C463 One Man Against the Enemy

Patrick's eyes swept across the sea of people in front of him. There were tens of thousands of cultivator soldiers in the army. Behind them, the clergy of the church followed Patrick's lead.

"Retreat!" Patrick waved his hand gently. The clergy behind him knew his mission. They all began to retreat in an orderly manner. Patrick stood alone in front of them, holding the fort.

When the cultivator saw that the enemy was going to retreat, their eyes turned red again. How could they allow the enemy to leave so easily? Even some of the Sect Elders and Master Sect Elders who had suffered great losses had their eyes turned red.

"Kill!"

No one knew who shouted first, but the army of cultivator that blotted out the sky and blotted out the sun immediately began to stir. It was like a landslide or a tsunami, and each and every one of them was filled with anger.

"Brothers and sisters, kill them all!"

"My brother, take revenge! Kill!!"

Countless cultivator began to roar in anger. They all felt somewhat aggrieved. There were tens of thousands of people on their side, but they had only lost two thousand people, yet they had suffered such a heavy loss. Moreover, the opponent was able to intimidate everyone on their side by himself. This was truly depressing.

This kind of aggrievance made these cultivator, who were usually incomparably proud, become extremely furious!

Whiz, whiz, whiz...

In the sky, countless flying swords shot towards Patrick like locusts, including the clergy who were preparing to withdraw. Everyone had the mentality of being lucky. They thought that the enemy only had a few hundred people, even if the leader was too powerful. How was it possible for him to fight against tens of thousands of cultivator with his tiny body?

But...

"Hmph!" Patrick did not move. He did not even move his eyelids. The Holy Artifact in his hand suddenly shot out a dazzling gold and silver light. It was like a small nuclear bomb had exploded. A huge fan-shaped mushroom cloud with Patrick as the starting point exploded out in the shape of a fan. The huge airwave swept back the flying swords that covered the sky like locusts. Some of the flying swords in the front had no time to resist the huge explosive force. As if they had rushed into a furnace, some of the flying swords were directly melted into ashes.

The cultivator flying swords that were connected to the mind of these flying swords were destroyed. All of them spurted out a large mouthful of blood. They looked dispirited and dispirited.

The frown on the brows of those big shots of cultivation realm deepened. With their own strength, they were actually able to solo so many cultivator. Even Ming Zhen and Su Ling, who were holding Immortal Weapons, did not dare to face them head on.

The huge fan-shaped airwave was like a huge level 12 tsunami. It exploded with a loud bang, and the huge white light was like a planet that was destroyed. It even caused the star core to explode. The terrifying heat forcefully blasted the cultivator that was in front of them a thousand meters away.

What kind of powerful strength was this? Even Chen Tianming who was watching from below could not help but sigh in his heart. This Pope of the Holy Church was indeed extremely powerful.

Immeasurable. Everyone widened their eyes and were somewhat dumbfounded. Although they knew that this Pope of the Holy Church was very powerful, they didn't think that he could be powerful enough to resist so many cultivator alone.

"Is... is he still human?" Wuliang muttered to himself in a daze.

...

The sky was in chaos. The cultivation realm was in an uproar. Those powerful Core Transformation Stage warriors from the various sects couldn't help but retreat. This time, they truly felt the extraordinary strength of this foreign leader. He was unbelievably powerful.

Previously, these people didn't really care about Ming Zhen and Su Ling attacking the enemy with their Immortal Weapons, but now, they could clearly feel how powerful the enemy was. They were shocked.

Although these cultivator did not suffer any damage, their pride had suffered an unprecedented blow. All of their confidence had been forcefully wiped away by the other party's attack.

"Too strong!" Ming Zhen's eyes were somewhat absent-minded. The strength displayed by the opponent was on a completely different level from his own.

Even Su Ling, who had always been incomparably proud, had to admit that she was quite lacking compared to this foreign cult leader. If she were to deal with him alone, she would definitely not be able to gain any advantage.

The two of them looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. However, it seemed like they did not need to communicate. This time, the two of them rushed to the front of the cultivator army with tacit understanding and looked at Patrick in the opposite direction.

Patrick's expression did not change. It was as if the attack just now did not consume much of his strength. He just looked at Su Ling and Ming Zhen indifferently.

Ming Zhen and Su Ling had seen through each other's thoughts just now. No matter what, they couldn't let this man escape. They had to eliminate this man no matter what. Otherwise, the consequences would be endless. At that time, it would be a disaster for the entire cultivation realm.

It was impossible to find someone in the cultivation realm who could fight such a powerful enemy. This person had completely surpassed the Core Transformation Stage. Nascent Infant Stage. No one in the entire cultivation realm had ever heard of someone who had reached the Nascent Infant Stage.

"You are very powerful, but this time, we will not let you leave no matter what!" Su Ling said with a serious expression.

