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Chapter 1331 Blasphemy!

quick!

too fast!

From the moment the guard suddenly raised his sword to the moment Ye Fan flicked him away with one finger, it only took the blink of an eye.

Another blond guard saw his companion lying limp on the ground before he could react, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"This...how is this possible?!"

The blond guard felt as if someone had poured cold water on him, his spine was chilling, and his heart was filled with huge waves, and he was horrified.

He never expected that the seemingly inconspicuous Ye Fan would possess such terrifying strength, and that his companions would be vulnerable to Ye Fan.

"Not good! Enemy attack!"

The blond guard shouted at the top of his lungs while running towards the interior of the Papal Palace.

"puff!"

Ye Fan flicked his fingers slightly, and a burst of internal energy shot out from his fingers, hitting the blond guard's back. He fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan walked with his head held high and his chest high, and finally walked into the Pope's Palace.

However, the shouts made by the blond guard before he fainted resounded throughout the Papal Palace, and everyone inside also reacted.

“Kick, kick, kick, kick!!!”

There was a burst of rapid and noisy footsteps, like thousands of troops galloping.

Soon, hundreds of soldiers rushed out from inside the Papal Palace.

Wearing uniform silver armor, they have solemn expressions, calm momentum, and majestic power. They are like a torrent of steel, capable of crushing all enemies in front of them.

On the chests of their silver armors, there are also large red crosses painted on them, which are bright red and eye-catching, symbolizing their faith.

There is no doubt that this is the legendary Knights Templar, who are directly loyal to the Pope and have made great achievements in history.

Those who guard the Papal Palace are naturally the most powerful members among them!

Ye Fan looked at these hundreds of soldiers with a scrutinizing gaze, showing approval, and thought to himself:

As expected of the Templar Knights, every member has strength comparable to that of a Chinese martial arts master. They are an extremely powerful force in the world. And judging from their positions, they are obviously good at formations and combined attacks.

What's more important is that their eyes reveal firm belief. They are all devout people who have dedicated their souls to the supreme Father in Heaven and will never be swayed by external temptations.

This kind of knights can be called an invincible force and cannot be offended by some underground organization. Even the Qiankun Dragon Guard of the Xuanyuan Ji clan is far behind in comparison.

The thousand-year-old foundation of the Holy See is indeed extraordinary.



On the other side, when the soldiers saw Ye Fan, the "intruder", they all had strange expressions on their faces.

They never expected that the enemy would be an oriental boy with no hair on his head!

Suddenly, the first warrior walked out of the crowd. His armor was more luxurious than the others. In addition to the red cross on his chest, there was also a pure gold hexagram formation engraved on it, which was obviously made by everyone.

There are all kinds of skilled craftsmen in China, and there are alchemists in the West, and the armors, equipment, and weapons they create are no less impressive.

"I am the leader of the Knights Templar - Philip! Oriental boy, who are you? How dare you break into the Papal Palace without permission? Where are your accomplices?" Captain Philip shouted, his voice full of anger and hidden anger.

"I don't have any companions, I'm the only one!"

Ye Fan spoke calmly and stood with his hands behind his back, revealing the demeanor of a master.

"What?!"

Hearing this, Captain Philip looked surprised and looked at Mark as if he were looking at a madman.

You must know that the last time someone invaded the Papal Palace was more than 300 years ago. At that time, the powerful men of the European Dark Parliament were mobilized. The Knights Templar suffered heavy casualties. In the end, it was the Pope who took action to wipe out the enemy.

But now, Ye Fan was alone and broke into the Papal Palace alone.

He is either a complete madman or possesses terrifying powers beyond his years.

"Boy Dongfang, what do you want after you injured members of the Knights Templar and broke into the Papal Palace?" Captain Philip asked.

"I have said before that I want to borrow the Holy Grail!" Ye Fan explained.

