The laughter came to an abrupt end.

The blow just now was sharp and vicious, and the smashed nasal bone was pierced into the brain, and there was no help.

So fierce, is this still a priest?

The other guy who leaned down was almost scared, and when he saw Rudolph's right foot rise again, he quickly crossed his arms over his chest so that he wouldn't be brittle.

Rudolph lifted his right foot, but instead of kicking it at him, he stomped it down.

There was another crisp sound, and a miserable cry began, and the other Templar who strangled him from behind shattered his foot and bones, and couldn't help but lean down.

Leaning over, Rudolph slammed his left elbow backwards, and with a muffled thud, the Templar's helmet was flattened, and the whole person fell straight backwards like a piece of rotten wood that had been broken by a hammer.

The leaning guy finally came to his senses and tried to run, but Rudolph roared and punched him in the back of the heart. The large man, which totaled more than 200 catties, including the heavy armor, was beaten flat by a punch, flew over the altar, and stuck heavily on the wall, and then, with a blood stain the size of a plate, slowly slid down.

Navarro was stupefied until a few flying pieces of debris scratched his face. When he grabbed it in his hand, it was actually a fragment of armor that had been knocked away from the unlucky one, and it was still bloody.

God of Light!

What kind of strength does it take to smash the armor made of steel? Moreover, this is the armor on the chest, and the position where the guy was beaten just now is obviously the back!

The terrifying force struck the back, shattered armor and spine, ruffled muscles, veins and nerves, and burst out from the chest.

What kind of skill is this?

After killing the three of them, Rudolph's eyes turned silvery-white, and there seemed to be silver light converging behind him, and his movement speed became faster and faster.

The subordinates were anxious and roared: "Boss, we are too slow, too slow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his neck tightened, and with a click, his neck bone was torn off by the lightning rush of Rudolph.

Killing one more person, a pair of huge folded silver wings appeared behind Rudolph. Silver light began to envelop his body.

Navarro yelled: "Monsters, monsters, formations, formations!"

The Templars crawled closer together, and the two unlucky ones on the edge were too far away, and before they could get close to the group, they were punched by Rudolph and sent to the bottom of the Divine Order of Light to repent.

A shiny silver armor appeared on Rudolph's body, which looked heavy and bloated, but it was so light that it seemed to have no weight, and it did not affect his high speed in the slightest. The silver wings behind it are already half-open.

"Death, demon!"

Navarro roared: "You are the devil, the devil! Holy Light, Holy Light!"

Several thin, short silver lines shot at Rudolph, these mighty Templars had long since been drained of their marrow by a long period of indulgence and pleasure, and it was difficult for them to be able to form a formation and use simple spells in a hurry. However, will this low-level spell work?

The silver light flashed, and Rudolph vanished.

Navarro was incredulous: "Gotcha, yes!"

Rudolph appeared strangely on the far left of the line: "Go to hell!"

Unarmed, he held one of the feet of a dead corpse in one hand, and used the dead body, which was wearing heavy armor and weighing more than two hundred pounds, as a giant hammer, and smashed it on the Templar on the left side.

With more than two hundred pounds of weight, coupled with the power of Rudolph's swing, the dead body turned into a ram, and the array of Templars fell to the ground like dominoes that had been pushed down.

Navarro drew the hammer of the Cross from his back, roaring and slamming it at the silver light, hitting nothing but a dead body.

Rudolph's voice came from the air: "Stupid sinner, look above!"

The remnants of the Templar hurriedly raised their heads, and in the air, Rudolph was hovering proudly, the silver wings behind him had been fully opened, and countless silver feathers of light were fluttering and falling.

"Heavenly ...... Angels? It can't be, it can't be. ”

Rudolph's eyes flashed with silver: "Accept the righteous judgment!"

The angel turned into a meteor and fell to the ground, and a thick pillar of light shot into the sky with the screams of the blasphemers.

Ten seconds later, the pillar of light was gone, and Rudolph was back to his kind and somewhat reserved little priest, his hair wet with sweat, and he fell to one knee, one hand on the ground, gasping for air.

The floor of the chapel hall was destroyed, and a cone-shaped pit with him as the center and a radius of more than ten meters appeared, with more than a dozen dead bodies lying on their backs, and a Navarro who was lucky enough to not die and was demented by the shock wave.

Rudolph slowly stood up, and Navarro sat down with his ass, kicking his legs and stepping back: "Don't come, devil, devil, don't come!"

Father Antalil and Rudolph were startled by the crisp applause at the door, and looked up to see a young man and woman standing in the doorway, smiling and groaning.

Both of them wore black cloth cloaks with their heads, and they could not see the whole picture, only half of their smiling faces under the brim of their hats.

