Underworld exchange group

Chapter 622
On the wall of the castle stood a man in armor. The castle was about [-] meters high. He shouted at Zhang Fan, "Who is this guy who dares to come to my Holy See?"

This person is the head of the Holy See Knights.

Zhang Fan's voice spread like rolling thunder: "Lieutenant General of Hua Kingdom, Zhang Fan..."

The head of the Knights frowned: "Since you are a general of the Hua Kingdom, you openly went to the headquarters of the Holy See to make trouble. Aren't you afraid of provoking a war between our country and the Hua Kingdom?"

Do you think it was more than 100 years ago, and you still think you are an empire on which the sun never sets?Do you still think that China is weak and can be bullied?

Zhang Fan snorted coldly: "Really? Then I will be a vanguard and destroy your Holy See."

"presumptuous!"

The leader of the Knights roared, drew out the long sword from his waist, raised his hands high, and jumped directly from the castle more than 20 meters high, the golden light of the long sword in his hand exploded, "Holy Light Cross Slash."

But what responded to him was a huge group of flames rushing towards him like a cannonball. It was like jumping into a sea of ​​fire. Before he could utter a scream, his whole body was burned to ashes.

I'm absolutely aggrieved!
"God from the East, welcome back the treasure!"

The archbishop was furious, and the other eleven cardinals also came angrily, with great arrogance.

"Bold, who is it? Dare to come to my Holy See to act wild?"

Seeing the arrival of the twelve cardinals, the knights and waiters of the Holy See all let out loud roars.

"Finally out?"

The moment he saw Zhang Fan, the archbishop's pupils shrank.

"Jie Jie, what are you, dare to break into my Holy See?" Before the archbishop could speak, a red-haired cardinal with blue tattoos on his face laughed strangely.

"Boom!"

A giant palm made of green poisonous gas struck from the air, and inside the huge green poisonous palm, a long snake screamed and spit out a long message, struggling to rush out of the giant palm, which contained a huge force. The power and toxin, and maybe even the power of curse, once hit, will be poisoned to death immediately.

It is the black poisonous wizard among the twelve cardinals.

Although the black poisonous wizard is not as powerful as the archbishop, he is still an extremely sturdy existence, with a poisonous palm, he can kill even gods.

Moreover, this person is easy to kill, and if he is in a bad mood, he will kill to vent his hatred.

"Clumsy."

Before Zhang Fan finished speaking, a bright golden sword light pierced into the poisonous palm.

"Tear"

The golden sword light directly split the green giant palm, and it collapsed immediately. The poisonous snake condensed by the poisonous gas inside turned into mist and dispersed in all directions. The knights and waiters around the Holy See suffered an indiscriminate disaster, and their faces turned livid immediately after being stained with the poison. Many of them were poisoned and died on the spot. The toxicity is so strong that it makes one's hair stand on end.

Seeing this, a cardinal next to him suddenly pointed the staff in his hand towards Zhang Fan, and shot out a thunderbolt, which came to Zhang Fan in a blink of an eye.

But Zhang Fan ignored it at all, and the thunder disappeared without a trace.

He kept walking forward.

His eyes were indifferent: "Where is the treasure stolen from the East?"

The twelve cardinals couldn't help frowning.

"If you refuse to hand it over, then I will kill you until you hand it over."

The archbishop's face was ashen, trembling with anger, no one dared to be so presumptuous in the Holy See.

Zhang Fan stepped on the void and ascended to the sky.

The first step is to go up in the sky.

A sword cut out, passing through tens of meters in an instant, directly splitting the black poison wizard in half.

This is just the beginning...

The second step is to volley up.

With a wave of Zhang Fan's hand, the cardinal holding the staff was blasted into blood mist.

The third step is to volley up.

With a flick of Zhang Fan's finger, a hurricane was born under the feet of the handsome man known as the Hand of God, and suddenly it rose to a height of more than ten meters, and was immediately crushed into powder.

The fourth step volleys up...

Zhang Fan kills one person in one step, and there are endless killing spells, such as sword light, fire, wind blade, breathing to kill, and direct formation.

In the blink of an eye, he had climbed onto the wall of the fortress, and in the process, he had already killed twelve red-clothed people one by one.

Startled, completely shocked.

This time, everyone in the Holy See finally turned pale, and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart. Wang Baichuan and the lamp master completely sat on the wax, as if their souls had been emptied, and their beliefs collapsed.

