Boom!"

Suddenly, the Angel of Wisdom shone brightly, and the holy light condensed into substance was like an ocean, endless, endless, spreading in all directions, not only filling the Papal Palace, but also enveloping the entire city.

Between heaven and earth, there is a light.

All the forces of darkness and evil are hidden under the Light.

Bathed in light, the Pope, the Cardinals, and the Templars felt a sense of hope and a desire for light from within.

Zealous believers like them who can see such creatures as angels in their lifetime have no regrets even if they die immediately.

At the same time, the people and tourists outside the Papal Palace were also aware of this strangeness, although they did not know what was happening, the light contained in the holy light infected everyone present.

Even tourists without faith are transformed into believers of the Holy See at this moment, and their hearts are baptized like never before.

The Pope's old face was full of excitement and intoxication, and he said excitedly: "This power from heaven is too powerful, too pure, like the first dawn that tears through the darkness, making everyone yearn for the light!"

"Whoosh!"

At this time, the wise angel brandished the sword of flame and rushed towards Ye Fan, although the momentum was not as devastating as when the Pope cast the forbidden spell before, but the power of this blow was extremely condensed, without the slightest leakage, and the toughest things in the world seemed to be vulnerable.

No one in the mortal world can escape this righteous judgment from heaven!

Looking at this indestructible flame sword, Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly stretched out his right hand with five fingers into claws, and grabbed towards the blade.

"Oh my God! what is he going to do?!"

Seeing this scene, all the members of the Holy See were dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and stunned, thinking that they had hallucinated.

They couldn't have imagined that Ye Fan would be so big and dare to shake the Flame Sword of the Angel of Wisdom with his bare hands.

I have seen him die, but I have never seen him die like this!

However, in the next moment, an incredible picture appeared in everyone's sight-

The blade of the Flame Sword was actually grabbed by Ye Fan in his hand, and he couldn't move, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Ye Fan's right hand, which is as white as jade, seems to control the most terrifying power in the world, which is enough to control the country, calm the world, and rule the world.

For him, taking this sword is nothing more than an easy thing to do, and it is effortless.

......

"Tsk...... I really didn't expect that a mere mortal would have such extraordinary power! However, after all, it is a lowly species, how can it be compared to me?"

The tone of the wise angel was full of arrogance, and the appearance of being high above was extremely infuriating.

"Humph!"

Ye Fan sneered and said proudly: "Birdman, I'll wait for me to pluck out your bird feathers and tear off your wings, and see if you can laugh!"

"Humble creature, do you think this flaming sword is just a little sharper?"

The wise angel's eyes, which were as deep as the sea, bloomed with a cold murderous intent, and he spoke again:

"Saint Blazing!"

As soon as the words fell, from the flame sword, a pure golden holy flame erupted, which was different from the innate five fires, this was a kind of flame from heaven, which contained an extremely pure divine aura, and seemed to be able to purify all the evil in the world.

As soon as the pure gold holy flame came out, it instantly devoured Ye Fan's body, the temperature of that * exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, the surrounding air was burned up, and the stone bricks on the ground also melted one after another, emitting a pungent smell.

Many members of the Holy See in the arena felt as if they were in a crater, sweating profusely, and their exposed skin felt like they were burning.

In their opinion, no matter how strong Ye Fan was, it would be impossible for him to get out under such a terrifying holy flame, and he would be burned to ashes in an instant, and his bones would be gone.

"Hehe......" Zhi Angel let out a disdainful smile, shook his head and said: "No matter how powerful a cockroach is, it is just a cockroach after all, and it can be easily pinched to death with any hands, it is too unchallenging!"

As he spoke, the Angel of Wisdom prepared to draw back the Flaming Sword and leave.

But the next moment, he was surprised to find that the Flame Sword was still tightly imprisoned by something, and he couldn't pull it at all.

At this moment, a faint word came from the holy flame:

"This little flame can't even tickle me, Birdman, is that what you can do?"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan's tall body appeared from the holy flame.

"Whew!Whew!"

The eyes of everyone in the audience were all focused on him.

I saw that Ye Fan was unharmed, and even his clothes were not burned, although the raging holy flame enveloped him, but the two seemed to be separated by a barrier, no matter how turbulent the holy flame was, they could not break through that barrier.

Bathed in the golden flames, Ye Fan was like a god, and his breath overshadowed the wise angel, making him a foil, dim.

......

"How is that possible?!"

At this moment, a look of surprise involuntarily appeared on the perfect face of the wise angel, and his eyes widened.

He couldn't have imagined that the Heavenly Overlord Body awakened by Ye Fan, not to mention on the earth, was the strongest and most domineering physique even in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, cultivating to the Dacheng realm, fighting the dragon with bare hands, and shaking Kunpeng was enough to compete with the Immortal Emperor.

In addition, Ye Fan is now a Jindan monk, and he has undergone a reborn change, and his body is outrageously strong.

The next moment, Ye Fan looked directly at the astonished Zhi Angel, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a mysterious smile, and said lightly: "Come and don't be rude......! I'll punch you back!"

As he spoke, Ye Fan's right fist still grabbed the Flame Sword, but his left fist was slightly raised, and it smashed towards the face of the wise angel without any fancy fancy.

This punch didn't seem to be fast, but it completely locked the qi of the wise angel, so he could only watch Ye Fan's iron fist grow bigger and bigger in his sight.

"Bang!"

The sound of flesh colliding exploded like thunder.

Ye Fan's left arm also opened up the nine major acupoints, and when he punched, the nine orifices were fully opened, blooming with god-like power, even the wise angel from the Garden of Eden could not resist.

"Whoosh!"

The body of the wise angel was instantly blasted into the sky.

Fifty meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters......

After flying to a height of more than three hundred meters, the wise angel recovered from his dizziness, and immediately spread the four snow-white wings behind him, barely controlling his body to hover in midair.

Looking from afar, I saw that his right cheek was sunken, and an obvious fist mark appeared, and his original perfect appearance was flawed, like a hand-me-down painting, which was scribbled a few times, and it looked particularly incongruous.

He wanted to repair the depression on the right side of his face, but there was still Ye Fan's domineering internal strength in it, destroying his face all the time.

"Son, I am a creature created by the Supreme Father, perfect......! How dare you hurt my countenance, and your sin is unforgivable!!"

The wise angel trembled with anger, and endless anger occupied his heart.

In his eyes, Ye Fan was even more hateful than the demon king Satan and the fallen angel Lucifer.

However, Ye Fan completely ignored his threat and stood proudly, his voice as cold as the ice wind of Siberia: "I am not a believer in the Holy See, the gods you believe in are just powerful monks in my eyes!

Send you to God?!

Hearing this, the wise angel was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, he realized that Ye Fan was threatening to kill himself.

"Arrogant boy, I declare in the name of God the Father that you will pay the most terrible price for what you have just done!

"Sanctify!"

As soon as the words fell, the four snow-white wings behind the wise angel rose in the wind, instantly turning into hundreds of zhang in size, covering the entire Papal Palace, and everything on the ground was shrouded in the shadow of the wings.

And every feather became sharp, like a sharp blade from heaven, capable of destroying all enemies and inflicting supreme judgment on heresy, and all the dark forces were insignificant compared to it.