Before he could clearly distinguish the identity of the target, he shot a fatal arrow, and the shameless behavior of this golden knight made Ye Fan furious, and a killing intent immediately flashed in his eyes!

The golden arrow was only a fist away from Qin Qiaoqing's heart, and suddenly it stopped hanging in the air, and it couldn't score half an inch anymore!

Looking down at the golden arrow that almost cost him his life, Qin Qiaoqing's eyes widened in horror.

The golden arrow landed with a clang, and a cold snort sounded in the main hall of the church at the same time, and the melodious echo magnified it dozens of times, and in an instant, it overpowered the rolling chant on the square!

Many people look back to find the source of the sound, only to see a shocking scene!

In the center of the main hall, an oriental man in a white shirt walked towards the group of Golden Knights of the Temple with his hands behind his back, and with each step he took, the marble tiles that had existed for centuries under his feet crumbled and lifted up, turning into dust!

When he walked more than ten steps, a cloud of dust and gravel had hung in the air behind him, standing still in mid-air, but it did not spread and did not fall.

Such a sight is nothing short of a miracle!

The Templar elite led by the Golden Knight suddenly looked terrified and panicked, spears and swords in hand, and looked at each other, retreating.

Some of the tourists who fled to the door of the church looked back at the sound and even opened their mouths and covered their mouths.

"Destroy this heresy! he's destroying the Holy Court!" the Golden Knight's eyes under his mask radiated madness and hatred, and he mounted his arrow in an attempt to shoot another arrow.

Whoosh –

When this arrow came, Ye Fan was still walking forward, completely ignoring its fatal attack.

But when the golden arrow approached a kilometer away from his body, it shattered inch by inch like rotten wood, turned into metal ashes, and disappeared from the horrified vision of the Holy See.

The chants in St. Peter's Square stopped, and inside the magnificent church, only the sound of footsteps was heard, trampling on the marble floor, bringing endless shattering!

As long as he doesn't stop, the road will be broken until the end.

"Stop him! Stop him!" a cardinal archbishop yelled in exasperation as he waved his scepter.

The Templars were terrified, but under the Lord's watchful eye, they could not flinch!

Even if there is Satan the Devil in front of them, they must rush forward and block the Devil's iron hooves with their flesh and blood.

"Everyone, get ready to throw spears!" the Golden Knight dropped his bow and arrows, drew the cross sword at his waist, and held it high close to the tip of his nose.

This is derived from the combat command of the Crusaders in the Middle Ages, in the face of a strong enemy, everyone throws spears and swords with all their might, and the huge penetrating force can shoot through the war horses and camels together!

More than twenty swords and spears all rushed towards Ye Fan alone, and the whistling sound was like a strong wind, sweeping the momentum in the center of the church!

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, raised his right hand, and exhaled-

These more than 20 cross swords and spears actually hung in the air collectively and stopped, no longer advancing a centimeter!

"God, is he a god or a devil?" muttered exclamations from the tourists hiding in front of St. Peter's Church, constantly crossing and muttering exclamations.

"It's terrible, is he a heretic, he doesn't look like a Jew......"

This person, with a terrifying ability beyond the imagination of normal people, shines with such brilliance that even the saint statues in St. Peter's Basilica seem dull.

Does he represent good or evil?

The Guardians of the Templars behind the bronze canopy, now unarmed, were dumbfounded, and they threw their spears and cross-swords, and now they were only left with their bare hands.

"Go and repent before God!" Ye Fan's five fingers suddenly retracted, turning his palm into a fist, and the more than 20 sharp weapons in front of him suddenly turned around!

The Templars were shocked, but they could no longer change their fate in the face of the storm, and the rain of guns and swords roared and pounced, stronger than before, and could not be resisted!

Seeing that this wave of attacks was about to kill the Templars en masse in St. Peter's Basilica, a majestic blessing came from the depths of the church, piercing through the space and shocking people's hearts!

The voice was like an oracle from heaven, with an undesecrated holy light in the dark, which made even mortal believers in fragile moods feel the urge to bow and worship.

The spears and swords that rushed towards the paladins vibrated violently in this gospel, stagnate in the air, and tremble collectively!

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed, he shook his arms in the air, and rushed forward with a punch!

