Chinese people really like to play football, although they don't play well, but this does not affect people's love for football.

When those black shadows pounced, Ye Xuan raised his right foot and kicked it out.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ye Xuan's kick, a thousand great strength.

Some black shadows were kicked in the face by Ye Xuan, and when they flew out more than ten meters, they slammed into the wall with a "boom".

Ye Xuan swept his legs in a row, like a sickle harvesting, no one could stop him.

More than a dozen black shadows were kicked out by him!

"Click!"

Suddenly, the lights in the room were turned on.

The original dark environment suddenly became brighter.

At this time, Ye Xuan really saw clearly the appearance of those black shadows that pounced on him.

All white-robed archmages, but at this moment, those white-robed archmages all fell to the ground.

Some of the more miserable white-robed archmages were even kicked to pieces by Ye Xuan, fell to the ground, hugged their heads and cried.

Ye Xuan glanced at those white-robed archmages, and only then did he judge that the strength of the white-robed archmages was not much different from the Yuanying realm among the Huaxia cultivators.

Ye Xuan counted slightly, there were eight white-robed archmages who fell to the ground at the moment, their mouths were full of blood foam, and they were embarrassed, and there were ten white-robed archmages who could still stand.

And behind these ten white-robed archmages, there was also a red-robed archbishop in the early stage of the Transformation God Realm.

The strength of the red-robed archbishop must be beyond doubt, in the early stage of the Transformation God Realm, even in Huaxia, the birthplace of the cultivators, there may not be many powerhouses in the Transformation God Realm.

Ye Xuan stared coldly at those white-robed archmages, but immediately sneered a few times, and said disdainfully: "If you can catch me, it means that your strength should be in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm or the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm." I'm not wrong, am I? ”

No one answered.

"Bang Bang!"

Suddenly, several applause rang out.

The red-robed archbishop, who was standing behind the white-robed archmage, walked out.

The red-robed archbishop was an old man, with a pale face and white hair, and he was thin and weak.

At this time, the red-robed archbishop stared at Ye Xuan and said, "I thought it was a very powerful person who dared to come to the Pope for revenge. But he never thought that he was just an ant in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm. ”

"Hehe, I didn't come to the Pope for revenge. I have something to discuss with him. ”

Ye Xuan smiled bitterly and explained.

It turned out that the damn black-robed mage actually dared to frame him for coming to the Pope for revenge.

"I'm the archbishop, and you can consult with me whatever you want."

The red-robed archbishop smiled, squinted at Ye Xuan, and said coldly.

"You can't be the master of this matter, I will only discuss this matter with the Pope."

Ye Xuan sneered a few times, looked at the red-robed archbishop who was very loyal to the gods, and said solemnly.

"If that's the case, then I still can't let you go to the Pope."

The red-robed archbishop shook his head, looked at Ye Xuan very seriously, and said seriously.

"You said you couldn't...... Useless! As I said, you can't be the master. If I break in, will you be able to stop me? ”

Ye Xuan sneered a few times and said contemptuously.

"Arrogance!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure flew towards Ye Xuan, with an extremely fast speed.

"I can't do it."

Ye Xuan didn't move, and let the white-robed archmage kill him.

That white-robed archmage was a powerhouse in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, and he did have arrogant capital.

But in Ye Xuan's eyes, in the later stage of the Yuanying Realm, it was still far from enough.

Although Ye Xuan was also in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, Ye Xuan was invincible in the same realm.

When the white-robed archmage flew in front of Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan sneered, turned his palm into a hand knife, and immediately slashed at the back of the white-robed archmage's neck.

"Bang!"

In just an instant, Ye Xuan was the one who struck the white-robed archmage.

"Boom!"

The white-robed archmage fell to the ground violently, and he could have dreamed that he would be knocked down by a cultivator in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm.

"You see, the white-robed archmage under your hand is of no use to me at all."

Ye Xuan squinted his eyes, a trace of disdain flashed across his face, he stared at the red-robed archbishop, and said indifferently.

"Huh."

The red-robed archbishop smiled undeniably.

"You all stand down!"

The red-robed archbishop waved his hand and motioned for the white-robed archmages to leave.

"Humph!"

Those white-robed archmages snorted coldly, and their eyes were full of hostility when they looked at Ye Xuan. Although he was very reluctant in his heart, the strength that Ye Xuan showed was indeed too strong, and it was not at all comparable to these white-robed archmages.

The red-robed archbishop, let them go, also to save their lives.

In the face of absolute power, the number of people does not determine anything at all.

Just like between the white-robed archmage and Ye Xuan, there is a world of difference.

Even if there were more white-robed archmages, it would be difficult to match Ye Xuan.

The eighteen white-robed archmages obeyed the orders of the red-robed archbishop, bowed to the red-robed archbishop, and left.

In the eyes of those white-robed archmages, Ye Xuan alone was not the opponent of the red-robed archbishop at all. What's more, in the hands of the red-robed archbishop, there is also the artifact [Ice Staff] given by the Pope.

For members of the Holy See, the Pope is undoubtedly the closest person to the gods, and likewise, the Pope is also seen as the messenger of the gods. Therefore, the magic instrument given by the Pope is regarded as an artifact given by the gods. It is the highest honor to be able to obtain the artifact.

The red-robed archbishop holds the [Ice Staff] in his hand, which is enough to show that the red-robed archbishop is a person who is protected by the gods.

No matter how powerful Ye Xuan is, how can he be the opponent of the gods?

The white-robed archmage left the room in a gloomy manner, and happened to meet the black-robed mage waiting outside the door.

"You two black-robed mages, why are you staying here if you don't go to the door?"

A white-robed archmage, with a blue nose and swollen face that was kicked by Ye Xuan, was very angry in his heart, staring coldly at the two black-robed mages, and scolded.

"Huh? Mr. Archmage, did you beat that bastard to death? ”

The status of the black-robed mage is not as noble as the white-robed archmage, and at this moment, the two black-robed mages were very humble, bowing their heads and asking.

"Fuck you!"

The white-robed archmage with a blue nose and swollen face was even more angry, and when he raised his hand, he slapped the black-robed mage in the face.

“……”

The black-robed mage looked dazed, not knowing why.

But at this time, the other seventeen white-robed archmages all walked up to the black-robed mages with great anger.

"Fuck you!"

"Smack!"

Another white-robed archmage slapped the black-robed mage in the face.

"Fuck you!"

"Bang Bang!"

Every white-robed archmage invariably scolded the black-robed mage and slapped the black-robed mage.

The black-robed mage was swollen and swollen with a swollen face, and his mouth was full of blood, which was really embarrassing.

But all the while, he didn't know what was going on.

At this time, in the room, the red-robed archbishop had already sacrificed the artifact [Ice Staff] and fought with Ye Xuan.

(End of chapter)