The holy spear in Ye Feng's hand actually started to tremble.
Then, like a magnet, it seemed to be attracted by an invisible attraction.
Under the huge force, Ye Feng's hand couldn't help but move forward slightly.
Due to the suddenness of the incident, the gun in his left hand flew out of his hand and flew back into the opponent's hand.
The gun in his right hand was tightly suppressed by Ye Feng.
Even so, Ye Feng was also extremely surprised.
Not just losing the Holy Spear again.
He is also a saint from hell, resurrected from the dead once again, and refreshed his knowledge.
I can't help but wonder in my heart: Could it be that...even the power of the Holy Grail cannot destroy this person!?
"Oh - God!? No, no, no, all of this must be the work of Satan!?"
"Hell... the saint! He came back to life!"
"Stand up, the saints from hell stand up again!"
At this moment, the host suddenly came to his senses, and then he was extremely excited and announced loudly.
"Fight, continue!!!"
Before he finished speaking, the scene was in an uproar.
Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of cheers and howls.
Ninety-nine percent of the people at the scene were people from the Roman Empire. Although they were afraid of the hell saint in front of them, they still wanted to cheer for his resurrection.
After all, at this time, the Hell Saints were fighting for the Roman Empire.
It is better than letting an Easterner defeat the three giants in the Roman Arena and achieve the final victory.
"I knew... the saints of hell would not be killed so easily!"
"That's right, he is the incarnation of Satan. No - maybe Satan is his little brother!"
"How could a saint from hell who is not even afraid of God die at the hands of a mere oriental mortal!?"
The spectators in the stands, belatedly realized, started to react immediately.
"Ha ha!"
Caesar VII couldn't help but pump his fist in celebration and was extremely excited.
"He is worthy of being a saint from hell. As expected, he has an immortal body as rumored!"
"Hey, Ye Feng, let's see what you can do this time!"
The three giants of Rome were relieved one after another, and then everyone in the royal family also celebrated.
It is even necessary to withdraw the order, and there is no need to notify other countries for help.
The Roman Empire can handle this little trouble.
Just leave it all to the saints in hell.
But the most exciting people at the scene were the brothers and sisters of the Buddy family.
Vivian and her eldest brother Joseph hugged each other and cried with joy.
There is a feeling of surviving a disaster.
At this moment, the hell saint was holding one of the holy spears and felt that it was enough.
"Forgot to tell you."
"In addition to the holy spear, I... also possess the power of immortality!"
"You can't kill me!"
This reminded Ye Feng of the last time he took action against the Saint Killer.
He was killed again and again, and then the opponent was revived again and again.
These two people are probably the most difficult opponents Ye Feng has ever encountered in his life.
Immediately afterwards.
The Hell Saint once again raised his gun.
Although he only had one gun, he used it with the same momentum as an AK.
At the same time, Ye Feng also raised the gun in his hand.
And he thought about this in his mind: Even the power of the Holy Grail and the shooting of the Holy Spear cannot kill the opponent.
What if you inject the power of the Holy Grail into the Holy Spear bullets and shoot them out together!?
As soon as he thought of this, the other party had already fired.
Ye Feng followed closely and pulled the trigger.
but…….
The bullet seemed to be jammed, and the holy spear showed no response.
Ye Feng was startled.
It seems that because of the resurrection of the saint from hell, the holy spear is no longer under his control and use.
Immediately, along with the bullets came the death-like bass of the Hell Saints.
"You can kill me countless times, but as long as you miss once, I will win!"
