"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, Yidar was dead.
This high-ranking powerhouse, clearly a formidable mage, had no ability to resist once he was closed in.
It was only because Chen Fan was protected by the Golden Silk Cicada Robe that others would have been killed by those four long ago.
In team fights, the healer is targeted first, followed by mages and archers.
The second mage, Honglian, the second bishop of the Dark Church, fell rapidly, converging with the four pursuing figures.
As the four emerged from the shattered land, they saw Yidar's falling corpse.
"Yidar."
Mota and Lindakeli cried out in sorrow.
"Stop shouting, Yidar is dead."
Honglian's face was grave as she stopped Mota and Lindakeli, who were about to charge out, "Don't split up, or none of us will get out."
With Yidar gone, no one felt Chen Fan's power more acutely than he did.
This man had unparalleled defense and a divine sword that could cut through anything.
Mota and Lindakeli indeed did not move. Although they desperately wanted to kill the oriental man before them, they heeded Honglian's words and did not act rashly.
The five gathered, and Honglian continued to chant ancient incantations.
With each symbol uttered, her face grew paler.
She was charging up a big move.
The other four surrounded Honglian.
The next moment, a terrifyingly powerful force seeped into the bodies of the three from the void, and instantly, the three felt an inexhaustible supply of strength within them.
"Wow."
Honglian spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed, looking weak.
Honglian had exhausted herself greatly.
If she still couldn't win like this, there was nothing she could do.
She had almost sacrificed her life to summon an incantation that was currently unusable.
Victory or defeat.
This was their only chance to survive today.
As for killing this mysterious oriental guest, Honglian no longer held much hope.
This person was flawless in both offense and defense.
"Kill."
Dark Church, Angelic Holy See.
The four great powerhouses joined forces, their explosive power converging, and attacked Chen Fan.
Facing such an attack, Chen Fan's expression also became much more serious.
Very strong.
Such an attack could potentially break through the defense of the Golden Silk Cicada Robe.
"Buzz."
He fully activated the defensive power of the Golden Silk Cicada Robe.
He could escape, but he didn't want to.
He wanted to see the difference between Western powerhouses and Eastern ones.
"Open."
A single word, yet it held the power to cleave the heavens.
The sword light instantly tore through the force of rules that enveloped the entire long street.
The extremely sharp sword light collided with the combined attack of the four.
"Rumble!"
At this moment, a large-scale collapse erupted.
The aura of destruction began to spread outwards.
On both sides of the pedestrian street, shops were annihilated in swathes.
Fortunately, the pedestrian street had been cleared beforehand, otherwise, there would have been heavy casualties.
But it was still useless, the storm of destruction continued to spread.
"Snap."
At the critical moment, Chen Fan snapped his fingers.
"Wow!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The destructive storm generated by the combined attacks of the four opponents and himself was not easily dispelled.
What he did was not destruction, but containment.
The force of rules instantly spread out from the long street, containing the destructive storm, but it was precarious.
"Go."
At the crucial moment, Honglian shouted.
Chimu and Byakko instantly turned back, intending to take Honglian and flee the scene.
But at this moment, Mota and Lindakeli both turned around and attacked.
Sabers and swords clashed, striking towards Honglian.
"Get lost."
Byakko roared and intercepted their attack.
"Puff!"
An arm flew off.
"Bastard."
Chimu's eyes turned red, and he turned back to fight.
"Go."
Byakko grabbed the nearly frenzied Chimu, disregarding the fallen arm, and fled with Honglian.
"Boom."
The three shot up into the sky.
Wenlan City had a city protection formation, but it was not activated.
No one dared to activate it.
As soon as the three left, Mota and Lindakeli picked up Yidar's corpse and followed.
They only regretted not being able to kill Honglian, but fortunately, they had taken one of Byakko's arms.
As for the oriental man, only fear remained in their hearts.
...
On the other side.
Chen Fan did not pursue them as they fled.
It was good that they left, otherwise the storm of destruction would have continued to spread.
If those people attacked again, he would not hesitate to abandon control and kill them.
As for how many people died in Wenlan City, did he care?
It had not reached a point of no return yet, so be it... they were all innocent people, and he would save them if he could.
The Ama-no-Murakumo Sword was sheathed, and under Chen Fan's full control, the destructive storm quickly dissipated.
It was a pity about the pedestrian street, it was completely destroyed.
Of course, Chen Fan didn't mind.
"Everyone."
He ascended into the air, reappearing before all the people of Wenlan City. His face was still shrouded in mist, and his voice echoed throughout Wenlan City, "I never like to repeat myself."
"If there is any more divine-level combat power in Wenlan City, I will truly go on a killing spree. I hope you all... take care of yourselves."
His figure vanished without a trace.
He reappeared not at Wenmos Manor, but before another large manor.
In front of the manor stood a boundary marker with the words "Lanting" on it.
The moment he appeared, the Lanting family felt as if the sky was collapsing.
"It's over."
The patriarch of the Lanting family's face turned pale, "Ashdai is going to move against our Lanting family."