Li Yuanqiao sneered: "Your Majesty the Pope, it's not dark yet, is it too early to dream?"

The Pope didn't put Li Yuanqiao in his ears at all, "You little mouse, it's not bad to evoke such a storm, you should be satisfied, go to death." As soon as the words fell, the Pope was a stab, and a dark golden light headed towards Li Yuanqiao.

Li Yuanqiao didn't dare to despise this monster who didn't know what means he had used and had lived for nearly a thousand years, and the bladeless sword was horizontal in front of him, constantly casting tortoise shells, and a thick shield appeared in front of Li Yuanqiao in an instant.

But the Pope's blow pierced all of Li Yuanqiao's defenses like a devastating one, forcing Li Yuanqiao to only be able to block it with the bladeless sword.

He blocked the blow, and suddenly his mouth ached, and he was a little numb.

However, Li Yuanqiao was also not idle, and passive beating was not his style of Li Yuanqiao. The Creation Sword and the Thunder Sword constantly surrounded the Pope, and from time to time they would give him a sword, although it was not an offensive of any thunder means, but it could also distract the Pope a lot, relieving a lot of pressure for Li Yuanqiao.

"Skill is exhausted?" the Pope held his scepter in his hand and pointed directly at Li Yuanqiao.

A faint light surrounded the Pope's body, and all of Li Yuanqiao's attacks were neutralized.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Li Yuanqiao, "There are always rumors that you, the military master of Li, can fight against the strong martial arts with a bone-splitting posture, but today, it seems that you are still almost on fire." ”

Li Yuanqiao knows that he still has hole cards, but it seems too early to take out the hole cards, and besides, the Pope is such an old monster, Li Yuanqiao is not sure that he can really take out the hole cards to win this change.

In the face of Li Yuanqiao's silence, the Pope is naturally not those stupid people, he can naturally figure out what Li Yuanqiao wants to do at this moment by virtue of playing such a big game of chess.

Maybe it was because he had the chance to win, and the Pope didn't mind chatting with Li Yuanqiao a few more words, looking at him, "You have no possibility of winning, I have played this game of chess for nearly a thousand years, and even those gods have been kept in the dark by me, what do you use to fight with me? All your calculations today, in my eyes, are only two words, naïve." ”

Li Yuanqiao knew that the Pope was able to say all this, and it was by no means empty words, Li Yuanqiao no longer stayed, and directly accelerated and wanted to leave the Holy City.

"Where can I escape? After a while, this plane will be in my bag, where can you escape to?" The Pope watched Li Yuanqiao escape, laughed, and felt all kinds of sadness for Li Yuanqiao, such a little mouse-like character, but it was sad that Li Yuanqiao had worked hard for so many years, just because he touched himself, he lost everything.

Li Yuanqiao struggled to flee outside the Holy City, the news he had just heard from the Pope made him a little frightened, he had to let his soldiers retreat, who knows what kind of bloody storm this man who has lived for so many years will set off.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his back, Li Yuanqiao knew that this was absolutely impossible to be an illusion, but this made Li Yuanqiao's heart even more frightened, how could the Pope's attack bypass his spiritual detection?

But he didn't have time to think about it, and he quickly walked in the direction of the gate of the Holy City.

The pain kept coming from his back, and Li Yuanqiao also gritted his teeth, constantly swallowing pills one after another to make up for his injuries.

"Run, little mouse, run. The Pope's voice had now become hoarse and frenzied, sounding behind Li Yuanqiao.

Li Yuanqiao didn't want to respond at all, so he fled, "Escape from the Holy City, you just wait for me." ”

Outside the Holy City, battles from multiple directions caused bursts of explosions, constant shouts, and the clashing of blades were deafening across the land.

"Young master, Mo Dang's rebellion has brought a lot of impact, we ......" Xue Lao looked at Li Quming, and some words were not spoken.

"What my father has done for so many years has made the world think that his heart is full of decisiveness and blood, but we all know that he is not, and he has never been such a person. Li Quming stroked his vows, "So the path of being a benevolent monarch was decided by my father and you, but it doesn't mean that I don't have the heart of a golden iron horse." ”

Li Quming's words let Xue Lao understand his thoughts from the side, Xue Lao nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

"Ordered the legions to finish the battle quickly, play all the hole cards for me, and then capture the holy city, my father has been in for too long, and I am a little worried. Li Quming ordered the spies again, and then looked at the holy city that seemed to be a dormant behemoth, and said lightly, "Even if my father dies in battle, I will make the Pope a homeless stray dog." ”

Soon, after receiving Li Quming's order, the various legions began to decapitate the operation, and the frenzied fighting, which seemed to have no memory of tactics, turned into a sharp sword, piercing the heart of the enemy legion.

At this time, Li Yuanqiao had already suffered a lot of injuries, and even some attacks penetrated his body, and many big holes could be seen on his body.

If it weren't for the fact that Li Yuanqiao was a Dan family, and he used Dan Fire and Dan medicine to heal the wounds in important parts in time, it is estimated that he would not be able to support it now, and he fell directly to the ground from mid-air.

Finally, he broke through a barrier and rushed outside the Holy City.

At this point, Li Yuanqiao turned around, looked at the Pope and said, "Now, I won't run away." ”

The Pope laughed, laughing exaggeratedly, as if Li Yuanqiao's words were some big joke, "Do you think this holy city has increased for me? Hahahahaha, it really flattened everyone with the eyes and thinking of a little mouse." ”

When Li Yuanqiao heard this, he quickly retreated again. But the Pope waved his hand, looking bored, "Forget it, my plan is not completely completed, just come out for a small exercise, Fitz, you can solve him." With that, he turned and walked towards the Holy City.

Before he could figure out what the situation was, Li Yuanqiao met a blow and swept with a spear.

Li Yuanqiao did not relax, there was no blade sword crossing, although he was swept back by the power of the spear, but at least he did not suffer.

As far as the eye could see, there was a man standing in front of him with two pairs of wings levitating behind him, and it was clear that he had struck the previous blow. Presumably, it is the Pope's mouth of Fitz.

The man looked at the back of the Pope as he departed, made a knightly salute, and shouted, "Congratulations to His Majesty the Pope." ”