The dick of the seven demons in Wuxia, a white-faced scholar, shook the silk folding fan in his hand, nodded with a smile, and raised a green cloud to come towards him.

Jin Xingzi's murderous aura still did not dissipate. He casually carried the huge iron stick on his shoulders, looking at the pope with golden light in his eyes, and shouting: "Damn it, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come?" His giant stick suddenly pointed at the sky, and the golden light shone everywhere. He roared: "Cowardly bandits, dare to invade my territory, come, fight me."

Venus was suspended in the air, and its golden light flashed all over, making the Pope and the others look at each other and couldn't speak. There are people who are better than Venus, but how are these pampered bosses willing to take action? If you are accidentally knocked by this huge stick, can human bones be compared with metal?

Jin Xingzi shouted wildly: "Fuck your grandmother, damn, no one dares to fight me? Okay, if you don't come out, just a few fuckers will let me smash it and play with me." Jin Xingzi shook his big stick, golden light, and infinite stick shadows seemed to cover the entire world, smashing towards the team of low-level deacons in the referee. This monkey was a little crazy, but he was not stupid, and he was even extremely smart. He saw that there were only the weakest people in the Holy See, that is, they were the easiest to kill. If he could kill hundreds of him at a time, the morale of the enemy would be greatly lost. When the time came, the full fire would be great, and he would have great hope of winning.

The seven demons in Wuxia are as clear as they are. The organization that dares to challenge the entire Middle Earth monks is definitely a terrible enemy, so how to weaken the morale of the other party and how to reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness as much as possible is the most important thing.

Therefore, Qing Lingzi killed Paul to establish his authority, defeat John without killing, and pretended to give weapons, which was a relationship. Jin Xingzi's violent behavior was to make the people of the Holy See frightened, and everything was planned in advance. Otherwise, according to Qing Lingzi's wealth-keeping mistress, he would not be willing to give Jin Xingzi a single or two, so might he give John a magic weapon? And all the plans came from the second son of the seven demons in Wu Gorge, the white-faced scholar, the so-called "sweet-mouthed sword" guy.

As soon as Venus's stick was hit, he received a continuous heavy blow on his head. The white-faced scholar grabbed a stone and smashed it wildly, causing sparks to splash on his head. Then he threw away the huge rock, clapped his hands easily, and said with a smile: "Okay, the boss is talking, let you have a rest, the next game is mine."

The low-level deacons in the Holy See were clamoring to avoid Venus' attacks. Suddenly, Venus took back the stick and squeaked and chewed the peach back. Their ugly appearance was revealed, and they were ashamed, and they almost had the urge to commit suicide in front of the pope.

The Pope simply regarded it as not seeing the ugly virtues of his low-level subordinates. Anyway, the main force of the Holy See has never been them, and he doesn't care about life or death. He smiled and looked at the white-faced scholar with a graceful look on his face: "Who is your lord?"

The white-faced scholar smiled and bowed a long time, and said in a roar: "A friend comes from afar, isn't it...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no. third brother, what's the next sentence?"

Jin Xingzi suddenly turned around and roared: "Isn't it a pleasure? You read books every day, and you read books every day. More than two million books have been put in the back cave from ancient times to the present. What the hell have you read?"

The white-faced scholar purely thought that he had not heard the words of Jin Xingzi revealing his shortcomings, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, it's not a pleasant thing to have friends coming from afar. The guests came from afar and shining brightly in the Xia Peng. I wish I could take off my clogs to greet me to show my style of Mengchang. Ah, this... is ranked second among the seven friends of Wuxia, but this second is the second among the Tao Gaodelong, not the second among the battles and killings. I am a little older than all my brothers, so I ranked second in the second place, but this is the second place to compete with people, what is the danger of soldiers? The so-called life and death matters must be investigated..."

The pope's eyes were straightened, and he murmured at Izumiko, interrupting him with a little embarrassedly: "Sir, are we still going to continue according to the agreement just now..." The pope didn't want to fight these weird people so recklessly. It's better to understand their strength. Although he has lost two games now, he knows that the opponent cannot bear the full blown attack. After thoroughly figuring out the opponent's strength, he should see if there is still a big boss coming out and then make a decision. The pope was also surprised. It's been almost an hour since he was struggling, why are there so many more than a hundred people on the other side?

Izumoko was stunned for a moment, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, the elder's words, boy dares not to obey... No, no, no, no, this is a big grammatical problem. In the next year, there are 7,000 more time in the void this year, I dare to ask..."

The pope was shocked. He understood Izumiko's words. What are these monsters that have been in the seven thousand and five hundred years old? Philot and the pope looked at each other and grinned. The pope nodded slightly cautiously and said, "Hey, old man, I am only forty-seven years old this year. If we don't gossip, all disputes will be resolved by force?"

