Seeing this scene, Morol sneered twice. Although the Pope did not say it explicitly, he opened the barrier and made it clear that he tacitly agreed to teach this brat a lesson.
"You brat, I'm not that good-for-nothing like Arnold. You'd better listen to the Pope, otherwise... humph..."
Looking at Morol in front of him and the barriers erected around him, Ye Fan's face turned cold.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."
Ye Fan said coldly.
"You brat, you are just an Eastern monk. The Pope is so generous that he is willing to let go of you. Don't you shed tears until you see the coffin."
Morol stopped talking nonsense with him, put his hands on his chest, and recited the incantation silently.
As he cast the spell in his mouth, a huge angel silhouette appeared behind him.
The angel's shadow was holding a golden giant sword, and following Morol's movements, he slashed at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan looked at the giant sword that was about to fall and sneered.
"I thought you were so capable."
As the shadow appeared, the name of the move appeared in front of Ye Fan's eyes.
angel sword
It is generally practiced by monks of the Western Holy See. It uses sacred power as a medium to summon angel shadows, and uses the giant sword in the angel's hand as its own weapon to attack the enemy. Because of its sacred power, its power can be doubled when fighting against demons.
Ye Fan looked at the introduction of the moves in front of him.
"Whether you have divine power or demonic power, you are all rubbish in the face of absolute strength!"
The power of the Black Emperor burst out from Ye Fan's body, ejecting Morol out, and the angel's shadow behind Morol also turned into starlight.
"boom!"
The power of the Black Emperor directly cracked the barrier built by the Pope.
Seeing this crack, the Pope's expression changed.
This young Eastern monk was stronger than he imagined.
As Ye Fan punched down, the barrier was completely shattered into pieces.
Morol fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and fainted.
The other three cardinals looked at Morol's tragic situation with horrified expressions on their faces. This Eastern monk was much more powerful than they imagined.
Especially for Arnold, this was the second time he saw Ye Fan's strength. At this time, his mood could no longer be described with other words except shock and surprise.
"Young man, don't be too arrogant, let me meet you."
The Pope looked at Ye Fan in front of him with a bad look on his face.
Ye Fan snorted coldly.
"Then come on!"
Another barrier surrounded the two people. This barrier was obviously much stronger than the one just now, and it was completely different.
"Young man, I'll give you another chance."
"No need, no matter how many times you give me a chance, my choice will always be the same."
"Don't be ungrateful."
The strength of the Pope is indeed not comparable to that of the Cardinal.
I saw him reciting the mantra silently.
A four-winged angel slowly descended upon his call.
"Holy angel, please teach this disrespectful person in front of you a lesson..."
In the Pope's whisper, the four-winged angel rushed towards Ye Fan.
This time, the name of the move did not appear in Ye Fan's eyes, only the four characters "Four-Winged Angel" appeared above the head of the four-winged angel that rushed over.
As expected of the Pope, he was able to summon real angels. This is simply unbelievable!
