Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

At midnight, Chu Lingfeng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"It finally begins!"

Chu Lingfeng put on his nightgown and, under the cover of night, turned into a puff of black smoke and rushed towards the south.

On a rocky hill about ten miles away from the imperial capital, under the cover of night, there were flashes of swords and shadows of sabers. The scene was in great chaos, and no one knew how many people were fighting.

"Witch, are you really going to stop us from doing our work?" Archbishop Pu Duole was stopped by three ninth-level masters of the Dark Church. He was unable to move forward or backward for a moment, and he was angry. He was too careless this time. He didn't expect that the Dark Church would send five ninth-level peak masters and the mysterious saint, while he only had two ninth-level masters on his side, and the rest of the eighth-level warrior magicians were useless.

“Hahahaha,” the Dark Saint stood aside and bent over with laughter. She giggled and said, “You guys from the Light Church are allowed to steal other people’s notes, but we from the Dark Church are not allowed to stop them? What a joke!”

The Dark Church besieged Pu Duole with two ninth-level warriors and a ninth-level magician. With close-range and long-range attacks, it would be difficult for Pu Duole to defeat them in a short time even if he was a tenth-level mage.

On the other side, four ninth-level masters from the Dark Church and the Light Church actually joined forces to deal with a man in black. Under the siege of four ninth-level masters, the man in black still showed no sign of defeat, and his strength was extremely powerful.

"Witch, don't be too proud!" Pu Duole made up his mind. A scroll appeared in his hand. After putting some distance between him and the two ninth-level warriors, he held the magic wand across his chest and quickly tore open the scroll.

"Die, Judgment of Light!"

In the dark night, a dazzling white light appeared in front of Pu Duole, and instantly turned into a white, blazing lightsaber, pointing directly at the two ninth-level warriors. The power contained in the lightsaber was so terrifying that the two ninth-level masters were forced to retreat again and again. If it weren't for the ninth-level magician behind them constantly releasing magic to slow down the lightsaber, the lightsaber would have already flown towards them.

"Be careful, that's a level ten scroll!" The Dark Saint's face changed, and the thing she was worried about happened.

"Dark sword technique, Shadow Slash!"

In the face of the crisis, the two ninth-rank great swordsmen dared not hide their abilities any longer. Their swords collided with each other. When the swords were raised, a black sword light flew out and hit the lightsaber heavily.

"boom"

Like fireworks blooming, the white light is so brilliant in the dark that it is difficult to open your eyes.

The sword skills of the two were obviously not as powerful as the tenth-level scroll. Under the gaze of everyone, although the white light was weakened, it still pierced towards the two ninth-level warriors. In a flash of lightning, the two men barely moved away.

"Ahhh..." A ninth-rank warrior screamed while covering his shoulder. His left shoulder was constantly melting under the corrosion of the light magic. In order to save his life, he had no choice but to endure the pain and cut off his entire arm, screaming in pain.

Seeing that only one ninth-rank warrior was disabled, the Dark Saint breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was a tenth-rank scroll, and no one died. However, before she could relax, something else happened. The ninth-rank magician on her side screamed, and a white light pierced through his chest, and he fell down softly. There was a masked man standing where the magician fell, overlapping with the night, which was very strange. If you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't tell that there was anyone there. The man in black nodded to Pu Duole and soon disappeared into the night.

It turned out that Pu Duole took advantage of the brief daze of the Dark Church and called out the ambush troops that had been lying in wait for a long time. He quickly launched an attack and easily eliminated the ninth-level magician of the Dark Church.

Poor guy, a ninth-rank magician who was not respected wherever he went, and he actually lost his life in a sneak attack.

"Haha, little witch, without this damn magician, I wonder what you can use to stop me!" Pu Duole was overjoyed as he got rid of his biggest worry.

"Despicable!" The Dark Saint was anxious and angry. She didn't expect that the old guy Pu Duole had ambushed a Templar Assassin nearby, and she didn't even notice it. A ninth-level magician was gone, and another ninth-level warrior couldn't fight in a short time. The current situation was very unfavorable to her.

Templar Assassins are top assassins trained by the Church of Light to assassinate pagans. They are all extremely powerful and can even assassinate people above their level. Fortunately, there are not many Templar Assassins so far. Although the Templar Assassin disappeared, the Dark Saint knew that he was still lurking nearby, waiting to make a fatal blow to her people, which gave her a headache.

Seeing the Dark Saint's angry and embarrassed look, Pu Duole laughed again, and after a long time he said: "Nephew, uncle is teaching you a truth. Don't miss any opportunity to attack your opponent, and don't underestimate your opponent at any time." The tone seemed to be really for the Dark Saint's good, but from that smiling old face, everyone could see how hypocritical this old guy was.

"Really? Then I have to thank my uncle-master!" The Dark Saint bit her teeth, wondering whether to retreat first, but she caught a glimpse of the mysterious master who forced back the four ninth-level masters of the Holy See of Light and her side with one move, and her heart couldn't help but move.

"Sir, no matter who you are, how about we temporarily join forces to deal with those hypocrites of the Holy See of Light? We can discuss the matter of the notes later." The Dark Saint put aside her pride, her pretty face looked pitiful and heartbreaking.

No one could have imagined that Smith's notes would eventually be exchanged by this mysterious man in black. Not only that, the strength of this man in black was even more terrifying. He was estimated to be at least a tenth-rank swordsman. The four ninth-rank masters from the two major churches were unable to take him down and could only stop him.

"Oh, little girl, how do you want to join forces?" The mysterious master held the sword in front of his chest, and seemed to be somewhat tempted by the Dark Saint's proposal.