With a wave of Galanti's hand, Rolandis, the strongest among the many referees under him, flew out with a long sword that had been initially sanctified. The senior people of the Holy See are now holding a weapon blessed by the monks. Some combat-type clergy even have blessed armor, which greatly increased their strength. Only the small soldiers like John, who are still mass-produced by the steel factory, but they are also made of stainless steel.

Rolandis knelt down in front of the pope, accepted the prayers before the war with a firm expression, and then slowly flew towards Izumiko.

Izumoko flew back hundreds of meters, with a spring breeze smile on her handsome face, and she shook her head and said, "Spring is so bright... Oh, there is a little dark cloud, which was done by our boss. It's good to disperse later... Well, with such bright spring, you should take three or five virgins to go out to the caves and blessed land, so why bother to kill? The peace between heaven and earth is the most precious. When the war is together, the creatures are tragic. This heaven is furious, and there will be disasters... I am sure that this disaster must be counted on you, but we can't bear it."

Rolandis deliberately exposed the family emblem on a shield on his left hand, and looked proudly at Yunzi. It was a symbol of an ancient Italian aristocratic family that had existed during the Roman Caesar period. It is said that a certain ancestor of Rolandis once fought for the unification of Italy under Caesar's command. This was a glorious family.

But how did Izumoko know what was that colorful thing? He said to himself: "Look at you all have good faces and neat facial features, not a premature death. If we kill too many times, will God settle the score and all the sins will be ours? Alas, for the sake of our future, we will turn wars into... well for that thing, and then we will withdraw our troops."

The Pope frowned and shouted: "Rollandis, take action."

Rolandis didn't understand Chinese at first. After hearing the Pope's order, he immediately took a sword and slashed at Izumiko, a hundred meters away, pointing out Yunzi's neck artery. Rolandis secretly felt glad that the three companions in front were obviously not humans. He was finally lucky and had a man-like appearance. He must make contributions this time and win a good reputation for Galanti. At that time, his family and himself will be glorious.

Izumoko saw Rolandis rushing towards him with a sword, and slowly inserted the folding fan into her collar. Then she tidied up the sleeves of the Confucian robe, bowed to Rolandis, and bent her waist deeply ninety degrees.

Rolandis was so anxious that he quickly stopped his strength and took back his sword. He retaliated against the force and made his heart churn. He honestly clasped his fists at Izumoko, and his sword was heading towards the sky with both hands. Then he lowered his waist slightly and whispered: "Hey, according to the rules of the knight, we..."

Izumoko showed a treacherous smile, and a white shadow swept across her like a wind. She kicked Rolandis with all her strength, and hit Rolandis' chin with all her strength. She kicked Rolandis so big that she fell backwards and flew back more than fifty meters, hitting the ground heavily.

Rolandis was muttering to the rules before the battle between the knights, but he never thought that Izumiko was not a knight, he was a demon, and the most cunning one among dozens of adult demons in China. He felt a huge force spread throughout his body from his chin, and then a wonderful pain came from his tongue, and a stream of fresh blood suddenly poured into his throat. Countless beautiful little stars in front of him were flying everywhere. Then, a gentle moan came from the bottom of the back, which is commonly known as the buttocks. A loud noise of "swallowing" was probably some pieces of flesh had been left on the bumpy ground, right?

Rolandis got up dizzyly, opened his mouth and spit out a small piece of tongue. He was so angry that he was about to get angry. These shameless Chinese "people" (sorry, everyone understands that this is a Chinese demon), who dared to attack him in a sneak attack, completely disregarding the honor of his knight?

Rolandis roared wildly and was about to rush out to find Yunzi to settle the score, but he rubbed his eyes carefully. Yes, Izuki was standing in front of him with a sincere apology expression on his face. He was looking at him with a snow-white handkerchief on his face and looked at him with apologetic expression. He was relaxed all over, looking at him without any preparation at all.

Rolandis took the handkerchief carefully, Izumoko smiled, and took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the dust on Rolandis's face. Rolandis suddenly realized in his heart: "Oh, this guy thought I was going to take action, so he attacked me. This is a misunderstanding. Well, I have to compete with him later, but to be honest, his speed is amazing."

His thoughts ended here because when he did not lift the holy power to protect himself, Izumoko's palm, which contained thousands of years of hard work, hit his chest with a palm that hit him with comminuted fractures. His upper body was completely shaken into meat sauce, and his whole body was almost broken and flew out against the ground.

Izumoko was so cruel. At this moment, he was like a devil with a blue light flashing in his eyes. He sneered and quickly shot out one palm after another. After hitting Rolandis almost became an empty skin, he stopped gently.
Chapter completed!