Bai Jiade was in Switzerland for surgery, so Yi Chen did not welcome him. On the contrary, Bai Jiade, the very gentlemanly boss, came to the door in person.

As soon as they met, Yi Chen laughed at him: "Oh, dear Mr. Farente, your dear Marquis Bai Jiade, is now a celebrity in the entire European porn industry. Of course, his supporting role has taken a lot of credit, but I know that many people are envious of his lasting ability."

Farent smiled awkwardly, touched his hair and said, "Oh, Mr. Yi, you are so joking. Wasn't this done at your request?"

Yi Chen nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, sorry, this is a small request from me. I didn't expect Mr. Bai Jiade to complete it so perfectly. Oh, it's so perfect... I have already deposited the reward he deserves into his account. You can rest assured, oh, do you have time? Stay here for dinner. My chef is good, and my wine is also good."

Farent laughed a few times, "Well, Mr. Yi, I think, you understand why I came here, that one..."

Yi Chen nodded as if he suddenly realized: "Yes, that... well, that..." Yi Chen took out a small golden box from his body like magic, and opened the lid, revealing the huge diamond with flames. Yi Chen smiled and said, "Oh, it's this one, um? You said that as long as it is enough, so I took the liberty to invite it from its throne. Don't you mind?"

Farent looked at the "Mountain of Light" greedily and shook his head and said, "How could that be? Of course I don't mind, the buyer just wants it... God, what a brilliant diamond, it's completely different from the one in the photo, oh, it's so beautiful." He reached out to grab the small box.

Yi Chen quickly covered the lid and put the box into his pocket.

Farent was stunned, smiled, took out his phone number, and ordered the profits promised to Yi Chen into the account designated by Yi Chen. Yi Chen blinked his eyes and handed the box to Farent with a smile. Farent quickly took out the 'Mountain of Light', carefully held it in his palm and looked carefully for a long time, then sighed and said, "If you meet, you will be worthy of being a collection expert for art... Well, it's so beautiful."

Yi Chen diligently tried to keep Farent, and Farent said firmly, "Mr. Yi, this cooperation is very pleasant. You are so great. You actually got him... Oh, it's so wonderful. If you have the chance, I will come to you again... But I have to leave. Don't you think this thing is too hot? I'm going to meet the buyer right away. I can't hold it for too long. If you have the chance, I will attend your banquet."

Yi Chen smiled and nodded. Farent rushed out of the door in a waltzing step, and even forgot the cane he brought. He didn't want Yi Chen to send him away, and Yi Chen was so happy to ignore this etiquette.

Jester suddenly rushed in and said nervously: "Boss, come and see, a big incident."

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed him to the tea room where TV and other entertainment equipment were placed. Fei Li sat on the sofa in the center, holding her chin with her hands and was stunning. Seeing Yi Chen coming, she quickly moved her body.

Yi Chen sat down and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Jester said quickly: "Arthur died, his ten round table knights, five seriously injured, three intact, and two seriously injured. The Holy See sent someone to send the coffin back, watch, live broadcast, the British royal family and several great nobles went to pick up the plane."

Yi Chen exclaimed: "How is it possible? Although Ying seriously injured him, it is absolutely impossible to be fatal. Isn't Ying still fine now?"

Phil said in a deep voice: "Boss, it is said that some terrorists attacked their villa where they were recovering from and killed Arthur and the others."

Yi Chen frowned and said, "How is it possible that the TV station people are talking nonsense. Unless it is the people we bought, other killer organizations will not be interested in the Holy See. The targets we bought are those archbishops in the clothes, but they did not ask anyone to kill Arthur."

Skye said thoughtfully: "Is it our people who rushed into the Vatican? To kill Arthur? It's impossible. The holy power that the Vatican has gathered over the years is enough to make our people unable to use any strength in it. Well, strange, who killed Arthur?"

On the TV, the special plane from Rome landed. Galanti walked down with four holy knights with a sad look, followed by more than a dozen referees.

Yi Chen watched the show for a long time, shook his head and said, "No, no, there is a ghost. If Arthur dies, why can't I feel that the Stone Sword appears at the London Airport?" Just a moment ago, Yi Chen's divine thoughts had already detected the airport, but he did not find the energy fluctuations that Yi Chen had already been familiar with in the Stone Sword, and even the energy aura of Arthur's armor was not.

Jester smiled sinisterly: "I understand, the people in the Holy See are killing money."

Jester was originally talking about it fun, but Yi Chen clapped his hands suddenly: "Yes, Arthur has been deposed. For the Holy See, it is useless to ask him. Now the people in the Holy See need to deal with Chinese monks, so they need to strengthen their strength as much as possible... Well, yes, it is the people in the Holy See who killed Arthur. Otherwise, why would they place Arthur outside the Vatican? If it were in the Vatican, I'm afraid no one could kill him?"

