The Face Changing Warrior

Chapter One Hundred Sixty Three

Mr. Qiu cut out with a sword, and suddenly felt a strong force hit the sword. He was shocked, and he saw Pope Corsica VI holding the staff tightly in his hand and resting it on Prince Barran’s. Before you! This sword of my own was cut on the staff of Corsica VI!

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten what you said? Why do you want to protect him suddenly?" Mr. Qiu's face sank...

Prince Barang has crawled and hid behind the Pope, and several bishops and elders on both sides have surrounded Mr. Qiu in a triangular shape!

Corsica VI faintly said: "Mr. Autumn, do you really think that I am here today only for the battle between the Queen and the Prince?"

Mr. Qiu's face changed slightly: "What?"

With a smile on the Pope’s face: “If it’s really for that matter, why should I bring the bishops and elders of the three churches with me?”

He smiled somberly: "Mr. Qiu, another purpose of my coming today is you!"

Hearing these words, Mr. Qiu's eyes suddenly shrank, he looked at the Pope coldly, and said solemnly: "What do you mean!"

Corsica VI glanced at the queen standing on the steps in front of the main hall from a distance, and said lightly: "Didn't the queen tell you what I had said to you..." The pope's smile carried deep meaning and slowly said: " When I met with the queen yesterday, I said: If anyone wants to disobey the will of God or subvert the authority of the religion in the world, then the religion will not sit idly by!"

After saying this, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his eyes looked at Mr. Qiu like a sharp knife: "Mr. Qiu, have you forgotten your true identity?"

A sharp gaze flashed in Mr. Qiu’s eyes, and he suddenly laughed: "Very well! You really know my secret!" He glanced coldly at several bishops and elders around him, and said in a deep voice: "So Say, today you just want to take this opportunity to get rid of me!"

Corsica VI smiled and said: "Not bad!"

Mr. Qiu took a deep breath, stepped back a few steps, stood steadily there, and suddenly sighed, "I understand!"

A sardonic smile appeared on his face: "Now is the best time to get rid of me!"

His eyes were like electricity, and he continued coldly: "You have never troubled me before, because I am a court warrior! And you have known that Prince Barang is plotting to the throne, and you have to rely on me to protect the emperor and queen— —This will keep the balance between the two parties! Really?"

He continued to sneer and said: "But now, the emperor is dying suddenly, and the cult is ready to take part in the imperial power struggle. With your support, Prince Barang will be defeated today! So... so there is no need for my existence... …"

He laughed and said: "But you can't really let Barang die! Because if Barang dies, then the queen's greatest threat will be gone. At that time, the queen will no longer need the power of your gods. ...So you can help the queen to suppress Prince Barang, but you can't let him die! Because you want Prince Barang to live, so that there will always be such an enemy on the side of the queen! This way your gods can control it logically. Live Queen!"

He smiled full of mockery: "So I must die! I'm dead, and there is no master beside the queen... All she can rely on is your god... Hahahaha..." He suddenly laughed wildly:" Corsica VI, you take me too seriously! Is my life and death so important to you!"

Corsican VI had a solemn expression, and said indifferently: "Of course it is important! Your existence is the greatest abuse to the gods..." At this point, he lowered his voice and slowly spit out a few words from his mouth: "You this The descendants of the demons!"

Mr. Qiu's body trembled fiercely, with a bitter gaze in his eyes, he muttered: "Descendants of the demons...Descendants of the demons..." He gradually laughed, and slowly said, "What is a god?" What is a demon? Is it possible that the Kara tribe must be a demon in your eyes?"

There was anger in his eyes, and he looked at the bishops and elders around him coldly, and said in a low voice: "Corsica VI! Do you think you can kill me with you!"

The long sword in his hand suddenly burst into flames! The whole sword started burning like a fire!

Corsican VI said lightly: "Kill you, the last trace of Cara’s blood in the mainland will be completely ended! You are not an ordinary human, but Cara’s descendants, in the name of a god, you can never live in In this world!"

Several bishops and elders stepped back at the same time and stood beside the pope. The staff in their hands was raised high, and there was no spell in their mouths. They had already turned into a white holy light. Mr. Qiu is shrouded in it!

The white phosgene seemed to have a special effect on Mr. Qiu, and when it touched a little bit, a trace of white gas appeared on his body immediately, and his clothes seemed to be burned!

Corsican VI said coldly: "Mr. Qiu, this is the holy light array handed down in the religious teachings specifically to deal with the Karas!"

Mr. Qiu's body seemed to be trembling, with a trace of pain on his face, he slowly backed away, as if his whole body was braving a white flame. Then he sat down slowly...

An elder bishop shouted: "Mr. Qiu, surrender! Accept the judgment of God! Even if you are a sword samurai, you can't resist the majesty of God!!" The other elders shouted in unison.