"Bold! The Holy Grail is the supreme holy object of our Holy See. Even the red archbishop can't inspect it at will, how can you lend it out? Oriental boy, are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Captain Philip's body erupted with dazzling bright fighting spirit, soaring straight into the sky.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a solid pressure came to Ye Fan with a devastating force. The gravity around him seemed to have been increased dozens of times. The sound of sonic boom was heard in the air, and the ground was pressed down.

Cracked.

As the leader of the Knights Templar, Philip is at the top of the pyramid in the entire Holy See in terms of combat effectiveness.

Although the cultivation systems of the East and the West are different, his strength is not inferior to that of China's Heavenly Powers, and he has also practiced many unique secret techniques of the Holy Vatican.

Just the bright fighting spirit soaring into the sky brings great pressure to people and is the nemesis of all evil spirits.

However, under the pressure, Ye Fan remained calm and calm, without even frowning.

"I'm not here to cause trouble! But for some reasons, I have to borrow the Holy Grail. Of course, I don't borrow it for nothing. I can exchange it for something!"

As he spoke, Ye Fan thought, and the spiritual weapons stored in the Gourd of Heaven and Earth emerged one after another, floating in the air, colorful, shining, and exuding a mysterious aura.

These spiritual weapons were all snatched by Ye Fan from Ao Lie. In the previous battle at Kunlun Mountain, he self-destructed the spiritual weapons to break Ji Yuanhao's absolute defense, and there were still many left.

At this time, Ye Fan looked at Captain Philip and continued: "As long as you are willing to lend me the Holy Grail, not only can you get these magic weapons, but you can also make any requests, and I will satisfy them as much as possible!"

Ye Fan showed full sincerity. After all, he was not a robber who acted recklessly and would not rely on his own strength to be arrogant. Instead, he wanted to obtain the Holy Grail through "trade".

Just outside, he didn't go on a killing spree, he just knocked out two guards.



After hearing the conditions proposed by Ye Fan, Philip fell into deep thought.

I have to admit that the spiritual weapons floating around Ye Fan are very tempting, and even the dullest person can feel their power.

From a practical point of view, the Holy Grail is definitely not as good as the magic weapons in front of you.

However, the Holy Grail once contained the blood of Jesus and has irreplaceable symbolic significance for the Holy See.

If the Holy Grail is lost, believers all over the world may collapse, and he will become a sinner for the ages. Even if he commits suicide, he will not be able to apologize.

Thinking of this, Philip's eyes showed a firm look, he stared at Ye Fan, gritted his teeth and said: "Pagan, put away your magic weapon, don't even think about using these things to corrupt my faith! Even if you take out ten more

Even the treasures that are times or a hundred times cannot make me waver! Kneel down immediately, surrender, and wait for His Majesty the Pope's fate!"

"From your tone, there's nothing to talk about?"

Ye Fan's face changed, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said coldly: "Don't mention the Pope, even if you worship the god, I don't take it seriously!"

What Ye Fan said was just seeking truth from facts.

After all, he is a golden elixir cultivator, superior to the warriors on earth, and what he condenses is not an ordinary golden elixir, but an immortal golden elixir that can only be seen in ten thousand years.

In a sense, as long as Ye Fan shows some magical powers, in the eyes of ordinary people, he will be no different from a real god.

But when these words fell into the ears of everyone in the venue, they were nothing less than a bombshell and extremely disrespectful.

All members of the Knights Templar, including Captain Philip, were furious and stared at Ye Fan viciously.

If eyes can hurt, Ye Fan's body was completely covered with wounds.

"Heretics dare to blaspheme the gods. This is an unpardonable crime!"

"Let's all come together, arrest this heretic, and tie him to the stake!"

"That's right! Let him pay the price of blood for his sins!"

For a time, these Templar knights were so excited and murderous that they wanted to eat Ye Fan alive.

Captain Philip was obviously extremely angry. He pulled out the knight sword from his waist, pointed at Ye Fan from a distance, and gave orders:

"In the name of God the Father, Knights Templar, charge! Capture the enemy alive!"


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