Phil frowned: "But aren't they afraid of a stalemate with the British royal family?"

Yi Chen shrugged: "So what? They can find hundreds of reasons to answer questions from the British royal family, such as the terrorists snatched the sword from the stone, etc., etc. Oh, it's so interesting. Mr. Skye, maybe the Holy See will also tell the British royal family that it was the people of the Dark Controversy who killed Arthur and the others."

Skye and the others laughed for a while and said indifferently: "We are all used to taking the blame... Boss, are there only a few of them coming to the UK to send corpses?"

Yi Chen said coldly: "Isn't that better? I'm just looking for a few more advanced opponents to try my own strength."

Jester immediately became impulsive: "Boss, I'll go with you."

Yi Chen shook his head: "No, no, you just want to show me the situation on the periphery... Maybe I can kill Galanti, maybe I want to escape, then it will be the time for you to raid. Oh, what a wonderful result. If we really kill Galanti, the great people in the Holy See will be sad, right?"

Jester smiled sinisterly: "Boss, let's kill it together with the four Holy Knights."

Yi Chen shook his head: "No, it's very difficult. Don't forget that there are so many referees present. Skye, can you deal with a referee now?"

Skye honestly said: "It will be very difficult."

Yi Chen smiled: "Then, I'll set out alone. You guys watch the battle from a distance, well, maybe... Kane, prepare some powerful sniper rifles. If I fail, you can use these things to support me."

Feili hugged Yi Chen with one hand and said relentlessly: "Are you going to deal with that Galanti alone? It's too dangerous."

Yi Chen shook his head and didn't say anything. If Tian Xinzi could deal with the Pope, then it would not be a big problem to deal with Galanti by himself, right? Well, in terms of the strength of the Holy See, Galanti is also under the referee's commander, and his power ranks third.

Seeing that Yi Chen had made up his mind, everyone, including Fei Li, dared not speak. Phil and the others were used to Yi Chen's authority, while Sky and the others had just received a lot of money. How dare they express their opinions on Yi Chen's resolution?

Galanti and the others habitually moved into a cathedral. Of course, they didn't have to worry about their enjoyment. The British royal family sent them a lot of extravagant wine and meat to their friends, which was enough to satisfy them. Galanti was not a monk like Troy, and still had his own pursuit of exquisite food.

The group sat upright at the dining table, making prayers before the meal, and a clear voice came into Galanti's ears: "Oh, my dear Mr. Galanti, come on, come on, and compete with me... Don't worry, I swear in the name of God that I will have a one-on-one duel with you. If you are afraid, come out with those damn Holy Knights, or are you willing to show me the demeanor of the first deputy referee of the referee?"

Galanti's eyes suddenly widened, and he secretly looked at the Holy Knight who was praying and the dozen referees under his subordinates, and his heart was rumbling: "Who is it? Why didn't they hear this person's voice? What kind of magic is this? Well...is it... damn it? Is anyone unwilling to accept that I occupy a high position? Do you want to wipe my glory while I came to London? Humph, I want to see who it is."

As soon as Galanti lifted his butt, he immediately sat back, and cold sweat on his forehead suddenly oozed out: "Strange, strange, why did I suddenly have such a strange thought... Damn, if it was the trap set by the villains of the Dark Controversy Group... God, why am I so impulsive? Well, is it the devil who seduced me? Praise God, I flatter you and dispel all evil."

Galanti had been in trouble in her heart for a long time, calmed down, and in a deep voice: "There is an enemy... don't move. Listen to me, I will go out to compete with that person first. If three minutes later and I haven't come back yet, you can go to me immediately following my breath, do you understand?"

A sacred knight stopped him: "Master Galanti, you are too dangerous alone. What if they were a large number of people?"

Galanti smiled conceitably: "Are there a large number of people? Dear, will I not retreat? I am afraid that no one on this earth can kill me in three minutes, right? Of course, it means our enemies... Of course, it is necessary to be cautious. You should follow me, but don't let others see it, okay?"

Everyone nodded silently, ignored the gorgeous food on the table, and followed Galanti.

Yi Chen's voice transmission came to Galanti's ears again: "Oh, dear Mr. Galanti, you are such a coward, but since they have all come out, then come to the western suburbs of London, here is the ruins of St. Paul's Cathedral. I think you must be familiar with this place." Yi Chen sighed in his heart. He still couldn't use the "mind confusion technique" taught by the old Lama well, otherwise Galanti would go out alone.

Galanti was extremely angry, but he was also shocked. Before he could walk out of the church, how did that person know that everyone was out? Did he look at the tall vault of the church, and it was strange. Is there a camera here? Impossible? How did they know that they would come?

