e reach the capital of the Daxing Empire, we’ll take a good rest and prepare for the competition in top condition.”"It would be great if we had a flying magic weapon," said the master to his disciples..."How dare you, youngster!"

And just then, a roar echoed through the air.

When the first words were uttered, it was still several miles away. But by the time the last syllable reached our ears, the speaker had arrived right before us.

The sacred knight hadn't figured out what was going on yet, when a dazzling golden light exploded before his eyes.

"Who is this How can they have such a powerful presence"

He no longer possessed the ferocity he had just moments ago, replaced instead with a heart filled with terror.

Although they hadn't clashed yet, his opponent's overwhelming aura sent shivers down his spine.

The paladin could no longer hesitate. He withdrew the Holy Light Crosssword from his grasp and with all his might, unleashed a devastating strike.

After the spiritual awakening, his strength soared. He later gained the favor of the Seven Victors and directly entered the ranks of the Holy Knights.

This was the first time he had ever gone all out, using nearly every ounce of his strength, just to buy himself a sliver of hope.

He knew full well he stood no chance against his opponent, hoping only to weather this attack and then plead for help from the Saint.

But it turned out to be nothing more than a wishful thinking, an impossible thing.

Under the dazzling golden light, his holy light cross sword was completely vulnerable, instantly turning into a shower of iron shards like paper.

"Ah!"

The holy knight let out a gasp, but before he could finish his cry, his entire body turned into a cloud of blood mist. The heart-wrenching scream vanished into the air.

"Uh!"

Everyone was shocked, who was this person How could they instantly kill a paladin To what extent was this power

All eyes turned to the end of the golden light. Standing there was a young man, tall and straight as a javelin, with an extremely handsome face, but at this moment, he exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

It was Ye Bufan who came. Upon receiving the news, he hurried over here to repel the enemy at the border.

With his current spiritual power, he could see everything happening here clearly from several thousand miles away.

Though he was accustomed to life and death, the previous tragic battle still gave him a strong shock and moved him.

Unexpectedly, before the national crisis, both the lowly Three Ghost Sect and the ascetic monk Bujie, as well as the Taoist Qingyang, stood up without hesitation.

They were not highly skilled and knew they were no match for their opponents. The reason they charged fearlessly, despite knowing they would likely die, was because of the two characters "China".

Every Chinese person has a Chinese soul, and before national righteousness, everything can be put aside.

No regrets being born in China in this life, and I wish to be reborn as a flower grower in the next!

This sentence struck a chord with him.

Regardless of strength or distinction between good and evil, at critical moments they will all fight to the death for China.

Looking at the yellow sand stained red with blood, the anger in his heart was already uncontrollable.

Although he had already pushed his speed to the limit, he was still a step too late.

Ye Bufan stretched out his hand, and the two legs of the Monk Bujie, which had scattered on the ground, flew back and were perfectly reattached to their original place.

Then came others, each with the ability to mend the broken limbs of the injured. Their techniques were swift and precise, almost miraculous in their speed; within a few breaths, they had restored the bodies of over twenty individuals to wholeness.

Only Yin Jiu Zhu's corpse was severely damaged, along with two others. It was simply impossible to repair them.

The Eastern Expeditionary Army looked at this in bewilderment. The young man's aura was too powerful just now, making them think that the next battle would be earth-shattering. Unexpectedly, he started doing these things instead.

What is he trying to do

Sanders and others were baffled, utterly confused about what had happened.

Ye Bufan completely ignored these people. After mending his body, he flipped his wrist, and a basin of green liquid appeared in his palm.

Then it transformed into a green mist that enveloped these people's bodies completely.

These people had just died, their three souls and seven spirits hadn't left their bodies yet. Under the nourishment of the Aoki Spirit Liquid, their bodies were rapidly recovering.

Jiang Fangzhou watched from the side, secretly amazed. He walked up to Situ Dianmo and whispered, "Big brother, what's wrong Usually, he treasures this Aoki Spirit Liquid very much. Why is he so generous today"

"Because these people are heroes, they deserve it!"

Situ Dianmo's expression was solemn. As a Chinese person, she understood Ye Bufan's feelings at this moment better than anyone else.

Even if today's Aoki Spirit Liquid couldn't be manufactured, Ye Bufan would still hesitate to use it on these people without any hesitation.

Because their previous deeds were completely worthy, worthy of the respect of every Chinese person, and worthy of any genius treasure.

Jiang Fangzhou heard it vaguely, and didn't quite understand what was going on, but believed that his elder brother must have his reasons for doing things.

"Hey kid, what are you up to over there"

A tall and strong man from the Kingdom of Agni stepped forward. He was a fierce warrior from the Golden Lion clan, with formidable strength.

Moreover, with their usual arrogant attitude, they didn't take Ye Bufan seriously even though his performance was astonishing.

"Shut up!"

Feeling Ye Bufan's anger, Leng Qingqiu was also murderous at this moment, raising his sword and slashing out.

Before the burly man could even see what was happening, he was sliced in half by the sharp sword glow, blood and entrails splattering everywhere.

"Ugh!"

Now everyone's pupils contracted in fear, you have to know that this strongman's strength is not inferior to the Vampire Duke, and he is also considered one of the best in the entire Eastern Expeditionary Army.

He was such a character, he couldn't even block the other person's sword. To be precise, he didn't react at all, and he didn't even see how the other person made their move. He died just like that.

Now everyone was shocked. They had only thought Ye Bufan was terrifying before, but they didn't expect that the woman in white following behind him was also so powerful.

At this moment, the entire stadium was deathly silent. Even Shah Rukh had kept his mouth shut.

Although he was arrogant, it didn't mean he wasn't smart. The people in front of him were definitely not easy to mess with, and even if he had to step up, it shouldn't be on his side.

Leng Qingqiu's swordsmanship intimidated everyone in the west, and no one dared to stand up and disturb Ye Bufan again.

The > is indeed a rare and precious treasure. It can quickly recover from damage caused by heavenly thunder, let alone ordinary injuries.

To put it mildly, this thing can bring people back to life even from death.

In the quiet waiting, seven or eight minutes passed. To everyone's astonishment, the people who had just been sentenced to death saw their wounds heal completely and then sprang up from the ground with renewed vigor.

"My God, how is that possible"

Whether it be the great sages of Goguryeo, or the dark forces of the West, or even those deities on Mount Olympus, they all gaped in astonishment, as if they had seen a ghost.

They had seen with their own eyes the extent of these people's injuries. They were clearly dead, yet now they stood before them alive and well, their wounds completely healed.

This is still medicine Calling it a miracle wouldn't be an exaggeration, it's really too much.

Specifically, that green liquid, what is it How could it have such powerful effects

Those in the temple were even more shocked, making the sign of the cross on their chests. They couldn't understand for the life of them how this Chinese man accomplished something that even God couldn't do

Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate! either. If we go there and kneel, he wouldn't accept it, as that would damage his pride."Don't you want to"Ye Bufan gave a cold smile. This kind of person, who had just made him kneel and speak, was...