But Xiang Fan still cut off his right arm.

Mr. Chai’s right arm was constantly spurting blood in the air.

The intense pain almost made him faint.

He never expected that after he cut off Xiang Fan's arm, Xiang Fan would retaliate by also cutting off his arm so soon.

Xiang Fan would never give Old Chai a chance to catch his breath. He immediately took advantage of the situation and pursued him, intending to kill him with this last chance.

But Li Qianjue would never let Xiang Fan succeed. The lightning at his fingertips became even more violent and shot at Xiang Fan continuously.

Unfortunately, before Xiang Fan could launch his attack, Li Qianjue had already pierced his body with several bloody holes.

Blood gushed out, immediately soaking his clothes.

In the end, Xiang Fan couldn't hold on and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing Xiang Fan fall to the ground, Old Chai could finally relax, and the light yellow sword in his hand dissipated in the air.

He clenched his teeth tightly, kneeling on the ground with a distorted and painful face.

Li Qianjue and others rushed to his side.

"Mr. Chai, if you can't survive, just tell me and I'll give you a quick death." There was no warmth in Li Qianjue's voice.

Lao Chai glared at Li Qianjue and said unhappily, "I'm not going to die yet. Find a way to stop the bleeding. It's almost all gone."

Covering his broken arm, Lao Chai’s face turned pale.

Nodding slightly, Li Qianjue took out a red pill from his arms and handed it to him: "Hemostatic pill, take it quickly."

Taking the pill with his bloody left hand, Lao Chai threw it into his mouth and swallowed it without hesitation.

Li Qianjue walked to Xiang Fan's side, and when he saw the large pool of blood that flowed out in an instant, he knew that even a god would die with such a large amount of bleeding.

Walking forward, Li Qianjue gently kicked Xiang Fan with his toes: "Dead..."

"If you fight eight saints and kill three of them, you can die without regrets."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Fan's eyes suddenly opened, and he reached out and grabbed Li Qianjue's ankle tightly.

A feeling of fear instantly surged into Li Qianjue's heart, making him feel as if he was electrocuted.

He felt that the old guy under his feet was about to unleash his most powerful move, and he was so scared that the hairs on his body stood up.

"Run!" Li Qianjue roared heartbreakingly.

His calm face finally lost its composure and revealed a strong fear.

Xiang Fan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled weakly: "It's too late, let's die together."

The remaining man in green came forward, but was so confused by Li Qianjue's shouting that he didn't react at all.

On the contrary, Lao Chai, who was seriously injured, was very sensitive. Having suffered a great loss, he dared not be careless again.

He was so agile that he didn't care about other people. He relied on his agility to escape quickly.

An intense golden light burst out from Xiang Fan's body, so bright that it was difficult for everyone present to open their eyes.

The sturdy man standing on the side of the road widened his eyes: "It's broken!"

He disappeared from the spot in an instant, standing in front of Li Qianjue with his hands raised in front of him.

The deafening explosion was like a thunder, violently tearing the quiet night sky.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to fall into chaotic darkness, and everything became blurred.

Sparks danced in the darkness, and ferocious tongues of flames licked everything around them, ruthlessly devouring everything around them.

In the devastated ruins, smoke filled the air, and pain and wailing intertwined into an endless tragedy.

The sturdy man shook off the dust on his body and looked around.

Seeing the coffin burnt to ashes, he couldn't help but frown and curse: "Damn it, how can I explain this to the Holy Father?"

Looking back at the dumbstruck Li Qianjue, the sturdy man took a deep breath and said, "Fortunately, you are okay."

Li Qianjue's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were a little dull: "But all the people from Shuimen are dead..."

"It doesn't matter."

The sturdy man patted Li Qianjue's shoulder heavily: "The explosion was too fast. I can only protect you."

"Damn it, I should have seen it earlier. I knew there was a bomb hidden in the guy's chest. He must have activated it during the battle."

"That's why that guy will delay. I guess the bomb is timed and can't be detonated prematurely." The sturdy man looked to the side.

There had just been three Watergate messengers standing there, but now not even ashes were left.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you, the strongest one, are not dead, it's good. As for Minato and the others... I'll go and explain to the God of Water."

"Hey hey hey, Master Saint Guard. I'm still alive."

Chai Lao jumped to the two of them, sweating coldly: "I almost died here. Fortunately, I ran away, and you didn't choose to save me first. I'm not weak, right?"

"This kid Li Qianjue is not my opponent yet."

The sturdy man looked at his broken arm with contempt.

“Uh... I don’t think I can beat Li Qianjue now.” Lao Chai scratched his head and smiled bitterly.

"I can't report this to you. Let's go back to the Holy City first. The Holy Father has already found the next Earth God. You must support the new Earth God well."

Hearing the strong man's words, the two nodded in response.

"But what is the origin of the new Earth God?" asked Old Chai puzzledly.

"I heard he is the king of the Soul-Exterminating Group."

"Chen Linan?" Old Chai looked surprised.

"That guy is indeed qualified to be the new Earth God, but I didn't expect him to submit to the Holy City."

The strong man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, his son is called Chu Tian."

"Chu Tian? Never heard of him...but just hearing the name doesn't sound very reliable." Old Chai looked disdainful.

"Don't question the Holy Father's decision. The Earth God that the Holy Father identified is absolutely the most correct."