"Who are you? This bishop advises you not to be an enemy of our Holy See of Light. Just hand over the scroll obediently. I can give you other things as compensation, otherwise I will kill you!" Although he said this, Pu Duole felt a little uneasy. This mysterious man was so powerful that even he did not dare to win easily. If the two sides joined forces, he would be in danger.

However, as an archbishop, Pu Duole usually acted arrogantly and thought he was superior to others. Nine out of ten words he spoke were about the Holy See of Light, and his words were threatening.

The mysterious man ignored him and looked at the Dark Saint with great interest, "Little girl, tell me how we can join forces?"

The Dark Saint was overjoyed and quickly suggested, "Sir, just help to contain Pu Duole, and we will take care of the rest of the cats and dogs of the Holy See of Light. How do you think?"

The mysterious master nodded slightly to show his agreement.

"Sir, do you want to go against our Holy See of Light? Don't think you are great just because you have a little strength. Be careful or you may lose your life." Pu Duole raised his voice, hoping that the mysterious man would retreat. However, the old guy was too self-righteous, and his arrogant attitude made people feel uncomfortable.

Although the Holy See of Light is very powerful, it is not all-powerful. At least they dare not easily provoke the eight empires of the human world, and can only slowly infiltrate. You know, the Holy See of Light is not like those big empires, with millions of troops.

The mysterious man snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "So what if it's the Church of Light? I have never taken you hypocrites seriously. You are a bunch of hypocritical guys. Talking to you is dirtying my mouth!"

"Hello... hello!" Pu Duole was so angry that his beard stood up. Since he became archbishop, no one had ever dared to talk to him like this.

"Well said sir, the people of the Church of Light are just a bunch of hypocrites!" The Dark Saint exclaimed in delight. All along, the image of their Church of Darkness in the eyes of the world has been inferior to that of the Church of Light, and she herself has been regarded as a witch. How could she be unhappy?

The mysterious man waved his hand and said, "Little girl, let's do it. I can't bear it anymore. I'm going to beat this old guy into a pig's head!"

"Okay!" The Dark Saint giggled and stared at Pu Duole, her eyes full of ill intentions and gloating.

"It's still unclear who will beat whose pig head!" Pu Duole was so angry at the mysterious man that he yelled at his men, "What are you all doing? Come over here quickly!"

The knights of light and the magicians dared not breathe, and just as they were about to approach, the Dark Church's troops had already rushed over, and they had no choice but to fight. For a moment, there were flashes of swords and shadows, and various series of magic were more brilliant than fireworks.

The mysterious man's strength was terrifying. The strong and thick sword energy made Pu Duole pale. He repeatedly distanced himself from the mysterious man and released low-level magic to slow down the mysterious man's advance. The mysterious man was not only terrifyingly powerful, but also experienced. He did not give Pu Duole any chance to release high-level magic and kept approaching.

Pu Duole's face turned green. If he continued like this, he might run out of magic power and die. As a last resort, Pu Duole could only whistle to call out the Templar Assassin. The Templar Assassin loomed in the night, approaching the mysterious man like lightning, and the dagger was about to stab the mysterious man's back. However, the mysterious man was not an easy person to deal with. He had already kept an eye on the Templar Assassin. He suddenly swung the long sword in his hand backwards, and a terrifying sword energy swept towards the assassin.

The sword energy of the Sword Master level was so terrifying and overwhelming that people had no way to avoid it. The Templar Assassin was so close to the sword energy that he could only curl up his body in a flash of lightning and barely protect his vital points. Even so, the difference in levels soon became apparent.

"puff"

After just one encounter, a top assassin was seriously injured. The strength of the mysterious man can be imagined. The Templar Assassin was hit by the powerful sword energy and was blasted ten feet away, and his life or death was unknown.

The mysterious man sneered, stared at Pu Duole with ill intentions, and said jokingly: "Old man, let's see who will come to save you now, prepare to die!"

Pu Duole's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about the life or death of the Templar Assassin. Instead, he stared at the mysterious man coldly. The spell in his mouth had reached its final stage, and the elements of heaven and earth around him began to boil.

Feeling the changes in the elements of heaven and earth, the mysterious man also began to become serious. With his knowledge, he naturally knew that the old guy Pu Duole was casting high-level magic, at least level nine magic, which was equivalent to a small forbidden spell. Even as a sword saint, he did not dare to take it lightly. He held the sword across his chest, and the sword energy condensed quickly. The ice-blue sword energy was dazzling in the night, but the murderous aura was unsettling.

"Light Eclipse!"

Pu Duole shouted loudly, and then the sky suddenly lit up, and then a white light like a giant sword falling from the sky fiercely stabbed at the mysterious man. The mysterious man's eyes were full of solemnity, and his hands did not stop. The long sword condensed with terrifying sword energy suddenly slashed towards the sky, and the aqua blue sword energy was like a giant dragon rising into the sky, fiercely hitting the white light falling from the sky.

"boom"

Fireworks were brilliant in the air, and the aqua blue and white lights lit up the sky. At that moment, they were the most beautiful scenery, but also a dangerous death warrant.

The terrifying energy swept in all directions like a tsunami. Fortunately, the people around were all masters, otherwise they would be killed or injured if they were infected by this terrifying energy. Even so, many people were thrown aside by the terrifying force.

The mysterious man wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Pu Duole in mid-air with cold eyes. He was injured, and Pu Duole was not necessarily better off. Magicians' bodies are generally weaker than warriors. Pu Duole was unable to dodge just now and was hit hard. His whole body was burning with pain and he felt very uncomfortable.