"The Ten War Gods obey orders."
Ye Qingcang's face was filled with deep emotion.
The ten war gods immediately looked gloomy.
Their bodies are like javelins.
His face was full of solemnity.
Seeing this, Ye Qingcang said seriously: "Remember this, next, we will attack together."
"I'm going to hold back that clone of Paul XIII."
"As for you, take Qin Bufan and leave."
"If anything happens to me, report it immediately to the higher-ups and tell them that from now on, Qin Bufan will be the new Chinese War King."
“Once approved, we will start forming a brand new team.”
"As for you, all of you shall obey the orders of the new War King."
Although the ten war gods had been mentally prepared for a long time.
Hearing this.
Their hearts still sank.
A feeling of sadness came over me.
But they also knew that Ye Qingcang had no choice but to do so.
After all, in the current situation, the other party has no other way except to sacrifice themselves to barely protect Qin Bufan.
Of course, they didn't want to watch their teacher leave.
However, the other party has already given the order.
Military orders are as heavy as a mountain.
Furthermore, if they stayed here, the final result would inevitably be the death of the Chinese War King and the Ten War Gods.
By then, I'm afraid the whole of China will be in chaos.
"Okay, everyone, start getting ready."
Ye Qingcang said with a serious face.
whoosh.
He swayed his body and stood in front of the clone of Paul XIII.
As for the ten great war gods, they all came to Qin Bufan.
"Mr. Qin, let's get out of here quickly."
"Leave the rest of the battle to the teacher."
"As for you, you cannot be in any danger."
One of the Chinese war gods said with a serious face.
Qin Bufan smiled and did not answer.
And his gaze fell on Ye Qingcang.
"Master Ye, is it worth it for you to risk your life to protect me like this?"
Qin Bufan asked with a smile.
Ye Qingcang said with a firm look on his face: "If my death can buy your safety."
"And you will be called the new patron saint of China."
"Then I shall die without regrets."
Qin Bufan was stunned.
Then he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Mr. Ye, unfortunately, I have no interest in the so-called guardian god of China."
“I like to be free and unrestrained.”
"Besides, who told you that I'm no match for this Paul XIII clone?"
"Okay, come here quickly and let me take over the battle."
What a pity.
Qin Bufan’s confidence.
In Ye Qingcang's opinion, he was just being stubborn.
He said seriously, "Stop talking nonsense and go."
"I'll hold Paul XIII back."
After saying that, Ye Qingcang looked at the clone of Paul XIII with a determined look.
In response, Paul XIII's clone sneered.
On the other side, the ten war gods kept urging them.
"Mr. Qin, please come with us."
"Do you want the teacher's sacrifice to be in vain?"
"You have to think about the overall situation."
"Now is not the time to show off."
“…”
Qin Bufan was unmoved by these.
There was a moment of silence.
Qin Bufan smiled and said, "If I leave, then your teacher's sacrifice will be in vain."
The ten war gods were speechless.
I became extremely anxious.
On the other hand, Paul XIII's clone had a sneer on his face.
"Chinese War King, you... want to stop me?"
"Your idea is good, but your strength is too weak."
"Well, since you insist on doing this, I will kill you first, and then destroy the Ten War Gods and that kid named Qin Bufan."
"In this way, no one will know that this Pope's clone has appeared here."
After saying that.
Paul XIII's clone quickly spread out his right hand.
A ball of white light flashed.
The rich divine power continued to gather and eventually became a huge ball of light with a diameter of one meter.
Buzz.
The ball of light compressed rapidly.
Eventually, it became a ball of energy the size of a grapefruit.
Although the size has become smaller.
But the terrifying energy contained within it makes people's hearts palpitate.
Ye Qingcang was covered in cold sweat.
A feeling of powerlessness came over me.
He really wanted to do something.
But he found that under such terrible pressure, the power in his body could not be activated at all.
Phew.
Ye Qingcang felt as if he had been hit hard.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
And his face was as pale as paper.
The ten war gods were confused.
Although, they knew that Ye Qingcang might be doomed to die if he faced the incarnation of Paul XIII.
But they didn't expect it.
The opponent only needed a pressure from him to make him spit blood from his mouth.
And this is based on the premise that the other party is wearing special technological defense clothing.
They really couldn't imagine it.
If Ye Qingcang had not been adequately prepared, would that mean that the other party would have been dead by now?
And at this time.
Paul XIII's clone sneered, "Chinese War King, do you have any last words?"
"If not, I'll have to send you on your way."
Without waiting for Ye Qingcang to finish.
Paul XIII's clone quickly threw the energy ball in his hand.
It was about to fall in front of Ye Qingcang.
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