It was a subtle feeling, like a mang on his back, he couldn't shake it off, and he wasn't ready to shake it off.

It felt familiar and strange at the same time.

Dangerous, very dangerous.

But so what?

Now that you're ready to reveal your identity, let's make the battle more intense!

Fighting, it can make him die, and it can also make him stronger.

On the trip to country R, Long Shuang'er and Long Thirteen only acted as guards, and more often, they were just helping Du Zhenyu to suppress the formation, and there were not many opportunities to make a move.

Playing with many masters, Du Zhenyu's progress is amazing.

Especially the battle with the sword god Liu Sheng Sword Maniac made him vaguely touch the threshold of the ninth layer of the Divine Dragon Jue.

The Divine Dragon Jue is an ancient mastery, this kind of martial arts, the more you reach the later stage, if you want to be promoted, you rely not only on penance, but also on opportunities.

Comprehension will be even more important, perhaps, just a moment of enlightenment, you can step into the supreme realm of the ninth layer.

Enlightenment, on the other hand, often comes in battle.

Now that he was ready to fight, Du Zhenyu's blood seemed to be boiling in his body.

The car wasn't going fast, and that vague sense of danger didn't go away.

Of course, he wasn't prepared to dump the other party.

After his mental power was improved, his sixth sense was more sensitive, and that feeling of danger would definitely not be emitted by his friends.

If it's the enemy, then fight.

If you dare to fight, you must be prepared to die!

The car finally left the city and stopped on a wide stretch of road, on both sides of the road, the street lights were bright, but the cars were almost extinct.

This is a crossroads, and it stands to reason that there should never be no vehicles passing, even if it is already more than ten o'clock in the evening, even if it is now close to the Spring Festival, and the weather is freezing.

The atmosphere was eerie and obviously unreasonable.

Soon, Du Zhenyu was relieved.

He stopped because he had to.

Two men on the left and right of the front and back completely blocked his path.

Eight people.

Eight foreigners.

All of them were tall and big, but they did not feel clumsy, and they were dressed in black clothes, which were different from those of ordinary people, some of them were like missionary clothes, with crosses on their chests, and in their hands, they each held a Western sword.

Just look at the person's dress and skin color, and their identity will be revealed.

The Holy See's reaction was very fast, and it came to the door so quickly!

Du Zhenyu sneered in his heart.

However, although this lineup is also powerful, it is obviously a bit underestimated.

Even the cardinal didn't send it, so he dared to come to Huaxia to spread wilderness, this is the rhythm of bullying!

Now that you're here, don't prepare to go back!

Du Zhenyu secretly made up his mind in his heart, and the murderous aura began to diffuse, and he didn't drive into it, because he knew that it was all in vain.

If they can't even avoid a speeding car, then these people are not qualified to wear this special clothing.

In the Holy See, the status of the cardinal is already extremely high, second only to the cardinal, perhaps in Du Zhenyu's view, this is naked contempt, but in fact, they really have the capital of pride.

The number of papal congregations is estimated to be in the hundreds of millions, but the real black-clothed bishops are less than a hundred, and the cardinals are even more scarce, only thirteen.

And today's Holy See is no longer the former Wu Xia Amun, since the new pope ascended the throne, he has become the first person in the world, and the high level of martial arts is really not a second person, especially the high spiritual power, which is definitely more than 80%, so over the years, the pope has paid more attention to the cultivation of red and black bishops.

The number of bishops in the Holy See today is not large, but even if it is only a black bishop, his personal strength is absolutely terrifying.

They are not practicing oriental martial arts, but their personal strength may already be regarded as super-first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, otherwise, how can they confront the Huaxia Kingdom in the east?

Huaxia Kingdom, which is a profound heritage and thousands of years of martial arts inheritance, is not comparable to any nation and country.

Du Zhenyu opened the car door, closed it slowly, and then walked forward.

The eight people slowly gathered over, surrounded Du Zhenyu in the middle, separated by about ten meters from each other, and stood still together.

"That old thing the Pope, really damn it."

Du Zhenyu didn't know if these black-clothed bishops could understand Huaxia, he was not prepared to talk nonsense with these people.

Since they are going to fight, then they will wantonly kill in one go, and then they will travel far and wide to Huaxia Kingdom, so how can they be let go?

However, he finally couldn't help but say something.

yes, he thinks the Pope's old thing is really damned.

He wanted to kill the Pope.

Ever since he learned about his background, he has always had this thought, which is very firm and has never wavered in the slightest, and it is also the source of motivation for his efforts.

For the sake of his relatives and for the sake of his nation, the Pope must be killed.

That's really damn it.

When this sentence was spoken, Du Zhenyu felt in a good mood, and then scolded again: "I really want to kill that dog thing!" ”

First scolding the Pope is an old thing, and then scolding the Pope as a dog thing.

Now in this world, who doesn't know the power of the Pope, he is the real first person in the world, and how powerful the Holy See is, almost above many national regimes, dare to scold the Pope like this, it is estimated that Du Zhenyu is the first person.

There are many people who hate the Pope, and it is estimated that all Chinese people, those with a little conscience, and some people with national spirit, will greet the ancestors of the Pope in their hearts, but scolding in their hearts and scolding in their mouths are two different things, and daring to scold in front of the black-clothed bishop is not only about courage.

"Bold!"