"Is that so? If I want to leave, do you think you can stop me?" Patrick smiled without a care. His smile was still as elegant as before, as if everything around him could not change his calm mentality.

"This is fate!" Su Ling also laughed lightly, as if to help herself relax her nervous state. She had never encountered such a powerful opponent.

Patrick took a deep look at Su Ling, nodded, and replied, "Maybe. From the records, there has never been peace between the west and the east!"

In just a few minutes, when all the cultivator recovered from Patrick's attack, the clergy behind Patrick had already left.

"You guys go chase after those pagan, you must kill them all!" Ming Zhen ordered the cultivator behind him loudly, then turned to Patrick and said solemnly: "Let me deal with this person with Su Ling's Master!"

Now, no one dared to question him anymore. Sensing the power of this cult leader in front of them, everyone felt as if a seed of fear had been planted in their hearts.

Patrick's deep and profound eyes swept across Mingzhen's face. A cold light burst out from the deepest part of his eyes and disappeared in a flash. No one knew what the Pope of the Holy Church was thinking.

But after Mingzhen said those words, almost all the cultivator began to move. They avoided a large area in the middle and went around, chasing after the priests of the Church who had fled far away.

This time, Patrick did not have any intention of stopping them. He seemed to have acquiesced to the other party's actions. He did not even look at them, appearing very indifferent.

...

In the blink of an eye, there were only a few scattered cultivator left in the sky. However, there was still a place where there were a lot of cultivator. There were more than a thousand of them. These were the people of Shushan Sword Sect.

Hsing Bing received the message from Qin Sheng's flying talisman. He didn't want to take this risk anymore. He only informed a few of his brothers and sisters who were attached to the Shushan Sword Sect. He told them his thoughts and guesses, and let them make their own choices.

Ming Zhen and Su Ling also found out that the people of the Shushan Sword Sect didn't follow them to hunt down the retreating pagan. However, they only thought that the Shushan Sword Sect was holding the line for the two of them. After all, it was too much of a fuss to ask tens of thousands of people to chase after the two hundred enemies.

Ming Zhen and Su Ling did not mind. On the contrary, Patrick looked at the group of cultivator from the Shushan Sword Sect with interest.

In a remote alley.

Chen Tianming looked at the people beside him and laughed softly. "Let's go meet up with Hsing Bing and the others." After saying that, he took the lead and flew up.

Wuhua and the others did not hesitate to chase after them.

When Hsing Bing saw Chen Tianming and the others flying over, he didn't know why, but he heaved a sigh of relief. Hsing Bing knew Chen Tianming's cultivation base very well, and he knew that it wasn't something he could see through with his Mid Period ofCore Transformation Stage cultivation base.

"Uncle-Master!" Qin Sheng,fang Yi, and Tian Xin all greeted him.

Hsing Bing nodded. He admired Qin Sheng's foresight. If it were not for Qin Sheng's request to Chen Tianming,fang Yi and Tian Xin would have been fighting with their fellow disciples. Of course, they might not have been able to survive.

More than 1,500 disciples of Shushan Sword Sect had come this time, but up until now, more than 300 of them had died. The remaining disciples could be considered elites. After all, they had experienced the baptism of war. No matter how talented they were, they would still grow.

"Brother, the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect... Thank you for taking care of them on your behalf!" Hsing Bing cupped his hands and expressed his gratitude. It could be seen that... Hsing Bing's expression was very sincere. He was not just thanking Chen Tianming for taking care of Fang Yi and Tian Xin. He was also thanking Chen Tianming for reminding him in time and letting him see the situation clearly. He wouldn't fall into the trap set by the enemy.

In such a situation where the person in the situation was at a loss, Hsing Bing was deeply moved by this. If it wasn't for Chen Tianming's reminder, perhaps Hsing Bing would still be in the same state of confusion as the others.

"Elder Xing, what are you talking about?" Chen Tianming waved his hand casually and smiled. "Elder Xing, you should be careful. The Pope of the church seems to be very interested in you." As Chen Tianming spoke, he had already noticed that Patrick was looking at them from afar with interest.

Hsing Bing had just let out a sigh of relief when he heard this. He suddenly felt something in his throat. This time, he was the only expert from the Shushan Sword Sect. Back then, the Master had never thought of fighting with him. It would be a grand occasion if he thought that the entire cultivation realm would send out tens of thousands of cultivator at the same time. It would be a piece of cake for them to raze the Western Vatican to the ground. It would be as effortless as blowing off dust. He had never thought that there would be such a powerful expert in the Western Vatican.

"At that time, the Master only believed Ming Zhen's words and had the mentality of bringing the disciples out to experience things. Hsing Bing felt a little bitter in his heart, he only hated that he did not insist on his own opinion. He had always disapproved of this operation. However, the Master and all the elders in the sect didn't listen to his advice at all. They only wanted to fight among the numerous sects in cultivation realm to show off their might.

Hsing Bing let out a huge sigh. The expression between his brows was very tired.