As soon as this western dragon appeared, everyone's eyes widened, and their mouths were open enough to stuff eggs.

"Oh my God!"

"This can't be a real dragon, right?"

"It's just unbelievable, Western dragons are not all myths and legends!"

The group of Western royalty, aristocrats, core members of super conglomerates, and presidents of multinational corporations were all stunned, as if petrified, their mouths opened wide, their jaws fell to the ground, and they stared blankly at the dragon in front of them, their eyes bulging out.

Who would have thought that such a creature as a dragon really exists!

"Slav, it's your enemy!" Martin I said in a deep voice, pointing at Ye Cheng.

"Roar!"

The dragon Slav roared angrily, his voice was surging and his eyes were cold, looking at the tiny ant-like human in front of him.

"So this is the Western Dragon! Isn't this a seventh-order demon beast, a demon fire lizard?"

When Ye Cheng saw the so-called Western Dragon, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was extremely speechless in his heart.

The Demon Fire Lizard lives in the depths of the universe, with a range of activities on the border between the human world and the demon world, and is a seventh-order demon beast that reproduces extremely fast, whether it is in the human world or the demon world, it is not welcomed, so it can only wander on the edge of the two worlds, living the life of a licker, and eating the rotting corpses of various large cosmic creatures.

Unexpectedly, on Earth, the seventh-order demon beast Demon Salamander was actually a giant dragon in the Western world!

"Looks like I'm going to be a dragon slayer warrior today. Ye Cheng chuckled.

"Dragon Slayer Warrior, Emperor Ye Tiandi, you really look up to yourself, even if you are a celestial immortal, you don't dare to say that you are an enemy of the Slavs!"

Pope Martin I's face was full of sarcasm.

Slavic lived for nearly 2,000 years as the king of dragons, and it took great effort for St. Martin, the first pope of the Holy See, to submit him and make a pact with the Slavs to bring the dragon Slav under the Vatican.

Unless it is the Holy See that is in danger, it will definitely not appear easily.

Now, even the formations in the Vatican can't help Emperor Ye Tiandi, it's time to invite out the dragon Slav.

"Roar!"

The Slavic dragon roared constantly, the seventh-order demon beast had already been psychic and could understand people's words, Ye Cheng opened his mouth to slay the dragon, even if there was no Martin I, the Slav was ready to tear Ye Cheng apart.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Slav moved forward step by step, it was dozens of meters tall, the size was comparable to that of a dinosaur, step by step, and every step forward, there was a feeling that the ground was shaking.

"Roar!"

The Slavs roared and spat fishy wind.

"Evil animal, it is not easy for you to practice, if you surrender to the feet of this emperor, this emperor can spare your life. Ye Cheng said calmly.

The Demon Fire Lizard is a seventh-order demon beast, comparable to a monk in the late Yuan Infant Period, if it can be subdued and guarded by the Heavenly Court, after Ye Cheng leaves the earth, he can also rest assured.

"Roar!"

The Slavs were furious, and the tiny human beings in front of them still wanted to subdue it? Do you think you are Pope St. Peter!

The dragon Slav stepped forward, he was covered in black scale armor, ten thousand times stronger than the armored car, opened his bloody mouth, and rampaged.

"Look for death!"

Ye Cheng's face sank, stretched out a crystal palm, and raised it slightly, the infant sword was summoned by him, held it in his hand, and at this moment, the infant sword shone brightly, and the momentum skyrocketed, condensing a sword qi of more than ten zhang, and the sword intent soared.

"Slash!"

Ye Cheng sighed lightly and made a decisive move.

"Roar!"

The Slav roared in rage, feeling that something was wrong, and a creepy feeling came.

The higher the level of the demon beast, the more sensitive it was to the perception of danger, and the Slav's huge body trembled slightly, and he retreated sharply, trying to avoid this sword ray.

But it was too late, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, this sword ray, which was more than ten zhang, directly sank into the Slavic neck.

"Roar!"

After a sword, the Slav let out a last roar unwillingly, and the head the size of a truck flew out directly, and a western dragon was beheaded by Ye Cheng's sword at will.

After the dragon head hit the ground, the Slavic body was still standing there, and the incision was smooth into the mirror.

The audience was silent, silent, and the needle drop could be heard!

"Boom!"

After the Slav was beheaded, his body finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed with a bang, and the hearts of everyone at the scene, along with the entire Vatican Holy City, trembled slightly.

"Slavic ...... Dead?"

Martin I's pupils shrank, he couldn't control the fear in his heart, and his voice trembled a little. The other five immortals were even more frightened, and instantly broke through the sound barrier and fled in five different directions.

Ye Cheng killed the Heavenly Immortals with one palm and slashed the dragon Slav with one sword, which had deeply shocked them!

No one dares to be an enemy of Ye Tiandi anymore, while Ye Tiandi has not yet broken through the Vatican's formation, if he doesn't flee at this time, when will he stay?

The scene was boiling, and this group of white Europeans did not expect that Ye Tiandi would really be able to slay dragons.

"Want to escape?"

Ye Cheng sneered and ordered: "Infant Slashing Sword, don't let any of them go!"

"Yes, master!"

Sakura agreed, and the people nearby were startled and looked around, where did the little girl's voice come from?

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the Infant Slashing Sword has turned into a long rainbow, as if it has pierced a layer of window paper, easily breaking through the colorful light curtain over the Vatican, and heading towards the five immortals who escaped.

"Open!"

