Wu Po Jiuxiao

One thousand eight hundred and fifty chapters of the collapsed Pope

"The land of Huaxia, this ancient country that has been passed down for thousands of years, is not a simple existence!"

A serious look appeared on Shakis's face.

"Yes, that is indeed the case. Now our people are gathering here. When the time is right, we will kill here immediately. At that time, absolutely no one can resist us. These people, all It is a strong man in China, but its strength is definitely not as terrifying as our Holy See."

For the power of his own people, the pope still quite recognized it, and naturally knew that if his own people made a move, he would definitely not be afraid.It's just that it takes time now, as long as the time comes, my own people will definitely arrive.

"Are you coming?"

The strong Chinese man looked at Shakis and said slowly with a strange look on his face.

"Yes, as a paladin of the Holy See, I have retired for 30 years. During these 30 years of penance, my strength has reached a level that I can't even imagine. You have to be careful!"

There was a touch of pride in Shakis' voice, obviously quite acknowledging his own strength.

"Really? 30 years?"

There was a weird taste in this person's mouth, which was quite weird.

"Please advise!"

Shakis whispered in his mouth, his body bent, making a standard understanding of a knight.

And the people of Huaxia also began to clasp their fists.

"It seems that this Huaxia is not as unbearable as the records say, at least it has a certain degree of etiquette!"

Shakis secretly sighed in his heart, but a sudden chill appeared quickly.

"Chong!"

The long sword was thrown out suddenly, piercing through the air with one blow. On this sword, the gathered power rose to the extreme, and the distorted taste on it could even make people feel a kind of overwhelming power that was crazily swallowing.

The entangled energy is constantly displayed, and the sword energy pierces through the nine heavens!

"God, lord, almighty lord, can this random sword reach such a level?"

The pope cried out tremblingly.

Yes, their strength comes from God, from the power of faith. Although they can burst out with sword energy, the opponent's sword is really too terrifying.

Shakis let out a shrill voice:

"Lord, come down on your power and glory to punish this bastard. This guy has no knightly respect at all. I'm not ready yet, so you started to move?"

He has always been in the Holy See, and he is always diligent and diligent. He has always respected the paladin rules in his heart. Although fighting is fighting, there must be certain rules, but the guy opposite is just She clasped her fists, but suddenly started to attack?

"This person from the Holy See, is it?"

The people hiding in the dark all showed a strange look.

"□□, quite a□□!"

Someone let out an exclamation.

"Our Huaxia etiquette itself is clasping fists. This guy even started to pray. God, people in the West are really polite."

The voice seemed to be praising, but it had an attitude of gloating, as if it was extremely contemptuous of Shakis' behavior.

"Chong!"

Shakis raised his long sword unexpectedly.

But this guy's long sword is too slender. If Shakis's long sword can be regarded as an earthworm, then the Huaxia Kendo martial artist opposite him is a living python.

Not a class at all.

"clang!"

As the impact between the two began to be produced.

Immediately, the surrounding energy also began to boil.

Terrible energies collided continuously, forming terrifying energies that even lingered within a radius of a kilometer.

"Open and close, ten styles of bloody battle!"

The kendo martial artist roared loudly.

The giant sword in the opponent's hand is terrifying, its weight and strength are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and the terrifying strength can reach the level of a small mountain every time it is shot.

Could it be that this move contains a lot of power.

"boom"

Finally, Shakis' body was hit hard, and the long sword in his hand made a crackling sound, but it was not broken yet.

But at this moment, he knelt down on the ground.

It was severely suppressed by the huge long sword.

"Glory of the Lord, gift of the Lord!"

Shakis, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly roared, and a vast holy power burst out from his body. This pure holy power was so huge that it even made the whole world start to panic for a while. Shaking, within a radius of [-] meters, streaks of holy energy began to appear on his physical body.

A phantom of a holy angel slowly surged in the void, its wings swaying, and quickly outlined a trace.

"boom"

The body of this kendo martial artist was suddenly hit by this terrifying energy, and he quickly backed up.

