Chapter 127 Desperate Situation! Ye Liuyun Arrives
Bibi Dong's finger not only deflected the Clear Sky Hammer, but it also seemed to shatter the spines of everyone present.
No one expected that this young female pope of the Spirit Hall would become so powerful as to be inhuman.
Even Tang Hao, who once killed the previous pope with a hammer and was hailed as the greatest genius of the Haotian Sect in a hundred years, was easily defeated by her with a single finger after unleashing his desperate technique, "Exploding Rings."
That's Tang Hao! He's the pillar of strength in the hearts of all the anti-Spirit Hall forces!
Now, the needle is broken.
"Uncle Bone".
In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi's face was as pale as paper, and his lips trembled slightly.
He acted decisively, issuing a hurried order in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Quick! Bring Rongrong back! If she resists... knock her unconscious! Immediately! Right now!"
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, nodded solemnly, his figure quietly disappearing into the shadows of space, ready to forcibly take everyone and escape at any moment.
At this moment, Tang San felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.
He stared blankly at his father, who lay in a pool of blood, his life hanging in the balance, the light in his eyes gradually fading.
The teachers at Shrek Academy looked ashen-faced.
The reason they dared to stand up to the Spirit Hall was largely due to the fact that "Tang Hao was behind them."
But now, that support has collapsed, collapsed so completely.
In the corner, Yu Xiaogang buried his head deep in his hands, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
He dared not speak, he dared not even breathe.
He had always had a keen understanding of women's emotions, and at this moment he had a strong intuition:
The Bibi Dong of today is no longer the love-obsessed saint she once was.
If he dares to stand up and say even a single word now, the other party will not show any mercy and will simply trample him to death like a stray dog on the roadside.
On the high platform.
Bibi Dong was like a true deity at this moment, with a smile on her face and her phoenix eyes slowly sweeping across the entire scene.
Everywhere the eye can see.
Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the wealthiest and most eloquent power in the world, lowered his head in a panic.
The most arrogant force in the world, the Haotian Sect, which calls itself the number one sect in the world, will fight at the slightest disagreement. Tang Hao is embedded in the wall, and Tang San accepts his fate.
The most domineering force in the world, the number one beast spirit in the world, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, now has to coil up like a dragon and lie down like a tiger.
Yu Xiaogang, who was once incredibly arrogant and aloof in front of her, trembled in fear, not daring to utter a single word, and could only pretend to be dead.
It's ridiculous that she used to like this kind of person.
At the time, I really thought he was a great figure who could stir up the winds and waves with his knowledge in the future. In the end, he was just a petty person who was opportunistic and bullied the weak.
As for Xingluo? Tiandou?
Faced with this absolute power, the representatives of the two great empires didn't even dare to breathe.
Once, these forces united to oppose the Spirit Hall, and they were so noisy and arrogant.
They keep saying that the Spirit Hall is too bullying and domineering, and that they should unite against the Spirit Hall.
But what about now?
Bibi Dong tilted her head slightly, feeling the air at that height, chuckled softly, and uttered a remark that would be etched in history:
The wind is unusually still today.
She withdrew her gaze and, as if dealing with trash, casually gave an instruction to the cardinal beside her:
"Kill Tang San, and bring Xiao Wu here."
"yes!"
A cardinal with the strength of a seventh-ring Soul Saint immediately accepted the order.
He flashed forward, a sinister smile on his face, and pounced like a ghost towards the two people below the stage who were already terrified.
At this moment, Tang San and Xiao Wu, facing the god-like Bibi Dong and the countless Spirit Hall experts, felt a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in their hearts.
What else can they do? Rebel? Even a Title Douluo has knelt down, what can they possibly use to resist?
The thought of giving up grew uncontrollably at that moment.
Looking at the withered hand reaching for Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong's lips curled into a cold smile as she arrogantly surveyed the entire scene, her voice domineering and unparalleled:
"Let's see who can take her away today?"
In the midst of this hopeless dead end, a sudden change occurs!
"BOOM—!!!"
A loud bang, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
The two massive gates of the Papal Palace Square, each a meter thick, were forcibly smashed open with brute force!
Immediately afterwards, a dark, rectangular shadow, accompanied by a terrifying whooshing sound, hurtled straight towards the cardinal who was grabbing Xiao Wu, like a black meteor!
"What is that?"
The bishop was terrified and tried to defend himself, but the thing was too powerful and too heavy!
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Before the seventh-ring Soul Saint could even scream, he was smashed away by the black object, flying dozens of meters backward before being pinned heavily to the hard wall of the Papal Palace!
As the smoke cleared, everyone took a closer look and gasped in shock.
That was... a pitch-black coffin!
"A coffin? Who dares to be so bold?!"
Everyone turned their shocked gaze to the shattered front door.
There, smoke and dust billowed, pebbles littered the ground, and waves of air surged.
Amidst the billowing dust, a tall and slender figure walked out with steady steps.
He did not come empty-handed.
On his shoulder, he was carrying another equally black and incredibly heavy coffin!
The powerful blast of air made the boy's hair and all-black clothes dance wildly in the wind.
Facing Pope Bibi Dong, who was no match even for a Title Douluo, and facing tens of thousands of elites from the Spirit Hall, his face showed no fear, only a kind of madness and calm that disregarded life and death.
Ye Liuyun slammed the coffin on his shoulder heavily onto the ground.
"Thump!"
The earth seemed to tremble.
He raised his head, his eyes meeting Bibi Dong's high and mighty gaze without fear. His voice wasn't loud, but each word was like iron, piercing the deathly silence of the square:
"I'm going to take her away."
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
"He's insane! This kid is absolutely insane!"
In the crowd, an old man couldn't help but sneer, his finger trembling as he pointed at Ye Liuyun. It wasn't out of fear, but out of sheer absurdity:
"He should take a piss and look at himself in the mirror! Even Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect, a nine-ring titled Douluo, was utterly defeated by the Pope's single finger. How can a mere junior, who hasn't even grown his first beard, think he can turn the world upside down while carrying two broken coffins?"
"A cheap trick! It's utterly ridiculous!"
A chorus of agreement rose and fell around him, and the waves of mockery surged higher and higher.
"Hey, bringing a coffin shows some self-awareness, saves the Spirit Hall the trouble of collecting his corpse!"
"Want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? You'd better consider who the damsel in distress is! She's the invincible Empress of our time! This kid must have read too many romance novels and ruined his brain, right?"
"I think he's just tired of living and wants to die in a dramatic way to attract attention. Little does he know that in the face of absolute power, he's not even an ant!"
Even the Spirit Hall's guardian knights, who were originally on high alert, now looked at Ye Liuyun with contempt and pity.
In their eyes, this wasn't a rescue mission at all; it was clearly a clown in a hurry to be reborn, putting on a laughable farce.
Nobody had high hopes for him.
Even on Shrek Academy's side, Flander and Zhao Wuji looked at that figure with faces full of despair and confusion.
Why come to your death when you're already in a hopeless situation?
Ye Liuyun seemed oblivious to the surrounding chatter.
He reached out and patted the coffin beside him, then pointed to the coffin with the bishop nailed to the wall, and chuckled at Bibi Dong:
"If we can't take her with us..."
"I've prepared two coffins for you after you die."
"One bite to hold her, one bite... to hold me!"
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