Click!

When his body touched Ye Feng's body like steel, the pope trembled all over, his energy was overturned, and the light of faith that was filled with his body was shattered.

Bang!

The Pope was shaken away.

"heresy!"

The Pope coughed violently, and did not dare to fight Ye Feng anymore, so he quickly retreated.

However, Ye Feng's speed was obviously faster.

But in a moment, Ye Feng had already chased the Pope, tearing away the power of faith in front of the Pope with one hand, strangled the Pope's neck, and lifted it over his head and smashed it hard on the ground.

With a deafening sound, the old pope smashed a deep pit on the ground.

"Ahem..."

The Pope's body swayed and he struggled barely. The holy light shrouded on his body became dim, no longer as sacred as before, slowly revealing his hunched and old appearance.

At this moment, the pope was covered with drops of blood, his wounds were terrifying, and his twilight years were in twilight years!

This scene made the believers in the Holy City of the Holy See open their mouths, making them extremely unbelievable.

In the hearts of these devout believers, the Pope is the spokesperson of the gods, forever shrouded in the divine light, forever invincible!

Even though the reputation of the Holy See is worse than that of the Holy See, even if the strong men of the Holy See are defeated again and again, as long as their pope is still high, they always believe that the Holy See is their destination and the orthodox of this martial world!

But now, this belief has been shaken!

How could the spokesperson of the god be beaten so miserably!

It turns out that the Pope is just such a dead old man?

Rapidly, the light of faith covering the pope became dimmer.

"Oh no!" Yan Ruxue bit his thin lips tightly.

She knew best how powerful the Pope was at this moment, and it could be said that it was the most powerful time in her life!

He is full of faith and has absorbed some of the ban power of the Holy See. Such a pope should be able to crush everything!

But how long it took to be defeated by Ye Feng, and his body could not even bear the infusion of stronger power of faith!

"Pope...this is the beginning!"

The murderous intent in Ye Feng's pupils became stronger again, and he did not give the pope any time to rest. He took advantage of the victory to pursue and kept punching out with one punch.

Under this punch, the Pope retreated one after another, and the holy light on his body was constantly shattered, and there was almost no power to fight back.

puff!

In a moment, the pope's chest and abdomen were punched by Ye Feng, and he flew out, hitting the wall board hard, his body became even more hunched, his face was extremely pale, like an old man who had reached his limit.

"Curse kill!"

It was at this moment that the Pope bit his lips, and the holy light on his body became extremely dark, and a spell seal was condensed and shot on Ye Feng.

"Be careful!" Xia Wanyu's face changed and she roared.

According to what she knows, as a pope, there are two major forbidden techniques, one of which is curse and kill!

This magical power is extremely strange and terrifying, and it is hard to defend against. So far, many powerful people in the imperial realm have died under curse.

moment,

Ye Feng's steps stopped, as if he had been possessed by evil spirits, and he could no longer move his steps, and curse seals appeared on his body.

These curse seals began to devour Ye Feng's vitality like insects, and wanted to completely annihilate Ye Feng.

"Use our faith in the Holy See, and with the will of the Pope, suppress heresy!" The pope trembled even more violently, and drops of blood poured out of his body, sank into the complex curse seal, forming a killing blow!

Gradually,

The dark color of the curse seal covers Ye Feng's entire body. Ye Feng is shrouded under the curse seal and may be completely swallowed at any time.

"It's over... Ye Feng might die!"

"The Holy See's forbidden art of cursing is extremely terrible. Once you get the curse, the gods will be knocked out of dust!"

"From the beginning, the Pope was planning this attack. Everything before was preparing for this curse and killing technique! Ye Feng was still careless, allowing the Pope to find the best opportunity to perform the curse and killing technique!"

"This curse and killing technique should be the Pope's strongest magical power so far, and the Pope has to pay at least half of his life for this!"

"If Ye Feng can be killed, it will be worth it!"

"I want to kill me just by the art of cursing and killing? Pope, are you too naive!"

boom!

At this moment, the blood-colored light that filled Ye Feng's body became more and more fierce, like a scorching sun!

"How is this... possible!"

Looking at the bloody light on Ye Feng's body, the Pope's vicissitudes of eyes protruded like a dead fish, and the inside was filled with fear.

This light comes from Ye Feng’s own bloodline power!

But what kind of blood power can we not be afraid of all the curse and killing techniques he has put into use? It can be eliminated!

Immediately,

The pope gritted his teeth and raised the scepter in his hand, fully releasing the power of the scepter and himself, blessing his curse and killing power!

He knew that once the power of curse was broken, unless he used his life to open the ban power of the Holy See, it would be impossible to stop Ye Feng.

Rapidly, the power of the curse seal once again shone brightly, fighting against the blood power of Ye Feng's bursting, and trying to annihilate Ye Feng.

It's a pity,

Such a curse and killing power would not pose any threat to Ye Feng's bloodline.

Ye Feng showed a grim smile, and the blood in his body burned like a fiery fire, and his whole body was wrapped in flames in an instant, like a god of fire.

Ye Feng, carrying his hands on his back, looked down at the trembling Pope and sneered: "Pope, is your curse and killing power only so good? If so, then your fate in the Holy See has ended!"

"you……"

Seeing Ye Feng release a stronger breath, the Pope squirted out a mouthful of blood and his old body took a few steps back.

Now Ye Feng's terror has surpassed the supreme guardians of that time!

Unlike the Supreme Guard, Ye Feng will never let the Holy See!

boom!

With a sound, the curse seal on Ye Feng's body completely disappeared.

The next moment, Ye Feng's Phantom's footwork moved and came to the Pope as fast as possible, and punched him continuously.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Faced with Ye Feng's violent bombing, the Pope had no resistance and was knocked out again and again.

Soon, the pope's entire face was beyond recognition, his nose was crooked, his face was swollen, and his body was shaking. He could only stand with the scepter in his hand.

Ye Feng raised his hand and condensed a huge long sword in the air, slashing down at the Pope.

laugh!

The sword energy is rolling, like the water of the Yangtze River!

The Pope, who was in desperate situation, could only barely lift the scepter and release the only remaining power of faith in the scepter.

Click!
Chapter completed!