Yi Chen stood on the roof of the building opposite the church, watching Galanti and the others get into the taxi, immediately rose up with their swords, and a silver light headed towards the ruins of St. Paul's Cathedral. Although British public opinion has been asking for repairs last time, it seems that few people responded, so it is left unresolved. Now it has become a good place for duels.

Yi Chen felt a small earth bun further west, and Phil and the others had already ambushed. More than 5,000 meters above, Skye and the others were crazily absorbing star power, and the dark energy in their bodies was rushing like a rising tide, becoming more and more powerful.

After waiting for a while, five taxis arrived. Galanti and the others got out of the car and sent the drivers away. He left his entourage and others in place and walked slowly over. The four Holy Knights and fifteen referees were eyeing each other three hundred meters away.

Looking at Yi Chen, who was flashing with silver clouds on his head and face, Galanti was stunned and frowned and asked, "If you want to challenge me, why should you hide your head and face again?"

Yi Chen laughed in a harmonious voice: "Don't you understand? I'm afraid of the revenge of the Holy See... It's best not to let you see my true face. If I can't kill you today, I will face the crazy pursuit of the Holy See in the future. Why would I reveal my face?" Yi Chen raised his hand proudly, and a thin layer of silver cloud flashed on his hands, which looked very strange.

Galanti looked at Yi Chen carefully in confusion and said in a deep voice: "I have to say that your magic is very wonderful. You can control the energy so perfectly. Oh, it's so amazing... Do you know my identity?"

Yi Chen nodded slowly: "Mr. Galanti, the first deputy chief judge of the Inquisition, and the most trusted person, aren't he?"

Galanti smiled reservedly: "My favor is not just because I am an old subordinate of Lord Filot. I hope you can understand, okay?"

Yi Chen nodded: "Yes, you have the strength and scheming that matches this... Oh, Arthur was the one you killed, and the sword in the stone was also handed over to a new Sacred Knight, right?"

Galanti was shocked and asked anxiously: "What did you say? What are you?"

Just as he was stunned, Yi Chen let out a sinister laugh, his hands were clawed, and he rushed up with ten wisps of breeze. From Xingdian, the most vicious attack move of the "Tianxing Sect", the "Shen Shen Finger" finger force, swept towards Galanti with a feminine force.

Galanti suddenly felt a breeze blowing at the face, and was shocked. A holy light slashed out, and then a holy light enveloped his whole body, and his body quickly retreated. The holy light he slashed out touched Yi Chen's finger force, as if it had touched countless tiny black holes. After a few turns, it was torn apart, and white light floated in the air.

Galanti was so scared. If he didn't react, if he was still in place and if he didn't use the holy light to protect himself, wouldn't he have been torn apart? What kind of weird move is this?

But before he could react, Yi Chen had already pounced on his head like a big bird, and a strong wind came out from his fists and hit Galanti's head.

Galanti cursed in her heart: "I haven't fought with others for many years, and I'm not familiar with the moves. Damn it, why should I fight like this? Can't I honestly compare magic with me? God, with your infinite power." A hazy light column enveloped Galanti, and then a dazzling "Holy Light Cross Sword" slashed at Yi Chen.

With the bang, the fist wind emitted by Yi Chen was shattered, and Galanti's Holy Light Sword still had the strength to slash directly at Yi Chen's chest, and it ended up directly piercing Yi Chen's chest and shooting out into the sky from afar.

Galanti was stunned. Could it be that this strange enemy was killed by himself? Could it be...

The broken body in the air gradually disappeared, and Yi Chen's voice came from the top of Galanti's head like thunder: "Okay, the warm-up is over, let's start a serious duel."

Galanti woke up and realized that what he had just dug through was just the afterimage of Yi Chen. He looked up and saw thousands of starlight, as if the whole Milky Way poured into the world, slowly spilling down.

The "Flying Star Sword" that Yi Chen flew out completely exerted their power. It was no longer the two silver rainbows of the past, but was like countless starlights, covering Galanti endlessly.

The seven "Tissots" that Yi Chen continued to fly out of his hand turned into seven subtle green lights, and the sound was not heard at all.

Galanti suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground. A white lightsaber purely composed of holy power appeared in his hand. He crossed his sword in his chest and began his pre-war prayer that he had not made in many years. White light fog emanated from him, and a trace of white light slowly shone on him in the sky.

Galanti's face was extremely sacred. He slowly raised his head, and a pair of flashing eyes stared at Yi Chen tightly. Then the lightsaber slowly raised it to the sky. The starlight waterfall transformed by the "Flying Star Sword" had reached his head, and a huge pressure had caused deep cracks to appear on the land around his body.
Chapter completed!