The Most Powerful Bodyguard-Chapter 890: Yang Yan vs Jesus, Yang Yan’s Ability Is Copying!

"Hey, hey, hey! Is that guy going crazy? With such power, is he trying to attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao?"

Kashu looked in the direction of Yang Yan, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Stop with the nonsense. Moonlight has gone insane, completely insane."

"In his current state, this island can't hold up, not even for a minute!"

"Everyone, move quickly, or it will be troublesome if we get caught up in this."

Kafir looked at his opponents and spoke slowly.

"Broken Mountains and Rivers..."

With a furious roar from Yang Yan, the entire island, along with the surrounding sea, seemed to be under immense pressure and suddenly caved in.

"Damn it! What is this?"

Under Yang Yan's almost insane attack, Jesus was in an extremely dangerous situation.

He never expected Yang Yan to attack with such intensity at the start.

In his mind, no matter what, battles of their level should always hold back a bit.

After all, the destructive power of their fights was enormous.

If they just fought recklessly, not just an island but even a continent could be riddled with holes.

But at that moment, Yang Yan seemed to have gone mad, showing no restraint at all.

He seemed intent on eliminating his opponent in the shortest possible time, without any consideration for the consequences.

"Holy Land Descend..."

At that moment, Jesus's expression was serious, and he wasn't thinking about anything else.

Yang Yan's attack was putting too much pressure on him.

If he didn't respond with all his might, he might really die here today.

As his words fell, the world around them seemed to transform into the Celestial Kingdom.

Seeing Celestial Horses soaring in the sky and Angels flying everywhere, Yang Yan shouted angrily:

"In the three thousand worlds, there's nothing I cannot cut; in the vast realms, no land I cannot tread upon. Break!"

With a powerful slash from Yang Yan, the scene that resembled the Celestial Kingdom shattered instantly.

At the same time, Jesus's whole body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"So strong! It... It broke my Holy Land so easily..."

With a successful strike, Yang Yan squinted his eyes and lightly uttered three words:

"Wheel! Chaotic Dance."

He didn't give his opponent a chance to breathe and continued his ferocious onslaught.

In just an instant, Yang Yan unleashed countless sword lights.

"Holy Sanctuary!"

Jesus's eyes sharpened, and he shouted resolutely.

"Ding ding ding..."

Like hailstones hitting an iron plate, Yang Yan's attacks were all blocked by Jesus.

However, he wasn't feeling relaxed.

Watching Jesus taking deep, labored breaths, Yang Yan sneered disdainfully and mockingly said:

"Is the famous Savior only at this level? With your strength alone, what right do you have to demand my submission?"

Upon hearing Yang Yan's words, a platinum light slowly emerged from behind Jesus.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, this is just the beginning."

As his words fell, the light gradually became brighter.

"Don't hurry, I'm waiting for you. Use whatever tricks you have! Don't worry, I won't attack you now."

Yang Yan squinted his eyes as he looked at the opponent, speaking calmly.

"Hmph! Dare to underestimate me, I hope you won't regret it later."

Jesus was fuming at Yang Yan's disdain.

In the Hidden World, who wouldn't strike a deadly blow before the opponent could even react?

Only this guy actually allowed him to take his time.

This was too much, simply insulting.

As time passed, when the light behind Jesus was as dazzling as the sun, a staff appeared in his hand at some point.

"Die!"

Jesus roared, raising the staff and pointing it fiercely at Yang Yan.

Bang!

A blinding golden light shot out from the staff, heading straight for Yang Yan.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, like a nuclear bomb detonation, a massive mushroom cloud rose from the island.

"It's all over."

Jesus looked solemnly at Yang Yan, who he thought he had successfully hit.

At the location where Yang Yan was standing, his figure was no longer visible, replaced by an enormous crater.

"Damn! Those two are too much, aren't they?"

Kashu frowned as he looked at the mushroom cloud rising in the distance.

"Is this what a showdown between top-tier experts in the Hidden World looks like? It's too exaggerated!"

"This isn't a sci-fi movie; how did they even create a mushroom cloud? Can a human do this?"

Many people who had already fled the island said with lingering fear.

"What's wrong with you?"

On a certain ship, a man suspiciously looked at his dazed companion and asked.

"I've seen that golden light before. It's an attack method from the Celestial faction!"

"However, the golden light I saw before was much weaker than this."

Another person swallowed hard, speaking with some difficulty.

"What? You mean the one fighting the Four Emperors is from the Celestial Kingdom?"

"Could it be that Yahweh has come here? But that's not right..."

"If he came, the one fighting him must be Satan!"

The man said with a puzzled look.

"Zzzt..."

As the couple chatted, a sharp sound suddenly rang out.

As if the sky had been torn open in an instant, a silvery white sword light soared from the crater.

In the next moment, the island was directly split in half by the sword light.

As the island was split open, seawater gushed wildly from the crevice.

Along with it, Yang Yan, radiating a silver glow all over, burst out.

"How... How is it possible? Why are you still alive?"

Jesus exclaimed in shock.

Although the recent attack wasn't his strongest method, it could be said he used all his strength.

But seeing Yang Yan now, without a single scratch, even someone as powerful as he was stunned.

"Is this your power? Indeed, it's extraordinary!"

Yang Yan said with a smile.

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Jesus exclaimed with wide eyes:

"No one in this world can survive such an attack! Even if you are one of the Four Emperors, it's impossible..."

Saying this, Jesus suddenly seemed to realize something.

Cold sweat covered his body, and he looked at Yang Yan in disbelief:

"Could it be... I understand now, I understand! You weren't kindly waiting for me to gather power, you wanted to obtain my ability!"

"So, this is your ability? Learning or, more accurately, copying!"

Yang Yan squinted his eyes, sneering coldly:

"Oh? Did you figure it out so quickly? Indeed, you're different from the usual trash!"

"No wonder you're called Jesus. Whether in strength or comprehension, you're far superior to those I've fought before!"