V4.Chapter 318

Only when we see it with our own eyes can we understand how shocking the sword of the strongest swordsman in the world is.

The square of the military parade in Leiji city is very wide. In the area of several kilometers, it is as dense as the broken rain of grains, which is quietly and strangely suspended in the air. The sword is intended to extend out of the broken rain and elongate the crystals one by one. The lights in the square reflect colorful light in the suspended grains, and the whole square becomes hazy and fuzzy, One by one, the soldiers of the snow dance Legion were stiff and looked like dead things.

The area near the parade square has been completely cordoned off.

The military of Ulan has sealed off two blocks around the square. On the steps around the square, Li Tianlan quietly looks at the nearest soldier of the snow dance Corps in front of a confused and dangerous light.

Halo is spreading, raindrops are breaking, sword Qi is extending, and danger is spreading.

The soldiers of the snow dance Legion in the line of sight are very close to him, but everything in front of him becomes extremely fuzzy. Vaguely, Li Tianlan can see the other party's eyes moving hard. Obviously, this sword imprisons his body, but it can't imprison his thinking.

Li Tianlan's palm moved and then fell silent.

"How's it going?"

Li Huacheng stood beside Li Tianlan and asked in a gloomy voice.

His expression was solemn, but his eyes were cold.

When he received the news here, Li Huacheng was still immersed in the joy of signing a contract with Ulan. As a result, tens of thousands of elite members of the snow dance corps were imprisoned by one sword, and the one who shot them was the sword emperor of Zhongzhou. How can such news be blocked? Now I'm afraid that the whole world knows the news of the sword emperor Wang Tianzong's attack on the snow dance Corps. Such behavior is tantamount to stepping on Li Huacheng's bottom line. No matter how you look at it, Wang Tianzong has done it.

Li Tianlan shook his head and said calmly, "there is no way."

In Eastern Europe, he seldom can do anything, but he really has no way to face Wang Tianzong's sword.

His sword is perfect, but he doesn't have enough sword Qi to support him. Even if there is still an invincible person at the peak, and his martial arts are of the same origin as him, he also intended to lend his sword Qi to him, and Li Tianlan can't break this sword.

Wang Tianzong, who wielded this sword, is quite different from Wang Tianzong on the night of judgment day. It can be said that it is a different level. Now this sword is here. Unless Wang Tianzong intends to withdraw the sword Qi, or wait for the sword Qi to disappear, no one can do anything about it in the whole dark world.

Li Huacheng turns around slowly and looks at the light screen with different colors in front of him. The blurred figures of countless snow dance legions are constantly shaking in the light screen. I don't know if it is an illusion. Li Huacheng can clearly feel their struggle in silence and rigidity.

A wave of anger rushed to his head.

Li Huacheng took a deep breath and suddenly opened his mouth. His loud voice rushed directly through the broken rain curtain.

"Wang Tianzong! Come out

The broken rain curtain vibrated slightly.

A drop of rain stretched by the sword Qi slowly fell.

In the light footsteps, Wang Tianzong's figure seems to come out in the rain.

He looked at Li Huacheng and Li Tianlan, but he didn't speak.

Li Tianlan did not speak.

There was no Wang Tianzong in front of him. The so-called image was just a sword Qi, just very real.

"Tianzong, what's the matter?"

Li Huacheng narrowed his eyes and his voice became more and more gloomy.

"They need to stay here for a few days."

Wang Tianzong's tone is calm. He looks directly at Li Huacheng's eyes without any concession.

"Why?"

"No reason."

Li Huacheng's eyes almost narrowed into a line.

"No reason?"

He nodded, the whole person suddenly angry: "no reason, why do you keep them here? Do you know that these are the most elite and meritorious legions in Zhongzhou? What do you want to do, Wang Tianzong? Beihai Province, or China's province, have you considered their position in doing so? "

Wang Tianzong's eyes gradually become cold.

He nodded his head and said: "I did this because my position has not changed. Mr. President, you are right. They are the most Elite Corps in Central Asia. As a Chinese, I have the obligation to protect them. This is the last battle, and such a battle should not be sacrificed in vain. I left them here for the survival of the whole snow dance Corps. "

"The last battle?"

Li Huacheng stagnated slightly and said in a low voice, "what do you mean?"

Wang Tianzong didn't answer. He took a silent look at Li Tianlan and said with profound meaning: "robbed mormans."

Li Tianlan's face suddenly changed.

At the same time, his mobile phone rings suddenly.

Li Tianlan takes out his mobile phone. It's situ cangyue's phone.

Pale lightning passed through the night of Reggie.

Li Tianlan got through.

In the turbulent wind and rain, in the rainy season of Eastern Europe, an unprecedented thunder suddenly vibrates between the heaven and the earth.

In the flash of lightning and thunder, Li Tianlan's face with a mobile phone suddenly turned to iron blue.

The thunder faded away.

The heavy rain was pouring down.

As the rainy season was about to pass, a frenzied heavy rain swept across Eastern Europe.

Lightning raged in the air.

Li Tianlan quietly put down the phone.

