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was so shocked that Zhang Ang didn't know what to say.

Isn't that guy on the other side St. Paul? So who is he?

With such a perverted strength, the twelve-winged "Holy Angel Fist" can beat the three title-level martial saints here to the ground, how can he not be Saint Paul?

But King Arthur's tone was firm, and the other two title-level martial saints were also thoughtful, which made Zhang Ang's heart beat a little.

Could it be that this is a hidden titular powerhouse in the Holy See, a stand-in for Pope St. Paul, and a delay for Pope St. Paul's canonization in order to attract our attention?

No, since you want to send people to attract attention and delay time, why bother to hold this god ceremony? Why don't you just secretly advance? Why bother so much?

Zhang Ang didn't understand, but the "Pope of St. Paul" not far away in a white gilt robe with a gorgeous pattern laughed.

As he laughed, his appearance changed!

At a speed visible to the naked eye, he quickly grew old, and in a matter of seconds, he changed from a vigorous young man to an old man.

This...... Is it the sixth gospel that transforms a person into someone else's, the Gospel of Thomas?

Zhang Ang has never seen Pope St. Paul, nor has he seen the old man in front of him, but no matter how he thinks, Pope St. Paul cannot grow old like this.

Looking at the four title-level powerhouses surrounding him, the old man did not have a trace of panic on his face: "Hey, sure enough, you still found out......"

"St. Gregory! it's you!" the caliph squeezed a sentence out of his teeth: "What about St. Paul?

He is St. Gregory, the first cardinal archbishop of the Church of Dokivus, the most powerful person in the entire Holy See except for the Pope!

Of course, Zhang Ang has heard of this name, St. Gregory is the eldest of the four cardinal archbishops, and the most respected one, it is said that he is the same generation as the previous pope, strong and powerful, and became a cardinal very early, although he has not made a move for more than ten years, but everyone thinks that he has the strength of the title level.

Zhang Ang looked around at the battlefield in all directions, and sure enough, there were only three people left in the big red gold-rimmed robes.

I said that there was something wrong, that one of the four cardinals was a fake!

But why did he impersonate Pope Paul? And where was the real Pope Paul?

Just when Zhang Ang's heart was in turmoil, St. Gregory, the first cardinal opposite, spoke: "Stop talking nonsense!

His fists were still shining, and the twelve angel wings behind him were still waving in the wind.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

With four muffled sounds, the four title-level supreme martial saints around him were once again sent flying!

It's the same this time, the punches of the four are all chests!

It's just that, unlike before, all four of them didn't suffer much damage, they were just knocked back some distance.

Even Zhang Ang found the trick and blocked this punch!

The method is very simple, just protect your chest directly!

This St. Gregory's "Fist of the Holy Angels" is a single move over and over, and the attack is the same, but the person is in the center of the chest, and he only needs to protect his chest with all his strength to block this punch!

"Are you only going to simulate this trick?" said Count Vlad, who was next to him, with a sinister laugh.

"The Pope's fist technique is unparalleled, after all, I am old, and it is not easy to simulate a punch. Saint Gregory's face on the other side did not fluctuate much: "However, this punch is enough to deal with you!"

"Huh. With a chuckle, Count Vlad once again turned into a blood-colored thread and shot at St. Gregory!

Boom!

St. Gregory's fist was unhurried, and the blood-colored thread was once again discounted!

It's just that, unlike the last time, Count Vlad's blood-colored silk threads did not fly back upside down, but split apart, turning into hundreds of even finer silk threads, attacking him again from all directions!

Knock! knock......

St. Gregory's fist swung so fast that the fine threads of silk were once again knocked upside down and flew out.

It's just that Count Vlad doesn't seem to care about the damage at all, even if the silk threads are broken and fly upside down, but after a while, they wave again and shoot at St. Gregory!

Seeing this situation, the Great Caliph of the Shinrikyo also sighed: "Since this is the case, I will go too!"

As he spoke, countless sand blades enveloped him, turning him into a huge sandstorm and sweeping towards St. Gregory!

Of course, Zhang Ang was not to be outdone, after suppressing the injuries on his body, he also held the knife forward, and countless tiger-shaped knife qi roared out from the tiger sword, like thousands of fierce tigers descending the mountain, and also attacked!

Only King Arthur stood still, but a formless and colorless air sword was swirling around him, as if it could shoot out at any moment.

In the face of the countless attacks that covered the sky, St. Gregory was still throwing his fists, knocking down and blocking those countless attacks, but at this time it was impossible to tell whether he punched first or the opponent punched first.

With the know-how, things are much easier, except for occasionally being sent far away, Zhang Ang's side has completely gained the upper hand!

Zhang Ang could clearly feel that the old man opposite was getting weaker, and even his appearance was a little older than at the beginning. Obviously, he didn't originally practice the "Holy Angel Fist", he should now use the "Book of James" to simulate the use of this boxing method, but it can be seen that this extremely powerful fist method is still very difficult for him to simulate!

The scales of victory began to tilt in favor of Zhang Ang.

Seeing that St. Gregory couldn't support it anymore, the old hermit monk who had retreated just now flew up again, and opened the pale golden "Kingdom of God" in front of St. Gregory!

The attack still did not stop, and the three title-level powerhouses were still besieging the two old martial saints of the Holy See.

Sou!

Just when the fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing, King Arthur, the "Sword Master", made a move!

The formless and colorless air sword flew out!

With a mysterious trajectory, there was no obstruction, and it was pierced on the pale golden "Kingdom of God"!

Wow......

Like countless shatters of glass, the "Kingdom of God", which was incomparably strong and wonderful, enough to accommodate countless attacks, shattered violently, turned into countless fragments, and dissipated into the air.

But the air sword still hasn't stopped!

At a speed that Zhang Ang's eyesight could barely capture, he stabbed directly into the chest of the old hermit monk, and then broke out from behind!

The old monk touched his chest and shook it, and then fell from the sky.

"Martin!" St. Gregory called out to his old friend, trying to fly down to catch his old friend.

However, his plan was seen through, and in the overwhelming attacks of the three title-level supreme powerhouses, it was difficult for him to defend as hard as he could, and he couldn't move half a step at all.

It's just that at this time King Arthur spoke: "No need to fight, he is just delaying time, I already know where St. Paul is." ”

As he spoke, he pointed in the right direction.