Mr. Qiu was sitting on the ground with a strange gaze flashing in his eyes, and suddenly he placed the sword in his hand slightly across his chest, with a mocking smile on his face: "Sword Saint Warrior? Huh...Sword Saint Warrior... The strongest warrior in the mainland, the first sword samurai in a hundred years...It's really ridiculous!"

He suddenly swung the long sword slowly, as if swept away some fly, wherever the flame on the sword went, the white light emitted by the people of the gods who had been shrouded in his body dissipated!

Mr. Qiu stood up slowly, and the gray robe that had originally covered his body suddenly fell apart, revealing a samurai costume inside. The expression on his face became grave, and he looked at the pope in front of him coldly, and said in a low voice: "Are you talking about God's judgment? Then let me see what power your God has!"

His aura suddenly began to explode, and countless energies shot out from around his body like sharp arrows. For a while, the square was dusty and the wind blinded his eyes. Miss Nicole suddenly felt lighter. The shackles that Mr. Qiu had secretly placed on her body were lifted. She immediately opened her mouth to shout, but she did not guard against a breath of wind into her mouth, unable to say a word!

Her Majesty the Queen has been firmly guarded by several warriors of the Royal Guards, and gradually retreated into the hall. The people who had been scattered around the square also ran towards the hall. In the middle of the square, only Mr. Qiu and the gods were left, and Prince Balang was guarded by some of his men and hid on the side.

Nicole gasped. She wanted to put a light curtain in front of her, but found that she could not use any magic power. She was shocked in her heart, but she was pulled back to the top of the steps by several military personnel. Closed the hall.

Mr. Qiu's body was shrouded in a mass of brilliance, and then the mass of brilliance spread more and more, and gradually enveloped the entire square in it. Between the sky and the earth, the square seemed to be filled with the murderous aura of Mr.

With an indifferent smile on his face: "Corsica VI, don't you want to kill me? You might as well try! But I want to tell you, here, you probably won't be able to use any spells!"

There was a gleam in the pope's eyes, and the old face seemed to have a strange expression. He suddenly sighed slowly and said in a low voice: "Domain! You really have reached the strongest domain!"

Far away, in the emperor's bedroom behind the palace, Tian Lie was sitting on the ground and yawning, but suddenly felt a breath in his heart. His face changed slightly, and he suddenly jumped from the ground. The breath was so strong, full of a killing aura, as if it filled the world, Tian Lie's expression was a little weird.

"Domain?! Someone in the palace has reached the level of a domain!"

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Pope Corsica VI looked at Mr. Qiu who stood there in front of him coldly-he looked like a **** with a long sword in his hand, his white hair fluttered like a swarm of snakes, and his clothes were blown by the wind. , The murderous look in his eyes almost couldn't lift his head!

"Domain!" The Pope sighed, "Mr. Qiu, I didn't guess wrong, you are really a strong field..." He said in a calm tone, "But, I already know that you are a strong field. , But I still came, because today, I have a way to make you die here!"

Mr. Qiu froze for a moment, then sneered: "Let me die here? A joke! Let me see what you are using!"

The long sword in his hand slashed like a bolt of lightning. This sword is really like a **** in the legend, as if it has the power to break the ground!

But Corsica VI was standing there, slowly closing his eyes, Mr. Qiu's shocking sword slashed in front of him and suddenly stopped! As if standing on an invisible wall, you can no longer enter even half a minute!

The pope drew a cloud of light, covering himself and the surrounding bishops and elders...

Mr. Qiu's expression suddenly changed: "Impossible! How can you use spells here? In my domain, no one can use spells!"

The light ball on the Pope’s body became stronger and stronger. Several bishops and elders slowly sat on the ground. They held the staff tightly in their hands, and slowly injected a ray of dazzling light into the church. On Zong Corsican VI's body, Corsican VI's figure became brighter and brighter, and finally the whole person almost became an extremely dazzling transparent light and shadow!

His voice seemed to be from the sky:

"Yes, in your domain, ordinary people really cannot resist your prohibition, because in your domain, all the rules of space are made by you-but you must not forget! This world is created by God Humans cannot break the rules in your domain, but Gods can!"

His voice became more and more solemn, as if with some kind of supreme majesty: "God has given me strength, so I can break your rules!"

Mr. Qiu gritted his teeth and shouted: "I don't believe it! What god, let me see what God's power is!"

He split a light blade and shot it fiercely at Pope Corsica VI, but the light blade just flew in front of the pope, but suddenly it melted like ice and snow in the sun!

Several bishops beside him kept injecting spiritual power into Corsica VI's body, and the pope finally raised the staff in his hand.

The staff pointed to the sky, and he slowly said something...

In an instant, all the clouds in the sky disappeared... The dazzling sunlight hit the earth! Immediately, there seemed to be a roar from the sky, and there was an invisible pressure in that roar. Mr. Qiu's face was a little strange, and his body shook immediately.