As if to foresee that he would do this, a continuous chant was immediately heard from the depths of the church, like a magnificent stereo sound that surrounded the entire church space, and the Christians who stood at the door of the church and watched fell to their knees on the floor one after another, and crossed their chests.

Bang Bang -

The long sword and spear exploded indiscriminately, and could no longer withstand the forcible twisting and destruction of the two forces, and broke away from the flight path.

The Templars breathed a sigh of relief, their faces blank, their clothes drenched in cold sweat under their armor.

Ye Fan stopped, and the more than ten meters long suspended gravel and dust particles behind him swooped, and all of them fell to the ground, causing a cloud of dust.

"Vatican City has suspended the reception of visitors from all over the world, and the church is now closed! The cardinal perked up and waved his staff to give the order.

The people hiding in front of the church quickly pulled each other to get up and hurriedly left.

The two heavy doors slowly closed, only a few Jewish believers and Ye Fan were left inside the empty church, a palm door to the Pope's throne opened from the inside, and the old man in a golden robe held a cross scepter, escorted by six cardinals, slowly walked out.

"This is the Pope?" Luo Xiaogang widened his eyes, quickly raised his mobile phone, and took several photos in a row.

It is not easy for ordinary people to meet the Pope, and this opportunity cannot be missed.

The old man with a crown and a papal robe looked very old, estimated to be at least seventy years old, but his wise eyes were so bright that he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts at a glance.

He is the current Pope, Gregory XVII, the supreme power holder of Christianity.

The Pope's gaze fell on all parts of the hall, always calm.

Neither the two infidels who had been killed by the Templars nor Ye Fan, a visitor from the East, could make him feel any mood swings.

This old pope, who has been in power for forty years, seems to have seen through the red dust and has no waves.

"Clement, take these heretics into custody!" the cardinal commanded the Templars.

"Wait a minute. But the Pope stopped the group of people at this time, stretched out his right hand, and made an inviting gesture to Ye Fan: "Your Excellency, the Vatican has been negligent, please forgive them for their misunderstanding, these children's original intentions are not at fault." ”

As soon as these words came out, many Templars showed strange looks, and the Pope was showing weakness to this person?

When the head of any country sees the Pope, he has to bow and even bow down, how can he show weakness to a young man?

Ye Fan stared at the Pope for a moment, and suddenly grinned: "Okay, for your sake, I can forgive this group of ignorant children, old man, if it's okay, I'll leave first." ”

"Your Excellency, please stay. The Pope stepped down the stairs, "The Vatican has a problem for you to point out with. ”

"I?I'm instructing you?hahahaha......" Ye Fan laughed with his hands behind his back, "Old man, did you take the wrong medicine? Do you and I have a common language?"

His arrogant behavior aroused the anger of the cardinals in the rear, and they dared to insult the Pope to their faces, and that's it!

"Presumptuous!"

"How dare you be so rude to the Pope!"

A group of bishops were furious and blamed Ye Fan, but immediately their eyes widened and choked.

A golden light hole shot out, piercing through the huge pillar of the main hall, and with a bang, it pierced through this white marble pillar dozens of meters high!

The entire St. Peter's Basilica seemed to shake, and a terrifying hole was left in the giant pillar of Optimus, which was directly pierced through.

There was no sound, only the spilled rubble, as if mocking the inadequacy of the group just now.

Ye Fan withdrew the flying sword, smiled and turned around, if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

The Pope looked at the giant pillar and sighed inwardly.

"Let's go......" There is no special reason, Ye Fan doesn't want to deal with these magic sticks, on the one hand, he doesn't have a good impression of them, on the other hand, after all, he stole the shroud from the Holy See, and this matter can't be publicized.

The cardinal archbishop walked up to the Pope and lowered his voice: "Pope, just let them go?"

"Otherwise, what else can be done?" Gregory shook his head and waved his hand to clear the place, he was already hopeless.

Ye Fan and the four of them walked to the door of the cathedral, and the two gatekeepers opened a gap, and at this moment, several figures rushed out of the rear passage!

"Ye, is it you?" Hearing this slightly trembling call, Ye Fan stopped again.

Turning around, he saw a familiar figure in a black robe and a white shawl!

"Joan of Arc?"