"Damn it, damn it, you forced me to such an extent, you didn't follow the knight's rules, you are courting death!"

Shakis is so angry, this guy is really too evil, if he shoots while he is praying, it is a blasphemy against the Lord.

"Law? What law?"

There was a look of surprise on the face of this kendo martial artist, as innocent as a newborn baby.

"Forehead……"

Shakis's face was dull for a while.

Knight's code?Are there knights in the land of Huaxia?Obviously not, who is going to abide by the knight's law?

Thinking of this, the hatred in Shakis's heart seemed to become much weaker.

"I'm really sorry, I really don't know about this, but in order to make amends, we Chinese people are still reasonable, especially the apology is very strict!"

Shakis blushed, it seemed to be his own reason, and it seemed to have nothing to do with the other party.

"This...Actually, you don't need to make amends, this is a battle..."

"No, you must apologize."

There was a serious look on the face of the swordsman martial artist, as if, if you disagree, you are looking down on me.

"This... this..."

At this time, Sakis really didn't know how to deal with it.

"Snapped!"

A jug of wine appeared in front of the kendo martial artist.

I don't know where this guy took it out, but he actually raised the wine in his hand to this Shakis.

"Drinking during the martial arts competition?"

It's really the first time I've heard of Sakis.

"What? You don't give face?"

Seeing that Shakis didn't drink, a look of anger suddenly appeared on the other party's face, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Lonely gurgling..."

The kendo martial artist drank heavily.

Suddenly, a scent of wine spread quickly.

"Good wine... I really want to drink it."

"This is at least a century-old scent of wine."

"Hey, who is this guy? There is such a good wine."

"Guru..."

Shakis couldn't help swallowing his saliva, even if he didn't need to drink it, he would know that it was good wine.

"bring it on!"

Throw the wine into Sakis' hands.

"Thank you!"

Sakis said sincerely.

This is good wine, a good wine with a price but no market.

"Gudong Gudong Gudong..."

He drank the wine in a big gulp, and the aroma of the wine quickly spread to his body. What a good wine, after drinking it, he could even make his body feel a kind of fever signs.

"Thank you, I'm done drinking! After drinking your wine, I owe you a favor, so I'll leave you a whole corpse!"

Shakis threw the jug away, roaring with excitement on his face.

"Drink... finished drinking?!"

A look of shock and weirdness appeared on the face of the swordsman martial artist, as if he had seen something incredible. Obviously, after this guy drank the pot of wine, he was quite shocked.

"Yes, it's over!"

Sakis exclaimed seriously.

"Oh my god, I remembered the identity of this guy, this guy is Ghost Sword, Nine Suns Ghost Sword!"

"Damn it, how dare this guy drink his wine?"

"Nine Yang Ghost Sword, this guy's wine is a great tonic, but this guy's wine is also a terrible thing. It has the energy of the most yang and the most powerful. One sip will make people's meridians feel like a fierce sun. Burning like burning, extremely painful, except for this perverted family secret, it is rare for other people to dare to take a sip, this guy, this idiot drank a pot?!"

People hiding in the dark all started to look at Sarkis with a look of 'admiration', clearly not expecting this guy to have such courage.

"You actually drank all of it? Hahahaha..."

Shakis laughed loudly, that posture, the whole person curled up and covered his stomach, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Sarkis also sensed that something was wrong.

But as soon as the words fell, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Roar"

He roared crazily in his mouth. At this time, he could already feel that in his meridians, the terrifying energy was crazily burning toward his meridians. The burning temperature was terrifying. .

"I am going to kill you!"

Looking at the Nine Suns Ghost Sword, Shakis let out a stern roar.

The holy power in the body began to radiate out as if it didn't need money, trying to catalyze the wine.

"Damn it, damn it... Could it be that these ascetic monks have already had their heads flooded?"

The pope covered his head fiercely, and roared in pain.

"Drinking with the enemy while fighting, damn it, is there such a good enemy?"

The Pope is about to collapse at this moment...