"Dongfang, as long as you leave now, I will do nothing to do it, and I will not embarrass you, otherwise not only you, but even your companions will definitely have only one way to die, and they will sink into the boundless hell." The roar of fighting rang out in the distance, and the intensity of the battle made Wilson lose the idea of continuing the stalemate.

This time, he did it without telling the Holy See, and now he is in New York, and the fight here will soon attract the attention of the Holy See, he does not have the ability to cover the sky with one hand in the Holy See, once the matter leaks, then all his plans over the years will be in vain.

"If you want me to leave, it depends on whether you have the ability." Zhuo Yun sneered, and the heavy rain fell from the sky, completely enveloping the surrounding area within a hundred meters, and the heavy raindrops were like bricks falling from the sky, so that Wilson had to hold up a barrier of holy light.

Since his strength was restored, this was his first battle, especially the transformation of his ability, which made him eager to identify his current strength, how strong it is, and there is no doubt that Wilson in front of him is a good litmus test.

Glancing up at the pouring rain, Wilson's face was a little ugly, and so far he hadn't figured out what Zhuo Yun's ability was.

"Well, since you are looking for death, then the archbishop will fulfill you." Wilson sneered, since he couldn't see Zhuo Yun's ability clearly, then he knew through the battle, no matter what Zhuo Yun's ability was, he was confident that it would be enough to deal with it.

As he spoke, Wilson reached out and removed the cross from his neck, and as the light surged, the cross swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Kung Fu in the blink of an eye. The cross turned into a cross sword. The sword exuded a sacred and fierce sword aura.

"Old man, I don't know how many years I haven't used you, I'm going to use you to exterminate the heretics in front of me today." Wilson stroked the cross sword, a chill burst out of his eyes, and he rushed towards Zhuo Yun with the cross sword in his hand.

"Good time!" Zhuo Yun sneered fearlessly, and the village rain demon knife appeared in his hand when he stretched out his hand, and the water vapor of Sen Ran condensed, swallowing the sword qi of Sen Han.

"Bump!!" The cross sword collided with the village rain demon sword. A huge force erupted from the point of collision, pushing the two men in opposite directions.

"Haha, come again!" Feeling the power of the collision, Zhuo Yun had a strong fighting spirit in his heart, with the blessing of the black tattoo, which made his ** defense and strength have a qualitative change, and this kind of powerful battle made him excited.

Shuttling through the rain, Zhuo Yun is like a swimming fish in the water, with a free light, and the speed is faster than usual.

And compare it to it. Wilson, who had to deal with the brick-like rain, seemed sluggish and clumsy. His body was greatly limited under the rainstorm.

"Boom, boom!" The sword shadows in the sky collided again and again, and with the collision again and again, the attacks of the two sides became more and more powerful, and the surface of the village rain demon knife in Zhuo Yun's hand had been covered with a thick layer of cold ice, turning into a huge ice giant sword, and the cross sword in Wilson's hand had been enlarged five or six times more than before, and the rich holy light and the cold air of the forest were intertwined and collided.

"Boom!" Another impact, Wilson's figure flew upside down more than ten meters away, his face was slightly pale and he gasped for a few breaths, looking at Zhuo Yun's eyes were full of consternation, his eyes were full of black tattoos, and he was like a demon with an ice giant sword in his hand.

Wilson's arm holding the cross sword trembled slightly, the few battles just now made him really see what great power is, he could feel that Zhuo Yun was only exerting ** power, but the powerful impact of power made him a little difficult to resist.

"It's just a monster, no, it's hard for me to defeat him in hand-to-hand combat, I can only use the power of the Bible." Thinking in his mind, Wilson stuck his crosssword into the ground and took out the Holy Bible.

When Wilson took out the Holy Bible, Zhuo Yun also immediately felt the power of the Holy Bible, at this moment, a radius of 100 meters was within the scope of his domain, even if Wilson kept the rain out, he could observe it clearly.

However, the appearance of the Holy Bible now immediately made his grasp of Wilson disappear, and he was completely unable to sense Wilson's existence through the 100-meter realm.

Not only that, but he also felt a powerful force from the Holy Bible, which made him feel a strong sense of crisis, enough to threaten his life.

"Buzz!" As if sensing danger, the black tattoo on Zhuo Yun's body began to shine with black light.

"Oriental boy, today I will show you the power of the Holy Bible." Wilson's whole body was bathed in holy light, looking at Zhuo Yun like a god, and the sacred Bible in front of him automatically opened, and a surging divine power rose from it.

"Alilujah, Aliluja!" The sacred Sanskrit sound sounded, and the Sanskrit sound was full of peace and sacredness, which was transmitted to Zhuo Yun's ears to make him feel that he was a sinner, and only self-judgment could wash away his sins.

The black light on the black tattoo was flourishing, and a vicissitudes of life emanated from the black text, blocking the sacredness and peace of this Sanskrit sound, and Zhuo Yun suddenly sobered up.

"It's amazing, at least several times stronger than Wilson's old guy, and I almost got lost in it." Staring at the sacred Bible suspended in front of Wilson, Zhuo Yun was one hundred and twenty points cautious, and his mind moved slightly, connecting with the black clouds in the sky, ready to attack at any time.

"The Lord says, Light will drive away darkness, angels will come to earth, and all heresy and evil will be purified!" Archbishop Wilson prayed loudly, and the divine light emanating from the Holy Bible became stronger and stronger, gradually condensing the image of an angel in the air.

"No, is there really an angel?" Looking at the angel who exuded a terrifying aura in mid-air, Zhuo Yun's heart was shocked.

Different from the angelic phantom condensed by Archdeacon Churchill in the Inquisition, the angel summoned by Archbishop Wilson with the help of the Holy Bible is like substance, exuding a holy breath that makes people get goosebumps, and Zhuo Yun even feels a breath of life from his body.

The angel suspended in mid-air slowly opened his eyes, and a feeling of being completely seen through surged into Zhuo Yun's heart, and the hair all over his body stood up in an instant, he couldn't see the slightest emotion from the angel's eyes, the cold chill penetrated the bones, and ordinary people would definitely be scared to pee their pants when they saw it. (To be continued......)