With Ye Cheng's soft drink, the holy power of Qianyuan Ding spread, and the colorful light curtain above the dome cracked, like a soap bubble being punctured, and all kinds of colorful essence dissipated without a trace.

"You!"

When Martin I saw this, he no longer hesitated, he turned around and fled, his speed was extremely fast, and he instantly reached four or five times the sound barrier, like a launched rocket, rushing out of the Vatican's range.

Ye Cheng didn't say a word, he ascended to the sky, stepped on the void, shrunk into inches, chased after him, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

"This ......"

Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, from the other party's eyes only saw the word shock, if it weren't for the corpse of the dragon Slav in front of him, everyone thought that this was a dream.

"Martin I is too much, if it weren't for Emperor Ye Tiandi, we would have died a long time ago!" said a white aristocratic man hatefully.

"Hmph, when I go back, whoever in my territory believes in the Holy See again, I will kill him!" said the other duke angrily.

The crowd was excited, and the ice phoenix had already been surrounded by everyone, worshipping as a goddess, just because she was a disciple of Emperor Ye Tian.

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky, fell heavily to the ground, and was thrown from the sky.

There was a loud "bang", and everyone's eyes looked at it, and they found that it was Martin I who had escaped, and he was captured by Ye Cheng.

At this moment, the old Pope Martin I, his chest was sunken in a large area, blood was gushing, he had just escaped from the Vatican less than a hundred miles, and he was captured by Ye Cheng, and the Emperor's fist was blasted out, and Martin I couldn't even take a punch.

The old Pope Martin I finally knew that there was an insurmountable gap between his strength and Emperor Ye Tian.

"Whoosh!"

Almost at the same time that Ye Cheng landed, the Infant Slashing Sword flew back.

"Master, those five immortals, all of them are headed!" Sakura said with a smile.

"What? This flying sword of the East can speak!"

When the group of aristocratic whites saw it, they were dumbfounded and unbelievable, if there was such a thing as a Western dragon, they could accept it, but a flying sword could speak, which was completely beyond the cognition of these people, and the worldview was subverted.

Ye Cheng ignored them, and his gaze fell on the face of the old Pope Martin I.

At this moment, the old Pope Martin I, where is there still the appearance of a strong immortal, his face is pale, prostrate on the ground, his heart is mixed, he can't imagine that Emperor Ye is so strong that he can kill the existence of immortals with one palm, not afraid of the magic circle of the Vatican Holy City, and can also kill the dragon king Slav with one sword!

In the midst of all the attention, Ye Cheng walked up to the old Pope Martin I with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "This emperor is now giving you death, do you have anything to say?"

"I ......"

Martin I trembled violently, even if he was a strong immortal, the old pope of the Holy See, in the face of life and death, he was like an ant, his heart was full of remorse, why did he regret dealing with Emperor Ye Tiandi?

With the status of the Holy See, it is not inferior to the Heavenly Court, and even the prestige of the Holy See is still above the Heavenly Court, after all, the foundation of thousands of years is there. Now that he has made a wrong step and lost everything, he has become a sinner for the ages of the Holy See.

"I'm convinced!"

The old Pope Martin I finally obeyed, and bowed his head in shame.

"Poof!"

Ye Cheng's face was indifferent, he raised his hand slightly, and a fine light swept through his fingertips, piercing the head of the old Pope Martin I, only to see that the brilliance in his eyes gradually dimmed, and there was a faint sense of relief on his face.

"Emperor Ye Tian, from today onwards, the Holy See will never be an enemy of the Heavenly Court!"

The contemporary Pope Benedict XVI fell to his knees and buried his head there, and the dragon knights and cardinal archbishops of the Holy See fell to their knees in unison.

Ye Cheng put his hands behind his back, ignoring this group of people, he re-entered the Vatican Basilica, and since he entered this place, he felt that the Vatican was not so simple.

......

The news that the old Pope Martin I was killed, the six immortal powerhouses were killed, plus a set of Western dragon kings were beheaded, and Pope Benedict XVI bowed to Emperor Ye Tian on behalf of the Holy See, and in just a few minutes, it swept across Europe, and the speed spread was staggering.

Almost before Ye Cheng stepped into the main church of the Vatican for the second time, the presidents of European countries knew the news, they couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately asked people to prepare a plane, the Vatican in front, to meet Emperor Ye Tiandi!

At this moment, Ye Cheng was standing in the main church of the Vatican, his divine consciousness was spreading out in all directions, inspecting every inch of the Vatican, Benedict XVI was waiting in fear, and there were more than a dozen cardinal archbishops standing around, hundreds of dragon knights wearing gold armor, all of them lowered their heads, looked at their toes, and did not dare to take a breath.

In the whole main church, it seems that there is only one person in the center.

An hour later.

Binghuang walked in from outside the main church and stood behind Ye Cheng, at this time, only Ye Cheng's disciples dared to speak.

"Master, the heads of state of 37 countries, including Britain, France, and Germany, have arrived outside the church and are about to ask to see you!"

Like her icy personality, she does not smile, and now she can't help but smile when she sees so many presidents of EU countries coming.

Even Binghuang understands that when Martin I and the six immortals invited Ye Cheng to the Vatican, it can't be just the meaning of the six of them, and this must represent the interests of the entire European Union!

Now, Ye Cheng killed six immortals in a row, successfully slayed the dragon, and even Martin I was killed by him in public, and the heads of state of these countries finally panicked.

(End of chapter)