readx; Chapter 180: Killing the Pope

In mid-air, the Pope looked at the golden light shooting towards him with a look of despair, but Ling Feng always felt that something was wrong, and now the Pope's strength should not be like this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"God King, be careful......" Ling Feng still shouted late, and another pope appeared there at the head of the God King.

"What." The God King exclaimed, how could this be that the Pope in the distance was obviously a living Pope in terms of breath and body shape, but how could the Pope on the head explain it now. The God-King thought as he flashed to the side. At this moment, the other Pope was pierced by the golden trident and disappeared into midair.

"Light Feather Technique...... A large piece of milky white feathers covered the God King, no, not only the God King, but even the Huaxia Coalition Army on the ground did not let go.

"Rub, it's really insidious......" "Flash ......"

Because of the suddenness of the incident, and the rest of these people are basically injured, many of them have been hit, but fortunately, these people are some masters, except for a few who are really unlucky, they all avoided this attack without danger, but after this time, they didn't dare to stand there and watch the excitement, and they stayed away from the circle of the three-person battle.

"The Pope vainly calls yourself the messenger of justice to your Holy See." Although the God King had tried his best to dodge, he still made that burst of light feather technique a mess.

"Don't talk nonsense, you might as well die." The Bible in the Pope's hand suddenly turned into a large white cross sword, nearly two meters long, completely composed of light, and a palpitating aura flashed on it.

"Kill the ......" The Pope instantly appeared in front of the God King, and the big sword slashed at the God King's head, giving the God King a chance to react at all, but the God King only raised the golden trident in his hand to block it above his head.

"Hmm." But the strange thing is that the giant sword disappeared with a light touch of the golden trident, and the Pope's figure disappeared along with it.

"Ice shield, sword fighting." At this moment, Ling Feng's low cheer came from the God King's ears.

Just now, Ling Feng felt a palpitation and thought of the Pope's method just now, and immediately added an ice shield in front of him, but the ice shield was shattered by the cross sword at the first time, and in the face of the Pope-level existence, Ling Feng's ability was already very limited.

"Not good." Because at the moment when the ice shield shattered, Ling Feng didn't feel the Pope's breath. "Come back." With a move of Ling Feng's hand, the dragon scales that shot out flew in front of Ling Feng, and a big sword suddenly appeared in front of Ling Feng.

"When" something happened suddenly, Ling Feng was unsuspecting and was slashed on the dragon scales by the Pope's sword, and then the dragon scales hit Ling Feng's body, Ling Feng's body was beaten out of nearly a hundred meters at once, and his body fluctuated in mid-air, but in the end it stabilized, but when the people of the heavenly court were not relieved, the Pope's figure appeared in front of Ling Feng again, it was directly a sword, the current Pope is not only strong, but even the physical body is also very perverted, with Ling Feng's physical body actually can't hold it in his hands, Not to mention the headache-inducing speed.

"No, you must limit the speed of the Pope, otherwise there is really little hope of winning."

No matter what Ling Feng thinks, the Pope is very anxious now, he is far from being as beautiful as it seems on the surface, the Divine Descent Technique is a kind of divine technique that overdraws the potential of life, even if it is a strong paladin who uses the Divine Descent Technique, he may die after using the Divine Descent Technique, let alone the Pope who is already an old man, what the Pope wants to do most now is to get rid of Ling Feng quickly, as for the God King, he has no such mind anymore, he really doesn't have much time left, if he can't return to the Holy See headquarters in time, what awaits him will be the end of death.

"Can we help?" Looking at the tense fight in mid-air, Xiao Lei was a little anxious, Ling Feng was obviously at a disadvantage now, which was not a good phenomenon.

"Our strength is too bad, if we go up, it will only cause trouble for the emperor." In the Heavenly Court, the Po Jun was the most calm, he knew that this fight could only rely on Ling Feng himself, and his own people went up to deliver food.

"Thunderstorming." With Ling Feng's roar, the True Yuan on his body was rapidly consumed, but the space around him was densely packed with thunder and lightning as thick as his fingers, and the figure of the Pope in the thunder and lightning was suddenly knocked out, which made Ling Feng also feel relieved.

This lightning technique is an advanced version of the lightning channeling technique, if you want to say that the lightning technique is a single attack, the lightning technique is a group attack, but the lightning technique is several times more expensive than the lightning channeling technique, and Ling Feng's current true element level can only be used four times, but obviously the effect of the lightning technique is very good, because the Pope is not only beaten out, but also because of the relationship between thunder and lightning, it seems that he is still a little paralyzed and stiff.

"Edgeworthiness." The dragon scales crossed the space and suddenly appeared in front of the Pope, and looked at the Pope, if he was slashed by this sword, with the sharpness of the dragon scales, the Pope would definitely be cut into two pieces, and at the critical moment, the Pope moved his body vigorously and turned to the side slightly.