A black-clad cardinal on the opposite side reprimanded loudly.

Du Zhenyu was stunned, this girl actually knew Huaxia language, and she spoke so smoothly, if he hadn't seen the other party's skin color that was obviously different from Asia, he would have thought that this guy was a Chinese.

But Du Zhenyu was very happy.

Scolding, if others can't understand it, then the pleasure will be much less.

And the other party can understand, and the pleasure is much stronger.

"I've always been bold." Du Zhenyu laughed, then pulled out the short sword in his hand, the hair on his head fluttered wantonly, and the air around him began to be faintly manic.

"Do you want to fight?" Du Zhenyu took a breath and said, "Then let's fight!" ”

The black-clothed cardinal didn't seem to expect that Du Zhenyu was not afraid of the eight of them, but wanted to fight excitedly.

You know, they are eight black-clothed bishops!

In the Holy See, there are a large number of Holy Knights, and ordinary people, even if they offend the Holy See and dispatch a few Holy Knights, they can already make the other party feel honored, shocked and desperate, why send a black cardinal? And as soon as it was dispatched, it was eight people.

That's a lot of money!

But what is he not afraid of at all?

Didn't he know that we were noble black bishops?

But he seems to know who we are, and he scolded the Pope in front of us!

"Do you know who we are?" The black-clothed cardinal finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"Aren't you black bishops?" Du Zhenyu was stunned.

Nodding, the cardinal's face was ugly.

Knowing that we are black bishops, we dare to be so arrogant, I really don't know whether to live or die!

"However, it seems to me that you, like those cardinals, are just a bunch of dogs raised by the Pope." Du Zhenyu added.

The faces of the eight black-clothed bishops all became extremely ugly, and it seemed that they all knew the Chinese language.

In fact, what Du Zhenyu didn't know was that since Du Feng was born out of thin air and almost wiped out the Holy See, since then, the Holy See has a rule that if a holy knight wants to become a black-clothed bishop, he must be proficient in Huaxia.

"Your surname is Du, your name is Du Zhenyu, and your father is Du Feng?"

The cardinal asked.

He was so angry that he almost couldn't help but kill Du Zhenyu, but he still retained a trace of sobriety and did not forget the purpose of this trip to Huaxia.

Du Zhenyu was not shy at all, and said loudly: "Yes." ”

Since he dared to admit it, he was not afraid that these people would go to the Pope to report the news.

Whoever should come will definitely come, no matter whether it is morning or evening, the Pope will definitely come to Huaxia to kill him, and even if he doesn't come, he will go to the Holy See.

The blood feud of the year must be broken.

Therefore, a battle between him and the Pope is inevitable and inevitable.

Of course, he is also confident that he will leave the lives of these black-clothed bishops, the dead are the safest, and their mouths will always be the strictest.

Shaking his head, the black-clothed cardinal said: "I admire your courage, in the face of the noble black-clothed cardinal, you can still be so arrogant, but I am disappointed in your IQ, do you know that your arrogance and courage will make you pay the price with your life!?" ”

Du Zhenyu frowned and said, "I suddenly found out that you guys really talk a lot of nonsense!" ”

"If you want to fight, fight, kill!" Du Zhenyu said again.

Then he rushed towards the two people opposite, raised the short sword in his hand, Du Zhenyu's expression became focused, and around his body, it seemed that all the air began to go crazy, and there were countless air currents forming in a strange way, his movements were not fast, but the expressions of the two black-clothed bishops on the opposite side suddenly became serious.

Except for the two cardinals opposite, the other six people did not move at all, their expressions were very serious, and they seemed to be very confident in their companions.

They are indeed very confident, the identity of the black bishop has always made them proud, it is an incomparably noble identity, in the Holy See, the existence of hundreds of millions of believers.

The two black-clothed bishops raised the Western knives in their hands and pounced towards Du Zhenyu at the same time.

Bite!

Bite!

Two crisp sounds, almost in no particular order, and then Du Zhenyu's short sword was not knocked off the slightest, and still went straight to the middle palace.

Phew!

There was blood flying, and one of the black-clothed cardinals had a blood flower blooming on his chest, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably, as if he had been hit in the chest by a giant hammer, and when he landed, he was no longer half alive.

The other black-clothed cardinal, propelled by the manic currents, turned half a circle in place.

Seeing that his companion was killed at the stroke of a move, the black-clad cardin's eyes showed a hint of shock and surprise, and he retreated, and at the same time took out a Bible from his bosom, and began to chant in his mouth, as if the next moment, some kind of trick would burst out.

And with his chanting, there seemed to be a very special vitality fluctuating between heaven and earth, and then Du Zhenyu actually felt that his movements had been affected somewhat.

But the next moment, his spiritual power began to explode, he looked at the black-clothed cardinal opposite, and with just one glance, the other party's chanting was interrupted.

The black-clothed cardinal looked at Du Zhenyu with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Du Zhenyu took a step forward and slowly stabbed the short sword in his hand.

This sword, very slowly, did not seem to have a trace of strength, but it just pierced the opponent's throat.

Then in front of everyone's eyes, the black-clothed cardinal slowly fell, from beginning to end, he didn't have any resistance action, even if he was stabbed in the throat by Du Zhenyu, his face was still very calm, and his eyes were still confused.

This movement is unusually slow, but there is a different kind of beauty, but it is also weird.