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The Pope's meaning is self-evident, you can't leave the Holy See without a fight!

Paladin John stepped forward, holding a dark golden war spear, constantly approaching Ye Xuanfu, every step was like a barbarian elephant moving, roaring, shaking the hall, and at the same time, the momentum continued to rise, and a fierce golden aura rose around his body.

Vindictive!

This is the vindictiveness of the Western knights!

In essence, there is not much difference from the Gang Qi of the Eastern Mage, but Ye Xuanfu felt that in the fighting spirit, there was obviously a sharp intention, and he paid more attention to attack, while the Gang Qi was rigid and soft, and the middle was peaceful.

Although in terms of attack power, in the same level of competition, Gang Qi may be slightly inferior to Dou Qi, but in terms of cultivation, Gang Qi is definitely not as good as Gang Qi, Gang Qi nourishes life, and Dou Qi hurts the body!

That's why Paladins are so least!

Ye Xuanfu glanced at the paladin, knowing that John's internal injuries were piling up, and if it weren't for the Pope to sort out the injuries in his body, I'm afraid John wouldn't have lived for a few years.

"You shouldn't have done anything with me, save some strength so that you can kill the demons." Ye Xuanfu shook his head and said.

"You don't have to worry about this, I need a battle to break through to the Holy Knight!" Old Paladin John replied.

"It seems that a war is inevitable, but aren't you afraid that I will tear this place down, Pope?" Ye Xuanfu looked at the Pope.

"You can let go of your hands and feet, the main hall is guarded by holy light, and with your current strength, you can't tear it down." The Pope said.

At this time, the cardinal archbishop standing on both sides blessed the paladin with an aura.

The corners of Ye Xuanfu's mouth twitched, this is too foul, the original attack power of the fighting spirit is strong, if you add the cardinal's holy arts, it is no less than Ye Xuanfu himself, against the paladin and the cardinal archbishop.

Seeing that the Pope did not speak, it means that he acquiesced in the actions of the Paladins and Cardinals.

"Okay, then we've done two tricks......"

With a "bang", before Ye Xuanfu's words fell, the paladin's spear stabbed over, and a pillar of golden light as thick as a bucket erupted.

Ye Xuanfu subconsciously stomped his feet, but a halo of light flashed on the ground, and there was no response.

"Damn, the Pope actually locked the ground with holy light." Ye Xuanfu hurriedly raised his handprint and slapped it with a palm thunder.

"The entire Holy See has been fixed by my holy arts, so if you want to use power outside of yourself, it will be very difficult." The Pope was high and a majestic voice was heard.

However, Ye Xuanfu had no time to deal with the Pope, the paladin's attack was impenetrable, and the spear that was heavier than a thousand jun swept in, and the wind was howling, attached to the fighting spirit, it was like a train crashing head-on.

"Qiankun Zhenhui...... Gossip descends. ”

Ye Xuanfu's handprint was quickly knotted eight times, and each time the corresponding sword flew out, turning into gossip, and in the void, resisting the attack of the paladin.

In the blink of an eye, thirty rounds passed, the gossip shattered, Ye Xuanfu grabbed the void with his left hand, the void shattered, and a black hole immediately engulfed the paladin.

In the next second, Ye Xuanfu hurriedly dodged, and a big gun stabbed out of the void on the spot, and the paladin shouted "The Great Void is broken", and then the fighting spirit surged, and the space shattered like glass, and the paladin, who was dyed golden, rushed out.

"Guangwu Battlefield!"

"Heroic Spirit!"

The paladin roared, and golden holy fighting qi erupted from all over his body, turning into golden flames.

At the same time, pale golden particles flew in the hall, the scene was very gorgeous and dreamy, but Ye Xuanfu's scalp was numb.

"The Power of Faith! It's the power of faith! ”

At this time, Ye Xuanfu knew how much he had suffered, and it was completely in someone else's home battle, and the time and place were favorable.

The so-called Guangwu battlefield is a transformation of the battle scenes, or in the main hall of the church, but the surrounding is full of the power of faith, as well as the holy fighting energy, and the golden particles turn into golden streams, flowing in the air.

The advent of the Heroic Spirit, it is under the premise of the Guangwu battlefield, from the swords and axes on the paladin's armor, rushing out of the light and shadow, these lights and shadows are called Heroic Spirits, in fact, it is the Paladin's life, wearing armor and fighting with the enemy.

It can leave traces on the paladin's armor, which shows the strength, and now it is all manifested, and it will fight Ye Xuanfu with the paladin.

Now it seems that it is not unreasonable to rumor that the paladin is getting stronger and stronger the more he fights.

But Ye Xuanfu can see that in addition to the strength of the paladin, the armor he wears on his body is also a rare treasure, which is probably handed down by the paladins of the past generations.

"How do you fight me! Paladins are invincible! ”

Paladin John let out a long roar, and a pale golden war horse was conjured up under him, and after riding, he picked up a spear and stabbed at Ye Xuanfu.

At the same time, among the heroic spirits on the Guangwu battlefield, there are magicians, heretics, demonic beasts, and demons, all of whom are encircling and suppressing Ye Xuanfu.

In this battle, Ye Xuanfu can be described as extremely hard, since entering the Dao, one of the strongest opponents he has encountered, he himself has also exhausted his means, spell seals, formations, and even physical techniques, all of which have been cast.

The paladin wanted to break through to the Holy Knight with the help of a battle with Ye Xuanfu, and Ye Xuanfu didn't use the paladin as a whetstone to sharpen himself and make his spells, formations and other means more integrated.

When it comes to the realm of the Heavenly Master, it will not be a simple move and a style, so Ye Xuanfu is now doing his best to forget everything, putting the spell seals, formations, physical techniques, etc., into the melting pot, smelting the only one, so that the real words and methods can be followed, and every gesture is a great avenue spell.

Of course, this point is even more difficult for other mages, but Ye Xuanfu has climbed to the realm of a half-step heavenly master many times, and when he touched that level, he already had a general concept in his heart, although it was vague, but there were traces to follow.

"Boom"

With a blow to the iron hooves of the sea bowl, Ye Xuanfu's eyes widened, and he turned into a fist, and the palm of his hand held the purple palm thunder, which was converted into the power of the thunder yang, and slammed with the iron hoof.

With a loud bang, the golden war horse under the paladin was blasted into a point of light by Ye Xuanfu's punch, and the paladin's spear poked down, piercing Ye Xuanfu's protective light shield, and pointed on Ye Xuanfu's shoulder, and a piece of bright blood splashed!

"The universe moves, and the dragon fights in the sky!"

Ye Xuanfu let out a long roar, grabbed the paladin's spear with one hand, and pinched the fist mark with the other, smashing it on the paladin's chest.

"Knock"

The burly paladin immediately flew out upside down, and at the same time, it could be seen that it was like an indestructible armor, and a fist mark of Ye Xuanfu was concave!

Ye Xuanfu was furious, fighting to the point of madness, a mage was going to fight a paladin who could fight in close quarters.

In fact, at his level, he can integrate spells with every move, and he doesn't need to care about the form of battle, it's the same in close combat and long-distance combat! (To be continued.) )