Father Antalil decisively stepped up to block the sight of the two: "Two, I'm sorry, we didn't have time to clean here, and we can't receive them for the time being, so please take care of them." ”

The man smiled: "I killed more than a dozen Templars purely with my fighting skills, but I didn't expect that the legendary stunt is not extinct, the Fist of Heaven, powerful." ”

This sentence made the priest and Rudolph change their faces at the same time: "Who are you?"

The young man didn't answer, he hooked two chairs with his feet, sat down with his female companion, and said, "The Fist of Heaven is the famous technique of the pious apostle Libaiu, one of the thirteen apostles of the Holy Son, and it is extremely powerful. He saved the Son from danger several times. On the eve of the Son's crucifixion, the enraged Libaiu even wanted to kill all the executioners and the Romans, but was dissuaded by the Son. ”

The priest praised: "You are really a master of scripture, and you have dabbled in such a cold knowledge. I'm also very interested in this, so let's go inside and talk about it?" With that, the priest gave Rudolph a hard look and motioned for him to hurry up and close the door of the chapel.

The young man raised a hand: "Don't." The air is fresh here. Besides, if the door is closed, the people outside will not see that so many people are dead inside. ”

The smile suddenly froze on the faces of the two, and Navarro on the side seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and rushed over like crazy: "Sir, sir, these two people are the dark evil party, murdering these pious Templars, help me, help me!"

The man patted Navarro lightly, signaling him to be quiet, and continued, "The Fist of Heaven is powerful, but it is not an illegal technique, and it only lasts for a minute at a time, and after a minute, there is a recovery period of up to twenty-four hours. Am I right about that brave assistant priest just now?"

Rudolph gasped for air, his face very ugly.

"It's a very strange kind of boxing that requires the user to have a very high level of concentration and no distractions, in other words, it is 'to keep an incomparable devotion to God and an iron will', of course, there is only God in the heart, will you think about anything else?"

Rudolph did not answer, and the man continued: "When it is activated, it will exert influence on both the initiator and the opponent, and at the same time it will have a strong stimulation of the brain: the initiator will enter an unconscious state of euphoria, and each time he knocks down an enemy, he will become more determined to be invincible, thus generating a constantly superimposing, terrifying destructive power, while the opponent is the opposite, with each teammate being knocked down, he will fall into deeper fear and confusion, and the fear of 'fighting angels and gods' will continue to stack, unable to cast spells, unable to attack, Can't move...... until they fall into despair. ”

The man's female companion couldn't help but interject: "In other words, what silver wings, what angels, are they all hallucinations in the hearts of opponents who are overwhelmed by fear?"

"Of course, my dear little Yaya. Do you see any lights, feathers, or angels other than the fantastic fighting scenes you just saw in the synesthesia circle?"

"Ah, of course not, I just saw that brave assistant priest punch after punch, jump up and punch, boom, it's over!"

The man couldn't help laughing: "So, ah, only the opponent fell into a hallucination." As long as you wear equipment that resists psychic spells, you can effectively resist its effects. ”

"That's expensive, isn't it?

"Will. The will is stronger than the initiator, the more devout to God than the initiator, and you will not be affected by the negative state, and of course, you still have to face that self-hypnotized, super strong one-minute madman. ”

Listening to the man's words, Navarro laughed loudly: "It's all an illusion, it's all an illusion, you can't defeat me!

As if to verify his words, twenty or thirty Templars swarmed in, sword in hand.

The fierce fight just now had already aroused the alarm of passers-by, and the gate had not been closed for a long time, and the situation inside had already been exposed, and the Templars heard the wind and surrounded the place.

Navarro hardened like a lettuce dipped in water: "How is it, how is it! You are alone, how strong are you? Here Lao Tzu still has the final say, against me, against the God of Light!"

Rudolph gritted his teeth: "I just hate that my strength is still not enough, I didn't kill you bastard with one punch!"

"It's late, hahahaha, little white face, it's late! You wait, I'll pay back a hundred times the shame just now! I'm going to- uh-ha-uh-ha-uh

With a flash of silver light, the silver cross rose from the ground, holding his limbs firmly in place, unable to move.

Everyone was stupid, they were all members of the Sect of Light, how could they not know this high-level restraint technique?

"Holy Cross Trial?"

The young man slowly stood up, took off the hood of his cloak, revealing a brilliant blond hair and a handsome face: "A little knight captain dares to call himself a god?

Navarro's voice was like a wolf's howl: "Which kennel are you crawling out of the haystack? Let go of me, let go of me!"

The man stepped forward with a sneer and a resounding slap that knocked Navarro's teeth out in two.

"The two archbishops and 17 bishops of the Diocese of Beihai, the 6 churches and 44 churches of the 31 dioceses, and all the staff of the 231 chapels and those who are not in the establishment have to kneel down to greet me when they see me. What are you?"

As he spoke, his fingers loosened, and a small cross was held by a thin silver chain, beating in his palm.

"St. Thomas Cross...... Light, Light, Light, Light, Lord Hikstu?"