In their hearts, the twelve cardinals of the Holy See who were like gods were killed by him like cutting melons and vegetables?
Of course, it also includes the highest point of the station, the archbishop in red who overlooks all living beings, his face is ashen, and his eyes are painful.

"When, when did such a god appear in Huaguo? Is this Huaguo's martial arts, spells, or formations?"

"He is still so young, could it be that he is the dragon of the Hua Guolong team?"

The archbishop's mouth twitched.

"Impossible, Shenlong has been famous for a long time, it is impossible to be so young."

"You, who are you?" asked the Archbishop.

"Me?" Zhang Fan had already stood in front of the archbishop: "General Hua Guo, Zhang Fan..."

The Archbishop asked, "How long have you been in the state of God?"

Zhang Fan said, "One year!"

The archbishop's eyes twitched. One year, just a mere year, turned out to be so strong. In the past, he disdained the East. What kind of shit is the land of the gods? The whole country is so weak that it seems to be dying The old man, but he believes it now, what is the foundation, it has become a world power in just a few decades, and the god-level powerhouses that emerged have become so powerful in just one year, this is the foundation.

"General Zhang, I have no relationship with you in the Vatican, why did you kill me, thinking that the Vatican is easy to bully?"

The archbishop remained calm.

Zhang Fan said, "Where is the thing?"

The Archbishop of the Vatican, who has lived for more than 200 years and entered the divine realm for more than 100 years, looked livid and his muscles trembled, "You actually deceived my Vatican like this. For one thing, you actually shook the foundation of my Vatican."

He is the archbishop of the contemporary Holy See, in charge of the destiny of England, so high in status, he seems to be the real overlord of England.

"Noisy."

Zhang Fan frowned, and slapped the archbishop's face with a palm. The crown on top of his head fell off, and he flew out sideways. Under Zhang Fan's powerful strength, he looked like an ordinary person.

Rather than a divine realm.

It slammed into the castle wall made of rocks and fell down.

"Where's the stuff?"

The Archbishop stood up angrily like a lion, with his long hair flying, and a dazzling white light emerged from his body.

He roared angrily: "Great Light Art."

A ball of white light appeared above the sky, like a divine light coming to the world, and something was spinning inside. Looking carefully, it was a hexagram. Unlike the ascetic's hexagram, there was an extra circle outside.

White light enveloped Zhang Fan below.

Zhang Fan looked up and frowned, "I don't know whether to live or die." The whole person turned into a strand of black rock, and when he reappeared, the whole person was already on top of the Great Light Formation.

The Twelve Pearls flew out and pressed against the Great Light Formation. The Archbishop's face suddenly turned red.

"I can kill you..."

The Great Light Array was continuously pressed down and sank.

The archbishop struggled to support himself, his snow-white beard was flying, and his face was full of endless crying.

With a flick of Zhang Fan's finger, a pinch of flames fell into the air and landed at the archbishop's feet. A ball of flames rose up and burned up. The archbishop let out bursts of mournful wailing, and finally turned into a wisp of soul.

This is to crush people to ashes.

The people in the Holy See were trembling with fright, and knelt down, the devil, the big devil.

They never thought that one day, the twelve cardinals of the Holy See would be killed, the archbishop would be burned, and the great Holy See would be trampled down.

"Zhang Fan, do you really dare to kill me? Are you not afraid of the revenge of the God of Light?"

The archbishop was trembling all over, and his face was stern.

"Where's the stuff?"

The archbishop said: "That is what the God of Light wants, and the Holy See has already sacrificed it to the God of Light..."

Zhang Fan thought of the white light falling from the sky out of thin air.

The flames rose suddenly.

The archbishop screamed in pain, his face was extremely painful, and he let out a shrill howl that shook the world.

Just when his soul was about to be burned by the flames, a sudden white light shot out from the necklace on his chest. As soon as this white light came out, it was like the setting sun, and an old man in a white sweater appeared from it, his face covered by a hat. He stopped, couldn't see clearly, but vaguely felt the distant breath coming from his eyes.

"God of Light!"

The archbishop is still coming and calling for help.

"Give me death..."

Zhang Fan had already shouted angrily, and the flames that burned the archbishop suddenly rose, and the flames soared into the sky, and the flames went straight to the sky ten meters high.

(End of this chapter)