Seeing these three overlapping sword shadows stabbing at him, Clint's face became extremely hideous, and his mouth kept letting out a low roar!

"Shattered!"

Clint roared and threw his fist down.

Click~

Just hear the sound of glass being smashed!

The three sword shadows were actually broken apart by Clint's punch, but the three sword shadows also left three blood marks on the back of Clint's hand, and the blood was constantly spilling out!

Cole's eyes shrank, he knew that Clint was strong, but he didn't expect that Clint's strength was getting stronger and stronger!

"Slash!"

Cole shouted again, and swung his cross sword again!

Roar roar roar ~

Clint let out a low roar from his mouth, and seeing Cole's punch coming, Clint's arm was indeed reluctantly raised!

The flesh and body strength of the blood clan was already extremely strong, and Clint's arm slammed into Cole's wrist, resisting the trend of his cross sword falling, and the terrifying force almost broke Cole's wrist!

Then, Clint took a step forward, opened his bloody mouth, and the two sharp fangs quickly tore at Cole's throat!

Cole had been preparing for this, tilting his head and dodging Clint's razor-sharp fangs.

"Roar", Clint let out another low roar, reached out and grabbed Cole's collar, and as if he was carrying a chick, he picked it up and smashed it to the ground!

"Bang!"

Cole's body slammed into the ground, shattering the ground to pieces!

In the next second, Clint's steely iron fist slammed down again, smashing towards the top of Cole's head, as if he wanted to smash Cole's head with one blow!

Cole's face was shocked, and his head flashed quickly, but unfortunately Clint's punch speed was too fast, although Cole dodged the vital point, but he was not spared!

I saw Clint's fist slam on the ground, and actually smashed the ground out of a deep pit, and when the fist fell, it rubbed Cole's ear, and the terrifying fist force shattered his ordinary ear, and blood splattered everywhere!

"Hiss~"

Cole gasped, his face tugging together!

"Die!"

Cole let out a loud shout, grabbed the cross sword in both hands, and raised it high, the sharp tip of the sword piercing the air and stabbing Clint in the throat!

"Look for death!"

Clint shouted angrily, slapped his palm on the crosssword, and the huge force slammed the crosssword out and stuck it on the wall next to it.

The huge shaking force shook Cole's palm into a long blood mark!

"Roar!"

Clint roared and punched, and another punch came down quickly!

Cole couldn't dodge, this punch hit him mercilessly in the chest, and the terrifying force made Cole's entire chest collapse, his ribs were all broken, and he was spitting blood!

Although Cole swallowed the divine liquid, after all, it was with the help of external forces, and compared to Clint's terrifying strength, it was still too far behind!

"Die!"

Cole gritted his blood-stained teeth, let out a roar, and threw his fist at Clint!

However, the battered Cole is difficult to compare with Clint in terms of strength and speed!

When Clint punched Cole's arm, he saw his palm fall weakly, shattering the bones of his entire arm!

"Cole, go see your great God!"

Clint roared wildly and punched down again!

"Boom!"

The sound was like thunder!

When Clint's fist slammed into Cole's chest again, it was a merciless hole, and blood splattered out like a fountain!

Quiet!

At this moment, the entire room fell into a deathly silence, and only blood splattered inside Cole's body, making a "squeak" sound!

Cole's body twitched, and then there was no movement!

The head of the Holy Knights, who has guarded the Holy See for decades, died in battle today!

"Father!"

Munster roared, his eyes blood-red!

From childhood to adulthood, although Cole was very strict with Manster, everyone knew very well that it was all for him, and this was his fate, how could the son of the head of the Holy Knights be a coward?

Moreover, his current achievements are all due to the gift of his father, if it were not for his father's teaching, how could he become the deputy head of the Holy Knights!

Suddenly, the pictures of Cole loving himself and teaching himself harshly kept skimming through Munster's mind!

He bit his lip so hard that he bit his lip and bled out blood!

Munster tried all his strength to stand up and avenge his father, but unfortunately he was weak, and as soon as he got up halfway, he fell to the ground weakly!

When Lin Fan saw the scene in front of him, he was also stunned for a long time, but he didn't expect that Cole, who was still talking to him just now, was now dead!

It's really impermanent!

"Dear God, your people have given their lives to protect your majesty, please open the gates of light and take down his great soul!"

At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice slowly came from outside the door!

Lin Fan looked up and saw that not far from the door, Pope Kidd in a golden gauze robe was standing at the door, his left hand on his right chest, his eyes closed, looking up at the void, muttering in his mouth, as if he was praying!

And in his other hand, he holds a gold-colored cane!

This crutch looks very luxurious as if it was made of gold, and at one end of the crutch, there are also seven gemstones, which are divided into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple!

"Pharaoh's cane!" Clint was shocked when he saw the golden cane in Pope Kidd's hand!

"What? Pharaoh's crutch?"

When Lin Fan heard this, he was also taken aback!

There are many legends about the pharaoh's crutches, some say he fell from the sky, some say he is a product of the alien sky, it is said that the pharaoh's crutches hide a terrifying power, in short, it is said that it is extremely magical!

However, after the destruction of the Egyptian Empire, the pharaoh's crutch disappeared and has not been seen since.

Lin Fan didn't expect that the pharaoh's crutch was actually in the Holy See!

After a long time, after Pope Kidd prayed, he looked down at Clint, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, and in his eyes, there was a faint layer of gold, which was amazing!

"Old Kidd, we're finally meeting again!" Clint smirked, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Ah, the last time we met, it was a hundred years ago! Old friends should have caught up with each other, but unfortunately, you Clint offended the majesty of God and killed the great head of my Holy See, and you don't take my Holy See seriously, if I don't kill you, I'm afraid God will blame me, so, today, Clint, please give your life!"

Pope Kidd said in a slow tone, looking like a sick eighty-year-old man talking, weak and weak.

If he dragged off his papal gown, without the cane of the Pharaoh, he would have been considered a beggar! )

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