The commotion caused by the black-clad bishop instantly became the focal point of the lower area.

But he didn’t care at all and stepped over the patrol captain’s body, continuing to walk.

The children of God should be under the sun.

Not in darkness.

Soon, the rest of the patrol teams rushed over.

But seeing their companion’s serious injuries and feeling the aura of the black-clad bishop, they hesitated for a moment.

They were the managers; if they didn’t do something and let him leave after beating people up, where would the Land Family’s dignity go?

But to really engage in a fight, even if they all came forward, they wouldn’t be a match?

As everyone hesitated, a patrol captain stepped forward, cupped his fists respectfully, and said, "Senior, with your skills, you should reside in the upper area. Perhaps you are in the wrong place? Please wait, I’ll take you there."

"Thank you."

The black-clad bishop chuckled, "I’m going to the upper area to kill someone."

"What!"

The patrol captain was shocked, standing there not knowing what to do!

The black-clad bishop’s voice was loud, and all the martial artists heard it.

This time, the lower area erupted instantly.

"Going to the upper area to kill?"

"Is he crazy? Even the upper area is under the Land Family’s jurisdiction."

"This guy is a bit arrogant, interesting."

The martial artists discussed animatedly, all getting interested.

"Quick, report it!"

The patrol captain didn’t dare to hesitate and immediately arranged for someone to report it.

At the same time, he wanted to stall for a bit of time.

"Get out of the way!"

Whoosh!

The black-clad bishop swung his sleeve sharply, sending him flying!

He landed heavily.

Just like that, under the eyes of everyone, the black-clad bishop passed through several doors, leaving the lower area.

There was an iron gate between the middle and lower areas!

The gate was tightly closed.

The black-clad bishop walked over and gently tapped it.

Crack!

The iron gate directly shattered!

"This is definitely a king among Great Grandmasters!"

"Why is he living in the lower area? To show off?"

"With such capabilities, does he really need to show off?"

Watching the iron gate shatter, the martial artists of the lower area felt their hearts pound!

Too powerful!

The gate was shattered.

Behind the gate stood a dozen martial artists.

"Esteemed master, please return!"

A bearded man pointed to the lower area and spoke coldly.

"What I want to do is not done yet, I won’t go back." The black-clad bishop chuckled, "Let’s make it easy, I don’t want to hurt you."

"You!" The bearded man sneered, slowly drawing his blade with his right hand, "If you can get past my blade, I won’t stop you. But as for the others... it will depend on your skills."

No sooner had he spoken than the man attacked fiercely!

Whoosh!

The long blade slashed down!

The black-clad bishop sidestepped, his right hand like an eagle’s claw, fiercely grabbing the man’s wrist and gently twisting it!

Crack!

The bearded man’s wrist was snapped!

The blade directly sliced off half of his head!

Thud!

The body collapsed to the ground.

The black-clad bishop discarded the blade, placed his hands behind his back, and continued walking forward.

The remaining people retreated one after another.

"That guy was a Great Grandmaster, yet he was killed with one strike, what’s the background of this old man?"

The martial artists of the middle area witnessed this scene the whole time.

The shock in their hearts was indescribable!

"I don’t know, anyway, the disparity between Great Grandmasters is larger than that between you and dogs!"

Someone said.

In the middle area, none of the Great Grandmasters responsible for maintaining order dared to step forward.

"May I boldly ask, what’s your name!"

Suddenly, a voice came.

Everyone looked towards the voice and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Hume Rose! This matter has alarmed him!"

"The Family Head!"

Those Great Grandmasters responsible for order heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing Hume Rose.

The boss was here; they were safe.

At least, their lives weren’t in danger.

"I am the master here, you killed my people, you have to give me an explanation, right?" Hume Rose spoke with his whole aura unleashed!

Many martial artists in the middle area couldn’t withstand the pressure and began to desperately run their True Qi to resist!

"I have no name; I come from the Church, headed to the upper area to kill a person."

The black-clad bishop smiled as he spoke.

He stood still, completely unaffected.

"Truly formidable, someone from the Church?" Hume Rose thought for a while, smiled, and said, "The Church has been dormant for years; if possible, I’m willing to cooperate with you."

"By the way, whom do you wish to kill? Logically speaking, everyone who comes to my Land Family is a guest, and as the host, I have an obligation to protect their safety."

"If I don’t let you kill, you can’t."

He wore a full face of confidence.

This is confidence!

The confidence of Hume Rose wanting to dominate the martial arts world!

"I won’t refute that. But today, I want to kill the Church’s number one enemy." The black-clad bishop patted his chest, "I am not I, I am the Church."

"Haha, I’m very curious, who is so capable to be hunted by the Church?"

Hume Rose laughed loudly but did not step back.

"A person... named Iwan Martinez." The black-clad bishop spoke calmly, "He is the Church’s must-kill target, with no room for compromise."

"Iwan Martinez... never heard of him." Hume Rose nodded, stepped aside, and opened a path, "Well, you can ask Iwan; if he’s willing, you two can fight as you wish, life and death determined by fate. But if he’s not willing, wait until after the Starlit Gathering, then do as you please."

"A madman won’t refuse." The black-clad bishop looked around, indeed, Hume Rose’s skills were strong.

All around him, there was a kind of magic different from ordinary martial arts.

To make an open move may not gain any advantage.

Today, his goal was to kill Iwan Martinez and demonstrate the Church’s power.

Making enemies without reason was not wise, nor align with the Archbishop’s strategy.

"Please!" Hume Rose strode ahead, leading the black-clad bishop to the upper area.

At this moment, the entire Land Manor was boiling!

Someone was going to fight a life-and-death duel!

And in the upper area!

"Iwan Martinez, the Church wants to challenge you! If you’re willing, step out! If you’re not, I guarantee your safety!"

Hume Rose stood in the upper area, shouting.

His words were full of confidence!

As if telling everyone, no matter who it is, even if it’s the Church, or any other forces, in the Land Family, they have to behave!

But there was no response.

"You see, maybe he’s unwilling." Hume Rose smiled and said, "Sorry then."

"Impossible." The black-clad bishop frowned slightly, looked at the door number, and threw a punch fiercely!

Boom!

The punch wind directly broke open the door!

Inside, there was a man slumped over the table, snoring soundly.

All around were empty wine bottles.

"I’ve said, if he’s unwilling, you can’t force him," Hume Rose, curious himself, why had this guy drunk so much?

"Iwan Martinez! Do you dare to fight!"

The black-clad bishop used his inner strength and shouted loudly!

On the table, Iwan Martinez suddenly opened his eyes!

"Who! Who wants to fight me!" He stood up, sword in hand, and stepped out.