As the commander of the regiment, Philip led the charge, and the knight's sword in his hand slashed through the sky, emitting a piercing and high-pitched roar.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The hundreds of Templars behind him also urged the light to fight, and the divine dazzling light illuminated the entire Papal Palace, and the vast and majestic power leaked out, which could literally make the air boil.

Such a magnificent battle is really amazing, and if ordinary people see it, they will immediately be frightened and weak.

And Ye Fan was still standing in place, with his hands behind his back, his eyes scanned the audience, and said lightly:

"I have stepped into the realm of Jindan, in the heavens and on the earth, I am the only one, even the real gods can't suppress me, let alone you?"

"Get down on my knees!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan's body suddenly erupted with a domineering and unrivaled momentum, like a god who walked out of the epic and descended on the mortal dust, and he could make the common people surrender with a gesture.

"Boom!"

An invisible force, with Ye Fan as the center, spread in all directions.

In the next moment, all the members of the Templar Order, including Captain Philip, seemed to have been drained of all their strength, and the golden fighting spirit was instantly extinguished.

They only felt an unprecedented flood of force pressing down on their bodies, and every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone was in pain.

"Plop, plop, plop, plop......"

The sound of kneeling on the ground sounded one after another, and it was endless.

In a few breaths, the proud Templars fell to their knees, their knees as if they had been welded to the ground, unable to move no matter how hard they struggled.

Even Philip is no exception!

You know, Philip is the head of the Knights Templar, with great strength and extraordinary status, and even if he meets the Pope, he only needs to bow.

The only thing in this world that can make him bow down is the Supreme Father!

But now, with his strength, he can't resist Ye Fan's divine might, so he can only be reduced to a humble ant and worship him.

For a while, there was only Ye Fan standing in the Pope's Palace!

......

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on?"

"Even His Majesty's Great Prophecy Technique, if you want to launch it, you have to make a lot of preparations in advance, and this kid made us all kneel down as soon as he opened his mouth!"

"I'm afraid that only the omnipotent Father can do it, right?"

The audience was amazed, and the hearts of all the Templars were in an uproar.

Shock!

Shocking like never before!

It's hard to put into words how they feel at the moment.

Looking at it from afar, Ye Fan stood in front of him, although his appearance had not changed, but the aura on his body had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before, as if he had become a supreme god.

The sense of oppression that Ye Fan brought to them was even stronger than facing the icon of Christ, which made them tremble in the depths of their souls, and they instinctively wanted to bow and worship.

It is truly amazing that a mortal body has the majesty of a god.

If those believers outside saw countless Templars bowing down to an Oriental boy, I am afraid that the faith of those believers would collapse.

At this moment, Captain Philip was no longer arrogant and arrogant, his face was full of panic, and his vest was soaked with cold sweat.

For he found that he and his companions were like lambs to the slaughter, powerless but to be slaughtered.

"Boom!"

At this moment, from the depths of the Pope's Palace, a divine and vast aura suddenly erupted, as if the source of light, the power of boiling light was wider than the sky and more vast than the ocean.

Immediately afterward, a voice seemed to descend from heaven:

"God said, Let there be light, and there was light!"

As soon as the words fell, a pure white light spread, endlessly, endlessly.

Bathed in white light, many Templars seemed to have taken a dose of great tonic, swept away their decadence, and their spirits were full of energy, and they broke free from Ye Fan's shackles and got up from the ground.

However, they did not continue to attack Ye Fan, but retreated more than a dozen steps, as if facing a great enemy, they were extremely afraid.

......

"Kick, kick, kick!"

A sound of footsteps came from inside the Papal Palace, and the group paced out.

At the head is an old man in a white robe, wearing a white gold crown and holding a golden scepter, which is inlaid with a huge gem, as if all the glory in heaven and earth is blessed in it.

Behind him, there were also eight cardinal archbishops, holding holy scriptures in their hands, their expressions solemn, invisibly revealing an extremely powerful aura.

Seeing the appearance of this group of people, Captain Philip and the other Templars got down on one knee and said in unison:

"Attend His Majesty the Pope!"

There is no doubt that the white-robed old man is the master of the Holy See, the spiritual leader of more than two billion followers, and one of the most powerful figures in the world.

"Sting!"

Ye Fan's eyes were like electricity, and he looked straight at him.

The Pope's face was covered with dense wrinkles, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and no one knew his real age, but he must have been more than a hundred years old.

Despite his advanced age, there was a surging aura of light in his body, which was almost overflowing, and it was outrageously powerful.

Prior to this, Ye Fan had also met religious leaders, such as the chief priest of the Shinto Sect of the Wa Kingdom.

However, there are only a few million Shinto believers in the Wa Kingdom, while there are two billion followers in the Holy See, and the power of faith that can be obtained by both sides is hundreds of times different.

Therefore, although the high priest was the king and hegemon in the kingdom of the Japanese, he did not even have the share of carrying shoes for the pope.

While Ye Fan looked at the Pope, the Pope also stared at Ye Fan.

Suddenly, the Pope spoke: "Why is the young man from the East rampage in the Papal Palace, don't you know the etiquette?"

The Pope's voice, though quiet, contained an irresistible majesty.

However, Ye Fan was unmoved, held his head high, and said proudly: "I have already made my intention clear before, but these Templars will fight if they don't agree with each other, I can't sit still and wait for death, right?" Of course, I didn't really make a move, otherwise, they would have turned into corpses a long time ago, and none of them would have survived!"

At these words, the Templars' faces flushed, as if they had been humiliated, but they were speechless.

Because they had to admit that Ye Fan's strength was too strong, and he could even be described as "incredible", making them unable to move with just one sentence.

If Ye Fan wanted to kill them, it would be easy.

At this time, Ye Fan spoke again: "Pope, for some reason, I want to borrow the Holy Grail! These spiritual weapons can all be exchanged, if you have other requirements, just mention it!"

The Pope glanced at the spiritual weapons, raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise appeared on his face for the first time.

Although he didn't know Huaxia's spirit weapon, he could also feel the existence of the spirit from it.

The magic weapon that gives birth to the machine spirit, no matter where it is, is a rare treasure that cannot be measured by money.

If you can get these spiritual weapons, then the strength of the Holy See will definitely be able to reach a higher level, and it can even march to Europe in a big way and destroy the old enemy Dark Council.

At that time, the whole world will praise his exploits.

......

"It's not impossible to lend you the Holy Grail! but—"

The Pope's words changed sharply, and he dragged out his tone, and continued: "After obtaining the Holy Grail, you must stay in the Papal Palace for eternity, and you must not leave half a step!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan pondered for a moment, his eyes half-glazed, and sneered: "Hmph! I sincerely want to exchange the Holy Grail, but you are wishful thinking and play word games with me? Let me stay in the Papal Palace forever, wouldn't this imprison me?"

"Imprisoned? That's not it!" the Pope shook his head and said, "Our Holy See is by no means an unreasonable place! If you retreat immediately, I won't care about the offense just now, but these spiritual artifacts must be left as an apology!"

The pope's voice revealed extreme domineering, not giving people any chance to refuse.

"Hahaha......"

When Ye Fan heard this, he laughed angrily: "I really didn't expect that the Pope of the Holy See and the spiritual leader of hundreds of millions of believers turned out to be a greedy person who forgets his righteousness! I originally wanted to borrow the Holy Grail, and I still have a little guilt in my heart, but since you tear your face first, I won't be polite to you!"

"Come on, have a good fight!"