one move.

    In the Kyushu Continent, a practicing monk relying on experience to bully newcomers cannot be considered aboveboard. Therefore, although Feng Yin won without mercy, he still felt a little embarrassed when he thought of a group of onlookers not far away.

    "A good trick." Although Herrington was armed with a sharp sword, he remained calm, "But do you think you have won? Then just cut it down."

    Feng Yin chuckled: "I have also heard about the immortality of the saints of the Holy Light Sect."

    When believers of the Holy Light Religion reach the level of saints, they basically have the ability to resurrect from the dead. Although the limitations of the ability are very strong, it is still a heaven-defying ability. Although Feng Yin has gained a temporary advantage, let alone his ability in the world.  When activating the Sword of the Galaxy, the mana consumption is huge, and the remaining power is no longer enough to use the sword with all its strength. Although the sword is fast, it may not be able to break Herington's Pope's holy robe, and even if it is broken, the opponent can be resurrected, at best.  It doesn't matter if you lose a move.

    Feng Yin said: "It is indeed not easy to kill you, but on the other hand, it is not easy for you to defeat me."

    Hellington remained silent, swung the scepter in his hand with all his strength, and once again touched the line of cause and effect. He did not care about the wind's roar as the long sword was placed on his neck.

    This made it clear that he would rather sacrifice his life to continue fighting. Although he lacked combat experience, his will to fight was not inferior to anyone. After his long-time friend Billy fell, he must fight again for the Holy Light Religion.  Support the sky at all costs.

    However, Feng Yin withdrew his sword at this time: "That's enough, there is no need to continue this battle."

    As he spoke, he stepped back, his figure erratic, nimbly walking beyond the thousands of causal lines controlled by Herington, as if dancing on the tip of a needle, agile and swift.  In the blink of an eye, he returned to the camp of the Jiuzhou monks.

    Herington¡¯s plan to use the Great Prophecy to strangle his opponent failed. Seeing Feng Yin withdrawing from the battlefield, he raised his scepter and said, ¡°Do you want to admit defeat just now?¡±

    Feng Yin smiled and said: "Do you still remember the conditions we made when we first agreed to fight? If we win all three battles, please agree to two conditions. The first is to open the Golden King's treasure house so that we can find what we want.  s things."

    Herington said coldly: "Yes, but the future I foresee is that you lose two battles and repent for thousands of years under the purification of the Holy Light."

    Feng Yin¡¯s smile became brighter and brighter: ¡°Since you are so good at foreseeing the future, have you ever foreseen that we have already got what we want?¡±

    While speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and opened his palm, and a simple square like a seal appeared in his palm.  When Herrington saw the cube, he frowned slightly, because he couldn't see through the reality of the cube, but he had a vague feeling that the cube seemed to be inextricably linked to the King's Treasure House.

    "This is the purpose of us Jiuzhou monks coming to Xiyi."

    Herington frowned even more tightly, and secretly activated the great prophecy technique. His eyes penetrated the long river of time and cause and effect, and he traced back along the square in Feng Yin's hand. He soon saw a group of young Kyushu monks.  Holding the cube in their hands, they quietly crossed the battlefield under the cover of an elder monk. While the fierce battle was raging in the sky, they sneaked into the Kyushu camp from the ruins of Taobao City and used magic to kill them.  The cube was sent to Feng Yin.

    And going back further, Herrington was shocked to see that those young Kyushu monks actually came out of the King's Treasure House, and the man at the head was the culprit causing trouble in Bretonnia.  The legendary face of the King of Knights is also the primary target hunted by the Faceless Men, Paul, Ferdinand and others.

    ¡­And at this moment, his appearance means that the operation of the Faceless Men and others has failed, and those who participated in the hunt may have perished.  What's even more fatal is that the Kyushu monk escaped from the hunt of the Faceless Men and others and at the same time got the key to the Kyushu people in the treasure house.

    This means

    Feng Yin said calmly while putting away the key to the Immortal Tomb: "The meaning of our victory no longer exists."?, Even if you win all three battles, you still won't be able to get the second key to the Tomb of the Immortals. What's more, I'm afraid the Golden King's treasure house is not under your control, so why is there any need to gamble?  "

    Herington remained silent, but held the scepter in his hand tighter.

    Do the Kyushu people just want to leave like this?  He caused the death of three saints of the Holy Light Religion, including the Pope himself, and destroyed the King's Treasure House, the largest strategic foundation of the Holy Light Religion in the past century, and then wanted to just pat his ass and leave?

