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Chapter 1039 Today Ye Mou wants to make you godless in the West!

"Ye Nankuang, China, came to visit the Holy See today. Please come out and see you!!!"

"Boom..."

As Ye Chen finished speaking, thunder suddenly sounded over the entire Holy See, accompanied by lightning, and the scene was terrifying.

Then he saw that there was a holy light suddenly soaring into the sky within the Holy See, and all of these holy lights shot out from the churches.

It was faintly mixed with the chants of angels or the prayers of countless believers, as if they were judging the world.

"boom……"

"Dingdengdengdeng..."

As the city gate opened, bursts of rapid footsteps came one after another, as if thousands of troops were rushing to attack.

Soon, a knight in uniform rode out, breaking the dead silence between the world.

They are unified in silver armor, with a solemn expression and a cold momentum, like a torrent of steel sweeping by.

Especially the twelve people in front of them, they were extremely holy, giving people the urge to kneel on the ground in front of them.

If outsiders are present, they will find that this man is the Knights Templar of the Holy Holy Church, known as the Iron Army, sweeping all existences.

Because each of this team is of supreme power, it can form a superimposed formation, and even a hexagonal star array on the armor. The combat power bursting out is enough to make anyone afraid.

After the Knights Templar appeared, the crowd separated and slowly walked out of the city a saint in white clothes and extremely holy body.

The leader was an old man with golden robe, with blonde hair and blue eyes, about seventy or eighty years old, barefoot hanging in the air, as if a god had arrived and had supreme authority.

And this person is the lord of the Holy Church, Theomartin III, who stands in the entire Greek clouds and looks down at the hundreds of millions of believers.

"Dear Eastern Power, you are involuntarily descending to the priest's territory, and you are involuntarily ignorant of God!"

The ancient pope held a Bible in his hand and looked extremely majestic, as if it represented God walking on earth, his words and deeds were extremely bewitching.

“Disrespect to God?”

Ye Chen stepped on the void, carrying his hands on his back, his eyes cold: "Your Holy See has long listed Ye as a pagan. Since that's the case, why should Ye respect the gods in your heart?"

Even though all the powerful people in the Holy See were moved, he still faced the majesty of the Holy See as if he was walking leisurely in the courtyard.

"All nonsense!"

Without waiting for the Pope to speak, a archbishop in the clothes came out from behind him: "Ye Nankuang, you are the first to kill my archbishop in the Holy See with Myanmar!"

"You kill my people in the Holy See are like provoking God's majesty. What's wrong with us listing you as a pagan?"

He is one of the only three remaining archbishops in the Holy See, named Yaddang. He surpasses the quasi-saint in his strength and once suppressed half of Greece by one.

"very good!"

Ye Chen chuckled, as if he was disdainful: "I killed you, so you sent people to join the Western army to kill me, and now I'm here to kill you again, the logic is fine!"

He changed his tone and his eyes were sharp: "After all, what we are waiting for is just whose fist we are waiting for!"

"Dear Dongfang Powerful!"

The pope said slowly: "Do you know that your move today is equivalent to provoking my holy church, provoking the Vatican, provoking the entire Greece, and even provoking the 2 billion believers around the world?"

Although his voice was extremely dull, it was faintly filled with a hint of threat, and did not hide the dignity of the Holy Church.

This is the status of the Holy Church!

It can be said that countless most devout believers will die for their faith, and they will not hesitate to commit suicide with a command.

“So what?”

Ye Chen smiled coldly: "Don't mention your Holy See, or even Greece, even if you are the supreme gods in your mind, Ye will not take them seriously!"

After all, this so-called god in Western mythology is just a group of relatively powerful beings.

Ye Chen didn’t even take the immortal seriously, let alone a mere group of existences who fooled the world and claimed to be gods?

As he finished speaking, the many originally extremely quiet Holy See's powerful men suddenly felt a cold murderous intent!

"It is unruly and blasphemy that the gods are unforgivable!"

"Heaven, this person is a heretic, destined to be untolerated by God and will be judged by God!"

“…”

The world was suddenly covered by waves of murderous intent and anger.

If his eyes could kill someone, Ye Chen didn't know how many times he had died.

Philip I, the leader of the Knights Templar, who was responsible for defending the Holy Church and maintaining the image of God, drew out the holy sword and shouted.

"In the name of God the Father, the Templars charge and kill the heresy who blaspheme the priests!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the sound was shaking the sky.

"Boom boom boom..."

The hundreds of sacred knights behind him were surging all of their holy lights. They drew out the sword of judgment and activated the fighting spirit in their bodies to charge towards Ye Chen.

The dazzling light directly covered all the light in this world, and the magnificent fluctuations of fighting spirit even enveloped the entire Holy See.

Such an amazing power is like an invisible huge millstone pushing forward.

Even the quasi-saint powerhouses behind Ye Chen couldn't help but change their color.

"Kill me?!!"

Ye Chen seemed to have not seen this scene, and still carried his hands on his back, with a cold face: "It's just a group of lackeys, I want to kill me. Today, Ye wants to make you ungodly in the West!!!"

After the words came, he took a step forward, and a huge evil aura suddenly emerged from the world.

Under such evil aura, many people feel that their souls are trembling, as if an eternal killing god has arrived in the world, and the murderous intent has swept the storm.

"Boom..."

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying pressure like a tide swept across the surroundings with Ye Chen as the center.

Next moment!

The many members of the Knights Templar who were rushing towards them suddenly changed their color. They felt that under such pressure, the fighting spirit that gushed out from their bodies collapsed.

"kill!!!"

The leader of the Knights, Philip I, roared repeatedly, forcibly manipulated his body and waved the holy sword to kill Ye Chen!

He is a quasi-saint!

"Do it!"

Zi Qingcang, the saint of Zigai Mountain behind Ye Chen, shouted and was about to kill the general.

And at this moment, Ye Chen stepped down again, spoke suddenly, shouting like thunder: "You are the ants, the true god is ahead, and you won't kneel down yet!!!"

"Bang……"

At that moment, the entire void trembled, as if it had collapsed by his kick, as heavy as a mountain.

"Puo! Puo! Puo!"

Hundreds of knights, including Philip I, the leader of the Knights, could not control themselves and crawled on the ground.

They just felt that under Ye Chen's pressure, every pore and every cell in their bodies were collapsing.

This sacred knights that were awe of countless Europeans, crawled on the ground like an ant in front of Ye Chen.

And outside the huge Holy See Palace!!

Only Ye Chen stands tall!

It seems that the true god is invincible!!!
Chapter completed!
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