Sensing this scene, the Gu clan masters and Qisehua people around them appeared beside Ye Han and others like lightning. Shen Ting, depending on the situation, is going to have a duel with them here.
Ye Han protected Huofeng and Wuying behind him, and looked at the Pope with a crazy murderous intent on his face. At this moment, not only the Pope, but also twenty cardinals and four divine punishment elders,
There is a frightening killing intent spreading endlessly from their bodies.
If the hostage exchange is successful, how can they really let Ye Han and others leave here safely? If this is the case, Shenting will once again become a laughing stock in the Western world.
"Old guy, you are already old, and you still want to take action. You really think that you are about to be buried, and your life is worthless, right?" The madman strolled forward and stood in front of Ye Han and others, squinting his eyes.
Seeing the Pope with a murderous look on his face at this moment, the madman was very afraid of this old man because he was not absolutely sure of defeating him.
"I haven't been active for many years. Today I want to stretch my muscles. Madman, in the Western world, you are not really naive to think that this Pope will let you leave safely, right?" The Pope sneered, and the scepter in his palm slowly eased.
Slowly lifted up, the madman and Ye Han, father and son, the Pope would not let them leave alive. The damage and impact these two people had caused to the Divine Court was too great. If they were not killed, it would not be enough to restore the Majesty of the Divine Court in the Western world.
"Old guy, I have never thought about it this way. I know very well what kind of person you are." Facing the Pope, the madman was afraid of him, but there was still an arrogant look on his face, and he said, "But,
Do you really think you are sure to keep the rest of us today? Old guy, don’t think too much about everything, because there are people you don’t want to face in this world.”
"Really? I don't know which one it is? King Asura of Indu? God of Arrow of Atlantis? Amaterasu of Japan?" the Pope said indifferently.
"Haha, old guy, you seem to have said a few things less. It seems that you have a deep prejudice against me, the Chinese." The madman grinned. It is undeniable that the people the Pope mentioned are the top beings in the world, but in
Are there no more powerful people in this world than these people?
At least, in China, there is someone to look up to. Even a madman or a slovenly old man can only look up to that person, even though that person is rarely born.
"It seems they are from China. However, no matter who is here, you will not be able to leave alive today." He grasped the Pope's scepter tightly again. He has never had any good impressions of people from this country, because
He hated the Chinese and all Chinese were heretics in his eyes.
The Pope strolled out with his scepter in hand, his eyes as cold as ice. His target was directly the madman. Here, only madmen are qualified to fight with him, and no one else is worthy.
Following the Pope's actions, four divine punishment elders and twenty cardinals also strolled out. A torrential evil aura enveloped the world, and an extremely oppressive aura filled the air.
Seeing this, Ye Han and others' eyes were cold and sharp, and the aura in their bodies was released. The masters of the Gu clan looked at each other with twenty cardinals, while the rest of them all stared at the four divine punishment elders.
This scene attracted secret tourists in the park. These tourists came from major Western powers. People in the Western world were very concerned about the Pope, a top expert, going to California in person.
"It seems that there will really be fighters here today!" The people behind the scenes looked excited. The Pope is a top master. There are very few people in the Western world who have actually seen him take action. But now they have the opportunity to see the Pope.
Once there is a confrontation with a madman, it will definitely be an earth-shattering showdown that will shock the Western world.
The madman narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at the pope who was walking towards him. His right hand was already on the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword. He was a madman and dared to say in front of the people of the world that in the world, I am like this for the monarch.
If he is so heroic, how can he really be afraid of the Pope? Even if he is defeated, he will still dare to draw his sword and gallop through the world.
However, just as the war was about to begin, at the critical moment, a slightly cynical voice sounded from behind Ye Han and others: "Old friend, we have come to the West, and we are also guests after all. You treat the guest as the master.
It seems too ungentlemanly."
With the sound of this voice, the eyes of the whole world suddenly looked behind Ye Han and others. Under the attention of the eyes, at the place where the eyes met, a shabby old Taoist drank strong wine, as if
An ordinary person walked over slowly.
"Who is this old guy?" Secretly, no one knew this slovenly old Taoist. However, the faces of the Holy Court, the Pope and others suddenly changed at this moment. The appearance of this old Taoist made them who were originally murderous
The breath on his body immediately weakened.
Because the masters of Shenting all know that they are not qualified to release their murderous intent in front of this Taoist. Only the Pope has this qualification. The sloppy Taoist Xiao Qingshan is a name that is almost forgotten by the Western cultivation world. Looking back on that year
, what a high-spirited person this person is.
Back then, during the battle in the Vatican, this Taoist single-handedly severely wounded the Pope. Under the siege of many masters from the Divine Court, he fought his way out and left safely, which became a taboo in the Western cultivation world. Now, this
The water chestnut on the Taoist's face has been smoothed away, but those who have experienced that period cannot forget the battle that shocked the world!
This is also the reason why the current Pope hates the Chinese people so much. He will never forget that Taoist in his life.
Now, seeing this Taoist again, the Pope's face was as cold as a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice. That coldness caused the temperature in the world to drop suddenly, making the people around him feel cold all over. The Pope was extremely cold.
He never expected that here today, he would meet his most hated opponent.
"Sixty years! Xiao Qingshan, I thought you had gone to see God, but I didn't expect you were still alive." The pope's voice was bone-chilling, with murderous intent.
Hearing this, the sloppy old Taoist took a sip of wine and said with a smile, "I have lived enough in this old life, but Prince Hell just won't take it away. Old friend, you and I have also lost a lot of money. See you today, it seems.
It’s God’s arrangement. I don’t think we’ll use force on this great day. How about I take these little guys back to the East?”
"Hmph, God arranged for you and me to meet again to give this Pope a chance to avenge his shame. Xiao Qingshan, if you want to take them away, you have to ask me if the scepter in my hand will agree." The Pope snorted coldly,