Looking at the disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect who vomited blood on the ground and were desperate in a blink of an eye, Ye Yiruo secretly said in his heart: There must be no "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in their world, otherwise they will definitely not let Pan Feng be the vanguard.

At that moment, a loud and silent noise rang out in the hall.

I say silent because there is no sound, or all voices are crushed and eliminated by a force that cannot be described in words.

It was said loud because everyone's hearts trembled, like a flat boat in the raging sea, and the soul seemed to be detached from its shell, so that it could see its back and the top of its head.

"Humph!"

With Ye Yiruo's voice, everyone woke up in an instant, and then sweated profusely.

At that moment just now, someone took his mind away and fell into a state of trance. If it weren't for His Majesty the Pope's help, I wouldn't know that my head would have been cut off.

Immediately, everyone looked at the entrance of the hall.

Although he was only one meter five, his momentum could reach five meters one, and the tall and wide door frame was almost stuffed, and the sun outside could not shine through.

As for his countenance......

Even if he was close, he still couldn't tell the difference, and all he could see was a white mist, so that his figure was blurred to only one outline, and except for a pair of miserable white eyes, everything else on his face could only be made up by his brain.

At this time, everyone only felt that their eyes hurt, as if they had been pricked by the tip of a needle, and they all looked away and lowered their heads.

Except for Ye Yiruo.

She uses a humanoid imperial tool, which, while indistinguishable from a living person, has no soul, and Tamil's murderous aura only works on the living.

"Not bad!"

Tamil nodded, although the Holy See of Light is a cult heresy, but the strength of this pope should not be underestimated, and he can not change his color under his murderous aura.

He took a step forward and walked into the hall, where all the people in the hall took a step back, as if pushed by an invisible wall of air.

The disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect were suddenly ashamed and angry, and they were unexpectedly intimidated by the enemy's momentum, and they were embarrassed again and again.

"Demon, eat me with a sword!"

A group of people drew their swords one after another, and then used their swordsmanship, and the hall suddenly shone with cold light, like a ripple, and one after another dragon-like swords pierced straight towards Tamil.

If it is a native of my Qing Dynasty, when I see this sword technique like a flying immortal outside the sky, if one is counted as one, all of them will sacrifice their knees, otherwise there will not be so many people bowing their heads and bowing to the sect of the Washing Heart Sword Sect.

However, Tamil snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain.

It's too weak!

Compared to those disciples in the Shilipo Sword Sect, they are simply rubbish.

When these disciples were punished, Tamil had not yet served as a teacher in the Shilipo Sword Sect, and after Tamil became a teacher in the Shilipo Sword Sect, none of them could graduate from him.

The improvement of combat effectiveness in the subtle realm is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two.

"Haha, this barbarian, he actually blocked my sword with his hand, and he died......"

However, there was a click.

"My sword...... No ......."

There was despair and disbelief in the voice.

With Tamil's cultivation at this time, the strength of Chiyou's demon body alone is enough to ensure that the sword is not damaged and the thunder and fire are difficult to hurt.

After all, Chi You, the legendary Demon Body Master, no weapon could hurt him except for the Xuanyuan Sword.

What's more, Tamil unleashed a brutal iron fist, doubling the defense of his hands, and he could be used as a weapon.

Jingle ......

Bang Bang Bang Bang ......

A hill instantly formed in front of Tamil, and the broken blades of the broken sword were all over the ground.

Those swords that flew slowly saw that the momentum was not right, and immediately turned back, but unfortunately, they were not proficient in swordsmanship, and the corners were a little stiff, not to mention the difficult technique of turning around.

Tamil reached out and instantly caught a flying sword in his hand.

"Cutting Iron!"

Swish!

The sword qi volleyed out in the air, and when the powerful power passed through the sword body, Jin Tie was overwhelmed, and a dense crack suddenly appeared on the sword body like autumn water.

As soon as the sword qi came out of the sword, the long sword exploded out of thin air, and at the same time, the remaining flying swords in the air were also crushed and annihilated by the sword qi.

On the other side, the disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect were all dumbfounded.

Because, the other party used the authentic Shilipo Sword Sect stunt, which was more exquisite and skilled than his own group.

Don't be invincible, retreat quickly.

What's more, the other party used a pure iron slashing sword qi, and maybe it had a relationship with his own sect.

"Your Majesty, there is nothing we can do about this matter."

After speaking, a group of people stood against the wall, trying their best to dissociate themselves from the matter.

Tamil didn't pay any attention to them, but stared straight at the head of the place.

"Why did you arrest my men? Do they earn too much, or do they honor too little? ”

"Hypocritical Holy See of Light, today, I will destroy your temples, tear down your idols, and completely wipe your faith off the face of the earth."

From God's point of view, Xi Tongtou is so big that he has a top two.

What is this called, the original match to play the junior?

Who should I help at this time?

Although Ye Yiruo was the most powerful person in this world, at that time, because of the thin aura of the Qing Dynasty and the low force.

As for Tamil, now he is walking in the flesh cultivation, and he does not rely on the aura of the outside world at all, and he can become stronger by accumulating energy every day.

There are still many backhands in the Holy See of Light, such as the armored zombie knight, and the Golem.

But these things tied together are not enough for Tamil to beat.

Tamil's strength at this time is already very close to God, and there is a possibility of breakthrough anytime and anywhere.

Well, Xi Tong retracted what he just said, because Tamil had already broken through.

"In this world, only the main god of the system, and all other gods are heretics!"

"I, the Bearer of the Will of the Lord God of the System, the King of the Barbarians, the King of the Titan Kingdom, the Guardian of the Silver Hammer Lord, the Conqueror of the Caucasus, the Destroyer of the Hellfire God, the Tamil Fury!"

"Here to fulfill the divine authority and carry out the divine punishment!"

Rumble!

A momentum erupted from the inside out, and the essence and power that Tamil had accumulated for a long time exploded with anger.

The confinement of the Divine Domain was like a piece of paper wrapped in flames, which was instantly devoured and ceased to exist, and the surging power quickly occupied Tamil's limbs and remains, and it continued to skyrocket.

Click, click, click......

Tamil's body swelled up like an inflatable doll, from 1.5 meters to 1.8 meters, and then two meters to 1.2 meters......

The strength of the whole body changed rapidly, and the bits and pieces of divine power were like spring rain, filling the body in the blink of an eye, and continuing to surge, impacting the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The already powerful momentum was even more tyrannical at this time, and the invisible power swept through the hall, like a typhoon passing through, and all the tables, chairs and benches were all shattered.

Roar!

Tamil roared, and a line of blood light condensed appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and the entire hall was also covered with blood light.

The sea of blood instantly condensed, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into a fist, and this fist was attacking Ye Yiruo at a speed that seemed to be slowing down.

Rumble!

A palm appeared out of thin air, blocking Tamil's fist, and at the same time, a magnificent voice came from a distant and unknown place.

"I'm out of the cloth!"