Despite this, the Pope did not completely dodge the attack of the dragon scales, and a piece of white wings was cut off from the Pope by the dragon scales, falling down in a fluttering manner, and disappeared into white light in mid-air.

The Pope howled, and although the wings were formed with energy, the sword seemed to have slashed at his body, and the pain was no different from the pain of having one of his arms cut off.

There is a way to take advantage of his illness to kill him, Ling Feng muffled and said nothing, and the dragon scales once again drew a cold light like the Pope attacked, thinking that it was like a copy just now, but this time it was Ling Feng's turn to attack the Pope and dodge.

Because Ling Feng's swordsmanship is a remote control flying sword attack, he is not afraid of being injured, so the attack is more tricky and fast, in just five minutes, there are more than ten wounds on the Pope's body, although these wounds were quickly healed by the Pope with the power of light, but the true yuan attached to the dragon scale sword is like a poison attached to the bone slowly consuming the Pope's power.

Originally, the Pope was injured by the God King, and the divine power on his body did not and did not have time to clear it, but now it is even worse, and if this continues, the Pope will be slowly consumed by Ling Feng.

Seizing an opportunity, the Pope blocked the attack of the dragon scales with a sword and rushed towards Ling Feng regardless of it, which made Ling Feng stunned, wasn't he afraid of the attack of the dragon scale sword.

In the blink of an eye, the Pope rushed in front of Ling Feng, and the Dragon Scale Sword also caught up with the Pope.

The Pope's figure was stabbed by the dragon scales and disappeared in an instant.

Not good, as soon as Ling Feng thought about using a big sword, a big sword appeared above his head with an aura of destruction.

The people of the "Imperial ......" Heavenly Court were shocked, and several figures even soared into the sky and flew towards the two of them, even if they knew that it would not help, they had to work hard.

"Drink" Ling Feng snorted violently, his hands quickly closed towards the top of his head, and at the same time, his upper body did not move, but his lower body writhed strangely.

The big sword on top of Ling Feng's head was fixed there by Ling Feng's hands, and at the same time, the dragon scale sword passed through Ling Feng's waist and pierced the Pope behind Ling Feng.

Well, the Pope didn't see the movement of the Dragon Scale Sword because he was blocked by Ling Feng, and he didn't expect that his inevitable blow would be blocked by Ling Feng, and when he reacted, the Dragon Scale Sword had already pierced him.

"I'll pull you on your back." The Pope's face was hideous, he knew that he had no more or no more, he just wanted Ling Feng to bury him, the big sword suddenly broke off from the place where Ling Feng was clamped, because it was the sword body condensed by energy, so this big sword was under the control of the Pope.

Tearing and tearing twice, the Pope's body was cut in half by the dragon scales from the abdomen to the head at once, and Ling Feng avoided the doom of being split in half because he moved forward with all his might, but a wound nearly a foot long was also cut out on his back, and blood gushed out from Ling Feng's back, quickly staining Ling Feng's back.

"Emperor." Seven Kills Xiao Lei helped Ling Feng fall from mid-air, and Ling Feng was tired from the battle just now.

"It's fine, it's just a little bit off." Ling Feng smiled at the people who rushed over, although he was injured a little, but he left these Western coalition forces behind, believing that without hundreds of years of accumulation, the West would never have the ability to launch such a war again.

Although Huaxia won this war, it was also a tragic victory, and Huaxia was also broken, and I am afraid that it will not be able to recover in a hundred years, which makes the people present also sigh.

"Boy, you'd better not let me see you, or I'll let you go to hell." Just when everyone was greeting, there was a sudden sound, and everyone looked at the Pope who fell to the ground, the current Pope had regained the appearance of a little old man, and a ball of light was coming from his body, and the sound came from that group of light.

"Don't act rashly." Ling Feng stopped Xiao Lei's movements, the energy of this light group was the largest in the light group he had ever seen, if he was not injured, he would still have the ability to subdue him, but now that Ling Feng's injury had not healed, there was no way to take this light group. In the eyes of everyone, this light cluster slowly disappeared into the sky, which filled the hearts of the people present with a deep sense of incomprehension.

"Don't think too much about it, I'll go back to the Kunlun faction in a while, and if you're interested, you can go together, now Ling Feng is even more sure that there is a strange place in this world that he doesn't know, maybe the little mink is there."

Ling Feng's words made the eyes of those heads of the sect light up, especially Lu Xiongfei, the Kunlun faction is the most mysterious sect in the martial arts, how could they not be curious, these people looked at each other and decided to go to the Kunlun faction together to have a look, as for the heads of those thousand-year-old families, they smiled knowingly, some things belong to the top secrets of these families, and no one can say it, because it involves an extremely magical oath.

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