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"What are you anxious about?"

"Isn't that still me? You just hold the master for me!! The old voice said dissatisfied.

Samon's expression became extremely strange, didn't that senior become almost transparent under the Pope's attack just now? Recovered so quickly??

it!

That's great!!

Listening to that senior's confident tone, this giant sword would definitely not be able to pose a threat to him!!

Soon, the giant sword had reached a height of more than twenty meters above Jiang Feng and Samon's heads, and it was only at such a close distance that the terrifying power contained in this giant sword could be truly felt, and a terrifying coercion made the sea water on both sides of the two people around them boil.

At this moment, Samon even felt that the abominable Pope was going to destroy the last remaining bit of land on this entire desert island!!

Depend on!

Do you want to fall into the sea too?

"Uhhh

At this moment, a gray air current suddenly drilled out from Jiang Feng's forehead and shot straight towards the giant sword that was falling in the air.

"Po~!"

There was no earth-shattering collision, and the gray air flow was like a small drop of extremely sticky glue, which was firmly attached to the tip of the giant sword the moment it touched it.

At this time, there was a mutation......

The seemingly indestructible incandescent greatsword seemed to have been attacked by the strongest corrosive liquid in the world, and the tip of the sword suddenly rose gray smoke and quickly dissolved at an extremely fast speed......

At this speed, the giant sword would be corroded by the gray air flow before it touched Jiang Feng.

But......

Samon also saw that the gray airflow was still slowly becoming dim, and perhaps the moment the greatsword melted away, the gray airflow would become almost transparent again.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the gray air flow disposes of the giant sword, the pillars of light of the 'Holy Photovoltaic Demon' and the light ball of the 'Holy Light Heart' that follow behind the giant sword will be immune to the master, and Samon is not worried about this.

"Damn!!"

"What kind of means is this? Can you even break my Holy Light Gyro Slash?? The Pope shouted violently, his face turning blue with anger.

Seeing the Pope like this, Samon felt relieved and laughed out loud, "Hahaha...... Your Excellency Edward XVI, I advise you not to waste your efforts, your attacks will not be effective against us at all!! ”

"Let's go, it will only be more embarrassing if we continue!!"

"Shut up!"

"You filthy creature of darkness, how can you call me by my name??" The Pope's eyes erupted into flames as he glared at Samon and cursed angrily.

"Cut ......"

Samon rolled his eyes and pursed his lips angrily, looking at the Pope with mockery in his eyes, and did not exchange words with the Pope again.

Now is a critical period after all, and Samon doesn't want to provoke the Pope too much, if this old thing really rushes up in a rage and throws his fist at the end of the dagger, then who can withstand it?

But don't think that the Pope can only light magic, a person of this level, who doesn't have a little hidden hole card?

Finally, when the giant sword completely disappeared, the almost transparent 'gray air current' re-entered Jiang Feng's mind.

This scene happened to be watched by the Pope.

"Hahaha......"

"You've run out of means, now it's up to you how you should die!!" The Pope said with a hideous expression.

As soon as the words fell, a series of attacks such as pillars of light and balls of light that followed the giant sword also fell.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A white light drowned Samon and Jiang Feng, Samon couldn't see anything at this moment, but he kept one thing in mind, that is, he had to hold his master no matter what......

The end was clearly preordained, and when the white light slowly dissipated, the two intact men were re-exposed to the Pope and Starks.

The Pope's lips trembled, and his mouth opened a few times without squeezing out a word......

"Poof—"

It's good now, but he didn't say it, but he squirted a mouthful of old blood, maybe he was angry......

"Damn it!"

"How can you resist so many of my attacks and still be unscathed??"

"No!"

"I don't believe it!!"

"Your soul has endured so many attacks against your soul, it is impossible for it to remain intact!!"

"It's okay, it's okay if you block my ten attacks! You can't stop me from hundreds of attacks!! ”

After saying that, the Pope raised the Holy Scepter again, and was about to start a new round of attacks, seeing that he would not give up if he did not kill Jiang Feng and Samon.

Starks stood aside with a bitter expression, in fact, the Pope has already lost, and people are sitting there and let you fight for a long time without any, what will happen if he attacks you??

He wanted to persuade the Pope to stop, but he didn't.

It is conceivable that if you say something that does not follow the Pope's wishes at this time, you will definitely be scolded by him, and it is even possible to be killed by him in a rage.

But......

Starks has a very bad premonition that if it drags on like this, something big may happen!!

"Your Excellency!"

"Wait a minute!!" Starks said stiffly.

"Uhhh

The Pope, who held the divine weight, turned his head sharply and glared at Starks with a blank gaze as if he was about to eat people.

Starks' face was a little ugly, he took a deep breath, plucked up his courage and said, "Your Excellency, my subordinates just noticed that when that kid received your Holy Light Swirl Slash, it was different from before!" ”

"I want to ......"

"Maybe the Holy Light Whirling Slash could be more targeted at his vital point!"

"You might be able to kill that kid with hundreds of different light spells, but why don't you use a few Holy Light Whirling Slashes first, maybe you can save a little of your strength?!"

"Humph!"

The Pope snorted coldly, as if he didn't appreciate it.

"The power of this seat is inexhaustible, do you need to worry about it here??"

Starks couldn't help but take two steps back, his heart was sad, he didn't expect the Pope to be so unkind!!

The Pope slowly turned his head, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he raised the divine weight and shouted, "Holy Light Whirling Slash!" Holy Light Whirling Slash! The Holy Light Whirling ......"

The Pope shouted ten whirling slashes of light in one breath, and it turned out that he finally took Starks' advice.

For a while, ten incandescent giant swords appeared in the sky, and these giant swords rose when they heard the wind, and after a while, they rose to a hundred zhang in length.

Samon glanced at the Pope disdainfully, then raised his head and looked at the giant swords in the sky disappretently, and shouted respectfully in his heart, "Senior, it seems that I will trouble you again......"

After a moment of silence, the old voice said, "Every time I make a shot, I must have ten minutes to recover......

"Huh?" Samon was stunned, and then his face changed drastically.

it!

What that senior meant......

He can't take these greatswords now??

Isn't that dangerous??

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(End of chapter)