Wang Tianzong's image of sword Qi has disappeared.

Li Tianlan looked at Wang Tianzong's direction across the square and was silent for a long time.

In the room with the lights on, Wang Tianzong, who was dressed in a Hanfu robe and big sleeves, was also looking at Li Tianlan's direction with a brush in his hand.

He looked at Li Tianlan, narrowed his eyes, watched him silent, watched him turn and leave.

"Where are you going?"

Li Huacheng's voice rang.

Li Tianlan did not look back, calm way: "Moll Mans."

Wang Tianzong laughed.

At this moment, he did not know whether Li Tianlan understood, but he already understood.

These are not his plans. Standing at his present height, he does not need any plans.

Li Tianlan is really tough, but as long as he wants to, he can solve it in the simplest way.

When the snow dance Legion was imprisoned here.

Nuo Da's Eastern Europe, Reggie City, Ulan.

Where is the Young Marshal?

In the end, Li Tianlan is just Li Tianlan.

That's it.

......

Over the manor of mormans, the wind and rain rose abruptly.

The polar night is deepening.

Inside and outside the manor, the hazy fog seemed to break free from the shackles and began to diffuse in every corner.

The white fog, which represents the strong vitality, flows slowly and lingers among the flowers and leaves in the manor. It looks beautiful and mysterious.

The deep black and white fog of the polar night intertwined slowly.

Lin Fengting walks silently in the garden, looking at the plants and trees in front of him. His action is very slow, and his eyes are focused on every flower in his sight. Such a serious attitude gives people the feeling that he is not watching at all, but looking for something.

The old voice rang behind him, a little confused: "what are you doing, sir?"

Behind Lin Fengting, xuanzi, the 13th heavenly king of reincarnation palace, code named Tianji, holds an umbrella and looks puzzled.

At the beginning, he linked Li Tianlan's dragon vein with Qin Weibai's, and the vitality of both sides was closely linked. Now it's time for him to come and have a look, but he didn't know what Lin Fengting was looking for here.

Lin Fengting walked slowly, as if he didn't hear xuanzi's voice.

Xuanzi hesitated and followed Lin Fengting with an umbrella. He carefully observed the white fog around him.

Frantic raindrops crackled on the dark surface of the umbrella.

Flowers and plants shaking, thunder and lightning, wind roaring, rain falling, a noisy.

In a trance, Lin Fengting sounded in a very low voice, with trance and unreal: "master, do you think there will be two identical flowers in such a big garden?"

Xuanzi was stunned for a moment.

There won't be exactly the same two leaves, two flowers, two people.

He took a look at Lin Fengting and said with a smile, "maybe there will be something similar."

"No

Lin Fengting's voice is a little persistent: "I mean, it's exactly the same."

"How could it be?"

Xuanzi shook his head with a smile.

"I thought it was impossible before, but why not?"

Lin Fengting muttered to himself and shook his head.

Xuanzi suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. His eyes condensed and he looked at Lin Fengting: "what does Mr. mean?"

"It's not interesting."

Lin Fengting shook his head: "these..."

He pointed to the vast fog in front of him and said, "who have you given such a thick atmosphere and vitality?"

"To the boss, of course."

Xuanzi's tone was indifferent.

Lin Fengting laughed, his smile complex and absurd: "who is your boss?"

Xuanzi looked at him more absurdly, he asked: "in addition to Qin Weibai, who can it be?"

"Yes."

Lin Fengting whispered: "in addition to Qin Weibai, who else can it be?"

In the wind and rain, he laughed bitterly: "but the question is, who is Qin Weibai?"

......

In the dark church, in the nearly solidified atmosphere, blood is still flowing.

The smell of blood seems to have a strange fragrance, representing the smell of sin and desire. I don't know when it has gone away.

The Pope who was going to leave came back step by step.

Angel looked at him, quiet eyes like ice and snow.

"What is Protestantism?"

The Pope looked angel in the eye and asked seriously.

"You don't know Protestantism?"

Angel tilted her head and looked at the Pope, her voice hoarse and strangely emotional.

The pope said nothing.

Of course, he knows that Protestantism, in the traditional sense, is also a religious sect that believes in God. In the eyes of ordinary people, there is no difference between the Holy See, the Eastern Church and Protestantism. But because of different interpretations of the same belief, they are strangers to each other, and even regard each other as heretics.

The Vatican is powerful, occupying eastern Europe and spreading all over the world.

Eastern religion is firmly rooted in Eastern Europe.

Protestantism is a rising force in recent years. It has no clear Parish, scattered personnel and insufficient information. It is mainly distributed in Southeast Asia. This kind of religious sect without information is not worthy of the attention of the Holy See, but Protestantism is a real force with a large number of people. Moreover, in the chaotic region of Southeast Asia, it is very easy to cultivate crazy believers. Therefore, Protestantism has developed rapidly in recent years, Vaguely, it has become the third force outside the Vatican and the Eastern Church.

But at this moment, the Pope is not sure if angel's Protestantism is the one she knows.

"You joined the Protestant church?"

The Pope's voice suddenly became extremely cold.

