The three of them were no match at all. They were knocked away with one punch by each one. They were clutching their chests and vomiting blood, and their faces turned pale.
The way they looked at Ning Fan ranged from contempt to solemnity to fear.
Unexpectedly, in this short period of time, the Thousand-Faced God has grown to this extent.
"I'll say it again now, where are my people?" Ning Fan put his hands behind his back.
One of the popes said: "Haha, Thousand-Faced God, you have indeed become very powerful, but that woman has now become a vampire. She will only harm the world while she is alive. She is long dead."
"If you don't say anything, then you can go die."
The battle between the Faceless Men and the Holy See has begun, and these people are the superficial fighting force of the Holy See.
But Ning Fan can't control so much now. If they don't hand over Situ Yanran, he will destroy this place today, even if he pays the price.
None of the three popes were willing to say anything. Just when Ning Fan was about to take action, a red-clothed archbishop came over tremblingly.
"Lord Thousand-faced God, please stop. We did not arrest your people. That woman was taken away by the werewolf tribe."
"Do you think I will believe what you say?" Ning Fan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The great leader in red said: "We don't dare. We are telling the truth. If you continue to struggle with us, you will also suffer losses and you will not be able to save the people you want to save."
There are indeed experts in the Holy See, and Ning Fan is really in a bit of trouble when he finally steps up.
So he had to weigh it. Now Situ Yanran was being targeted by people from three factions.
"We don't want to be your enemy, there is no need to lie to you."
Ning Fan said: "Take the three of them away. If there is any deception, I, the Faceless One, will start a war with the Holy See until death."
As everyone left, those in the Holy See were able to survive.
In a short period of time, Ning Fan had personally led a team to destroy three werewolf dens.
Only then did we learn that the werewolves were going to kill Situ Yanran at seven o'clock tonight on a full moon night.
There was no time now. When Ning Fan and others arrived at the foot of the mountain, the activities above had already begun.
The werewolf clan above has a werewolf who is beyond the imperial level, and he smells the scent of humans.
The pair of cold pupils looked down and quickly locked onto Ning Fan.
Because he had already known about today's big news, the Thousand Faced God was coming to take away the girl who had turned into a vampire, so he, a strong man who had surpassed the emperor level, appeared here.
Situ Yanran fell into a coma and lay peacefully on a high platform. There were matches underneath, which could be poured with gasoline and burned alive.
The strong man from the werewolf clan decisively targeted Ning Fan and said coldly: "Your Majesty the Thousand-faced God, why do you have to be an enemy of our werewolf clan for the sake of a woman?"
"Stop talking nonsense, either let my people go, or I'll blow your head off."
"Then there's no need to discuss it."
After saying that, the werewolf quickly transformed into a standing wolf.
Those hairs are like violent gray iron needles, the powerful body and limbs, and the nails on the palms are even more terrifying.
Ning Fan immediately evolved the Seventh Tiangang Fist, and the terrifying fist pressure came down, covering the two of them.
"Your Majesty the Thousand-Faced God, I hope you can live to see the sun tomorrow."
"Roar!"
The werewolf launched the attack decisively, both in strength and speed, which were several levels higher than those of the emperor-level warriors.
The battle between the two started immediately. If Ning Fan had not understood the seventh punch of Tiangang Fist, he would not be sure that he could fight against an emperor-level powerhouse.