Versatile Mage: Ice Soul

After feeling that the person's aura had completely disappeared from the hailstorm, Ye Baiqiu turned his attention to Mo Fan, who was covered in bruises next to him.

"Are you okay, Mo Fan?"

This executioner of the Black Church was indeed very strong. It only took a few moves to defeat Mo Fan. If he hadn't come over quickly enough, Mo Fan would have suffered a lot.

"It's not bad, I can't die." Mo Fan has a special physique, and the injuries of this degree are not fatal at all, they are just some skin injuries at most.

"Brother, can't you keep him?"

"His movements were too fast, and the ice elements in this area were under that person's control. I couldn't plunder them all in a short time. In this case, I could only let him leave." Ye Baiqiu did not deny it.

His strength was indeed stronger than that of the blue-robed deacon, but he was not at the level where he could kill him with one blow.

"Okay then." After hearing this, Mo Fan had no choice but to lean against the cracked wall.

Seeing this, Ye Baiqiu didn't say much, and stretched out a palm to recover the ice elements spreading nearby.

And just after Ye Baiqiu absorbed all the sweeping ice elemental energy, the New York streets that had been in chaos due to the hailstorm finally became calm again.

The dark sky also returned to its original bright white-blue color.

If it weren't for the wreckage of cars and parasols damaged by the hailstorm below, it would have seemed like everything was normal and nothing had happened.

At this time, the member of the Temple of Freedom in purple breeze came over, followed by the intern who was almost killed at random.

"Are you national players from China?" the mage from Zifeng Temple asked.

"Yes." Mo Fan nodded.

"Who is that man in blue robe and why does he want your life?" the mage of Zifeng Temple asked.

"That person is from the Black Holy See. Let's not say so much. You should send the injured to the hospital first." Mo Fan said when he saw that both of them could fly.

"Your injuries are not light either." The mage from Zifeng Temple said.

"I'm okay, but they are going to die." Mo Fan pointed to the injured people on the ground.

"Row."

Ye Baiqiu then took Mo Fan and others back to the Temple of Liberty near New York. After all, there were many ordinary people on the streets who were powerless, and it was inevitable that they would be a little constrained in a fight.

"That guy is one of the more difficult executioners in the Black Vatican. He is extremely powerful. There is basically no assassination or assassination that they can't accomplish. This group of people is quite scary." Ye Baiqiu said to Mo Fan.

This is the first time Mo Fan has heard of executioners, but thinking about it, few of the blue-clad deacons he has encountered before are so strong. Moreover, most of the blue-clad deacons hide in the dark and do some tricks. An unsuspecting conspiracy!

"Executioners will be sent to deal with you. It seems that you are very important to the Black Vatican." The mage from the Purple Wind Temple said. "In the next few days, you stay here and don't leave casually. I will deal with the Black Vatican's executioners hiding in the dark as soon as possible." Ye Baiqiu said to Mo Fan seriously.

For Ye Baiqiu, it would cause trouble if he didn't completely get rid of that guy from the Black Vatican, so he had to die.

The leaders of the Liberty Temple were extremely angry because of what happened on the streets of New York today.

The Black Church was so bold that they dared to do evil in the busy city. That day, many temple mages mobilized and began to search the city for the executioner.

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For three days in a row, Ye Baiqiu and all the temple mages who searched found nothing.

The executioner of the Black Church seemed to disappear out of thin air after the failed attack.

"It's interesting. He's hidden so deeply. He must be an experienced person." Ye Baiqiu murmured while standing on a tall building.

In the past three days, he had searched everywhere he needed to find it, but there was no trace of it.

It can be seen that the man's hiding skills are strong, and his familiarity with this place is far less than that of the temple mages, so the final result is obvious.

Just as Ye Baiqiu was concentrating on his thoughts and continuing to guess where the man might appear, the cell phone in his shirt rang with a message.

He reached into the cufflinks of his clothes and took out his mobile phone. What he lowered his head and saw was the message he had just received.

"Cardinal Leng Jue has entered the United States. The target is unknown. Please be more careful."

Sender - Astraea.

Seeing the last signature, Ye Baiqiu's frown suddenly relaxed a lot, but soon he frowned again because of the cardinal's purpose.

"When entering the United States at this time, it seems that this Leng Jue also has his own little thoughts. Otherwise, a mere executioner would not be qualified to allow Leng Jue, one of the seven cardinals of the Black Vatican, to take the risk. Obviously, this executioner I am not qualified to contact anyone, which makes me very curious, what kind of thing can make a cardinal personally take the risk."

After Ye Baiqiu learned about this situation, he rubbed his hands eagerly.

The cardinal of the Black Vatican, if he takes down this person, he will definitely get a lot of bounty. The most important thing is that this cardinal does not need to think about keeping his hands, he can operate or even kill him at will.

"However, there is a problem. The identity of Leng Jue is very mysterious and the purpose of entering the United States is not clear, so it is difficult to arrest him."

After thinking about it, Ye Baiqiu became a little troubled again. After all, the United States is so big, who knows where the guys from the Black Vatican would be hiding.

…………… (End of this chapter)