"I didn't join the Protestant church."

Angel's voice became more difficult: "I said that before today, I have a clear conscience to the Holy See."

The Pope looked at Angel coldly and did not speak.

"I did not join, but it does not mean that I have no contact with Protestantism. I am a saint of the Holy See. Protestantism develops very fast. I hope to absorb Protestantism, let Protestantism accept our ideas, and then become our new parish."

"You met the Protestant Pope?"

Asked the Pope suddenly.

"No

Angel shook her head. "I didn't see the Pope."

She laughed: "but I met the Protestant virgin, the virgin above the Pope."

She said quietly, but the Pope's body suddenly became extremely cold.

......

Strong wind and heavy rain.

Angel's talk with the Pope came to an end.

It was the end of his conversation with his mysterious majesty.

The end was silence.

Listen to what happened to angel, your majesty didn't speak for a long time.

He waited quietly, but the longer he was, the more he felt something wrong.

"You mean that arisis has a lot of confidants for angel?"

"Sixteen, to be exact."

Murade said seriously.

"That is to say, angel had sixteen men overnight?"

His Majesty's voice was cold, and then he sneered, "do you think it's possible?"

Mullaide thought seriously about the situation.

Standing in his position, the holy judge insulted the holy lady of the Holy See. He wanted to see such a hot scene, so he paid special attention to it. He recalled it carefully and confirmed again: "that's the truth."

"Bullshit!"

Your majesty suddenly scolded angrily: "with angel's character, purity is her bottom line. She has nothing but robbery in her heart. Tell me, under what circumstances will she let more than ten men insult her?"

Murade was silent for a moment, and said tentatively, "without resistance."

His Majesty was not amused by his cold humor. He thought slowly and said slowly: "angel can't even have room to resist. It's something wrong and impossible..."

His voice was silent for a moment, and he suddenly asked, "how many times has angel been in contact with reincarnation palace?"

"Once, as far as I know, in the holy land."

"I saw Qin Weibai and Lin Fengting that night, and angel was there," said Murray

Your majesty said, "did Lin Fengting sword you that night?"

"Yes."

Murade nodded.

"You're all right?"

His Majesty's voice grew darker.

"Yes."

Murade nodded: "Lin Fengting is just like this. Although his sword is strong, it's very slow."

"It's too slow!"

"Your Majesty's voice suddenly raised:" slow to you do not know how many things you missed

He breathed a few breaths, cold channel“ Don't you notice the time when it's over? How long did Lin Fengting use that sword? ten minutes? Or half an hour? "

He opened his mouth, but his heart sank.

He didn't know how long the sword of Lin Fengting had been used that night. He didn't know whether he had noticed the time.

At this moment, he tried to recall, and suddenly found that he had no impression of the time of that night.

All over the world.

Your majesty hung up.

Under the gloomy polar night, the roar of the engine with the meaning of madness faintly rings out.

Bright lights, like two waves of anger, rushed to the church.

All over the world.

......

At the same time.

The atmosphere in the church hall had completely solidified.

The Pope regained his apathy.

"Angel..."

There was a sigh in his voice.

Angel suddenly looked up at him.

"My name is situ."

She chuckled.

In a flash, the Pope's eyes were full of angel's figure.

Her figure is so tall, so clear, so beautiful, almost occupy the whole world.

The Pope was dazed for a moment and suddenly woke up.

This is

This is the absolute pure spiritual realm.

This is... Transcendence!

The Pope suddenly retreated, and his voice became very high: "kill her!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded without warning.

Arensis has not come back to himself. Around him, one after another, the Holy Knights who once insulted angel with a grim smile, have fallen down quietly.

The hall of the church was still very dark.

But the light is changing slightly.

In a trance, angel's body, whose limbs were nailed to the cross, was bleeding.

But the taste full of desire is far away.

Her body is no longer naked.

The torn white dress reappeared on her, incomparably clean and tidy.

Arisis's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

All of them are illusions?

How is that possible?

Angel, with a white dress and bleeding body, slowly opened her eyes.

"Waste."

She looked at aresis, tone with undisguised arrogance: "I said, you are a clown, and I have your most lack of will and spirit, with you, also deserve to insult me?"

The huge body of aresis suddenly trembled.

The ultimate anger consumed all his reason in an instant.

The whole night, all the pictures, cruel revenge, desperate struggle and howl, are all his fantasy pictures?!

Now Angel dress neat, when the illusion disappeared, she was so arrogant.

"You... You..."

Arisis's fingers kept shaking.

Angel gave arisis a cold look.

Arisis's face was angry and venomous.

In angel's spiritual field, he is no different at all, but angel's blood comes out directly.

At the same time.

The smell of the Pope quickly faded.

The Pope's figure began to recede rapidly in the darkness, but his order did not change: "aresis, kill her!"

Angel laughed.

Outside the church, wild and galloping vehicles collided into the church. In the sky of the polar night, flames were burning in the continuous heavy rain. Angel's body was straight and said calmly, "everything you have tonight is blasphemous."

"You are guilty."

"You deserve to die!"