    "Calm down, it won't do anyone any good to continue fighting." Feng Yin advised, "Your sect's vitality has been damaged. The top priority is to recuperate and lick the wounds. If you insist on forcing a war, we may indeed suffer losses.  But your religion will suffer countless losses, and the Ten Thousand Years Church will fall apart and cease to exist."

    "Idiots talking about dreams"

    Feng Yin said: "No, this is the calculated future."

    As he spoke, he waved his hand gently, and a flying sword pierced out like lightning.

    "Hellington ignored this. He had the holy robe left by the Pope and his defensive capabilities were quite strong. Such an understatement was not enough"

    Poof

    There was a muffled sound of metal penetrating flesh and blood, and Herington felt a chill in his chest. He looked down and saw that Feng Yin's flying sword had penetrated his chest, leaving only the hilt and a small blade poking at his chest.  There is a simple Kyushu character engraved on the sword, which seems to be a prop used by the opponent to perform the Dayan technique.

    However, this long sword, which is like a prop, can directly pass through the defense of the holy robe, trample all the laws and power of defense under its feet, and cause death. It seems that God is destined to unsheath it and drink blood, just like like  It's a causal attack.

    In shock, Herington's body had turned into holy light involuntarily. This was because as a saint, his ability to resurrect from the dead was activated independently.  After a while, the light reunited, and his physical body returned to its original state. The long sword on his chest disappeared, the wounds were healed, and even the damaged holy robe was repaired.

    But the cold pain in his chest still remained, reminding him of what had just happened. The coldness in the pain was like freezing, making him unable to move.

    "Okay, let's go."

    Feng Yin said, reaching out to wave the Jiuzhou monks who were watching the battle to leave. Although the monks were a little confused and couldn't figure out what was going on, Feng Yin used a long sword that leaked out of the galaxy and a flying sword that penetrated the cause and effect.  He successfully shocked the whole audience and made people follow his orders involuntarily.

    When the people of Kyushu left the scene, the Holy Light Sect was in an uproar. Several archbishops couldn't help but wanted to fly out to stop them, but they found that if there was an invisible barrier in front of them, they could not move forward no matter what.

    "That's enough, step back."

    Herington's weak voice came from the sky, and then he slowly landed on the ground, his face covered with vicissitudes of life, and his eyebrows seemed to be much older.

    "Why?"

    An archbishop couldn't help but asked: "Let them leave like this? How can our Holy Light Religion retain its face? What will happen in the future"

    Herington's voice became stern: "In the next fifty years or even a hundred years, we must recuperate and recuperate, and we must not start a war lightly. Do you think we only have the Kyushu monks as our opponent? How many people in the whole continent are looking forward to the destruction of the Holy Light Religion?  , Otherwise, how could these Jiuzhou monks march all the way here? To act on impulse at this time is to be irresponsible to the Holy Light Sect's ten thousand-year foundation and the Sea of ??Holy Light."

    The harsh reprimand barely suppressed people's doubts, but I am afraid that only Herrington himself knew that he did not dare to pursue him because the opponent's last sword had completely shattered his will to fight.  .

    The flying sword does not look amazing, and the flying sword itself does not have much power, but it flies through the wind and space, piercing through time and space, and kills in front of you from the line of cause and effect. This method does not have any complicated skills.  It is not as magnificent as the great prophecy, and is all-encompassing, but it is extremely sharp, and one sword can destroy all kinds of magic.  Even if he knew it clearly, there was nothing he could do to stop it.

    "Perhaps if Billy III were here, he could suppress his opponent with his upright power, but for Herington, who was accustomed to relying on prophecy, Feng Yin was the perfect opponent to restrain him.

    If Feng Yin can kill him once, he can kill him a second time.

    ??There is indeed no need to continue fighting. It is simply a waste of death.

    Looking at the retreating figures of the Kyushu monks in the distance, Herington felt ashen and his holy light dimmed.

    On the other side, the people of Kyushu who had returned to the imperial court were talking a lot.

    The mystery of Feng Yin's last sword strike is only known to both parties involved. In the eyes of others, the beginning and end of this battle are somewhat inexplicable.  But one thing is clear.

    Their goal of crossing the endless sea to the west has been achieved, and the key to the tomb of the Immortals has been taken by Master Feng Yin.

    And the man who really achieved this goal, Wang Lu, fell into micro-circles at this time.??'s dilemma.

    "Wang Lu, I think it's time for us to say goodbye."

    Aya smiled faintly, with a complex mix of heroism and tenderness in her green eyes.
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