Immediately there was a gleam in his eyes, and the light group that shrouded in the sky above the square suddenly became stronger!

"It's useless!" Corsican VI said coldly: "A man is a man, and he will never be able to fight against the power of God... even the domain powerhouse!"

Suddenly there was a low groan in the sky, and then a translucent giant **** appeared in the sky! That day the **** held a huge light axe in his hand, and slashed it against the sky above the palace square!

Boom... As if thunder and lightning, the entire square trembled fiercely!

Mr. Qiu shook his body with a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth. He pointed the long sword in his hand at the sky, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it!"

The long sword shot out like a flaming sharp arrow, severely stabbing the translucent light and shadow of the **** in the air.

The phantom seemed to let out a roar, the original burning vicious sword on his body quickly disappeared, and then the light axe in his hand slashed again!

The earth is shaking!

Hearing only a chuckle, a crack appeared in the realm light world arranged by Mr. Qiu! Mr. Qiu snorted, staggered a step under his feet, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

He stared at the Corsican VI in front of him: "Impossible! You used the'general technique'! How is it possible! In this world, God has not appeared for a thousand years! Could it be...could it be..." There was an extremely surprised look in his eyes. Pointing to the Pope: "Has God returned to the world? Has the religion already got the will of God?"

Corsica VI nodded, with an extremely serious expression: "Yes, God has forgotten his people in the world for thousands of years, and finally opened his arms to his followers again! My'general skill' is a true legend. The highest spell of the Light Element that has been unavailable for nearly a thousand years is the supreme spell that can use the power of God!"

Mr. Qiu suddenly shouted: "I don't believe it! What about God! This is my domain! In my domain, I am the **** here!"

There was a decisive look in his eyes, and his body suddenly rose from the ground like a sharp sword!

His whole person turned into a huge lightsaber, severely slashed at the phantom of the heavenly **** in the sky!

What does the sun look like?

If you have to describe it, it is what it looks like at the moment! A dazzling brilliance flashed in the sky. Everyone who looked at the sky felt a sharp pain in their eyes at this moment, and they couldn't help but went black before sitting down on the ground.

Then the dazzling light seemed to burn the entire sky!

The huge phantom of the deity in the sky suddenly roared, and the light axe in his hand suddenly shattered and turned into streams of light, and then arms...body...head...

In the end, the huge body turned into countless meteor-like light clusters scattered...

Mr. Qiu’s body seemed to have fallen from the sky as a huge fireball. He had a proud expression on his face, his eyes were burning like flames, and his whole person turned into a sword, radiating stinging murderous look!

But looking closely, at this moment, Mr. Qiu's eyes, mouth, nose, middle ears, there is already a trace of blood, and his clothes suddenly cracked with countless small cracks, and then countless small wounds on his skin broke. , The blood flowed all over the body!

He landed on the ground and shook slightly, his sharp gaze slowly swept towards the Pope, his tone was stern: "Huh, isn't it about the power of God? Now!"

He slowly stepped forward, step by step towards the pope! There was a trace of pain on his face, and every step he took, the countless wounds on his body broke and became bigger, and blood flowed all over his body!

Corsica VI sighed, glanced at Mr. Qiu, and shook his head: "Mr. Qiu, why are you so persistent? How can the power of God be something mortal can resist? You force the resistance, and at this moment your body is completely broken That’s it! You support so hard, but your body will disappear in a moment... or give up!"

Mr. Qiu's face was pale with a trace of grief and anger in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "I must die but you!"

His body suddenly swelled, and immediately after a cloud of blood mist, his body broke apart into countless fragments! A small transparent figure light body suddenly flew out of the flesh. The light and shadow seemed very strong, but after protruding from the flesh, it immediately dimmed...

"Spirit body!" The Pope's face changed slightly: "It is true that it is true that it is true that a strong person in the field can cultivate a spirit body!"

That light body suddenly shot out at the pope! Wherever he went, it seemed that sparks were rubbed by him in the air!

The pope's eyes flashed and he shouted: "Mr. Autumn, don't you give up!"

Suddenly he stretched out a palm of his hand, and his palm shot out a black light gas, shooting out like a black lightning at the flying light body!

The white light body collided with the black lightning, the light body shook suddenly and fell to the ground fiercely, with a black spear stuck in the light body's chest!

The light body's face is vaguely like Mr. Qiu, but it is getting darker and darker, and the black spear is emitting black air from the black spear, constantly devouring the light body...

Mr. Qiu glanced at the Pope one last time and whispered: "Dracula's Spear... You actually used a magic weapon against me... What kind of servants of the gods are you!"

Finally, the light body broke apart, and the smoke disappeared for a moment, leaving only a spear stuck in the ground!