Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

thump!

Before the white-robed bishop could even scream, his body stiffened and he collapsed to the ground, life extinguished.

The Pope was so angry that he trembled all over, his hands gripping the scepter with bulging veins, his beard and hair shaking, and his eyes were about to burst.

"Outrageous! I have already conceded and apologized, yet you dare to commit murder in public on the Holy Land of the Holy See? Do you really think the Holy See is without anyone, made of clay?"

"I don't know if you're made of clay, but your Vatican has offended us, master and disciple, and must pay a bloody price."

Qin Quan remained calm, his eyes showing no emotion.

The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around, as fast as a ghost, his five fingers forming claws.

The fierce Eagle Claw technique, accompanied by a biting wind, aimed straight for McCallum's throat, who was still recovering from serious injuries beside the stone wall!

"You brat, how dare you!"

The Pope was terrified, never expecting that the other party would not stop after killing people, but would instead try to kill another cardinal.

"Emil! Defend against the enemy!"

The Pope roared in a fierce voice.

Emil was already filled with resentment over the destruction of Fengdu City and his own dereliction of duty. Upon hearing the order, he no longer had any reservations.

He suddenly drew his knight's holy sword from his waist, its cold light piercing to the bone, and let out a long howl that shook the entire hall.

"Knights Templar, form ranks! Prepare for battle!"

Da da da!

The sound of hurried and orderly footsteps instantly resounded throughout the hall. Hundreds of silver-armored Templar Knights, fully armed and wielding standard holy swords and shields, poured into the hall in single file, instantly forming an encirclement.

"Swords drawn! Kill the enemy and protect our faith!"

"kill!!"

The deafening shouts of battle pierced the dome, causing the entire church to tremble violently. Stone fragments fell from the ceiling, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air.

Ling Yuyan and Gao Yuan exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with excited fighting spirit.

The time has finally come for a decisive battle.

"Second Senior Sister, it's time to stretch your muscles!"

"We'll handle these silver-armored knights, and we'll leave the high and mighty bishops of the Holy See to our junior brother."

"no problem!"

The two women moved in unison, simultaneously drawing their natal swords. The swords gleamed fiercely, and their figures were graceful and dashing. They charged into the knights' ranks and instantly engaged in a fierce battle with the onrushing silver-armored knights.

On the other side, Qin Quan had already rushed to McCallum's side.

"You little brat, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

McCallen was prepared. He endured the excruciating pain in his chest, flung his sleeves wildly, and unleashed a torrent of holy power. He gathered his strength in both fists and fiercely clashed with Qin Quan's eagle claws!

Seeing that his opponent had taken the hit head-on, Qin Quan changed his claw into a fist and poured pure Yang energy into his arm!

boom!

Their fists collided with a thunderous roar, and a violent shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them.

The surrounding tables and chairs shattered and flew everywhere. Several silver-armored knights who had just rushed forward were thrown away by the shockwave and crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood and losing their fighting ability on the spot.

Seeing that McCullen had calmly parried Qin Quan's attack, the Pope's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and he immediately cheered loudly.

"McCarlan, kill this kid!"

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a cold, aloof figure appeared silently behind him.

Before the Pope could react, a seemingly delicate and fragile hand, carrying immense force, slapped him hard across the cheek!

Snapped!

The loud, sharp crack was deafening.

The Pope's massive body was instantly sent flying dozens of meters, tumbling several times in the air before crashing to the ground in a sorry state, his mouth full of blood mixed with broken teeth, his majesty completely gone.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

Emil and McCallum were both shocked and wanted to break away to help, but they were held back by Qin Quan, Ling Yuyan, and Gao Yuan and could not get away at all.

"Don't worry about me!"

The Pope struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from his face. His eyes flashed with murderous intent as he roared angrily.

"Everyone step forward! Slay them! Wash away the enemy!"

The remaining papal knights, clergy, and bishops swarmed forward, surrounding the four men in layers, and a deadly battle was about to break out.

"Well done!"

Ling Yuyan and Gao Yuan stood back to back, their swords crisscrossing, the sword light weaving into an impenetrable net, as they frantically slashed at the approaching knights, each strike sending blood splattering everywhere.

Qin Quan held nothing back, raising his hand to summon the Pure Yang Sword. The nine golden cores simultaneously circulated rapidly, and the powerful and domineering Pure Yang True Qi surged like a river, pouring entirely into the sword.

"cut!"

With a low shout, sword light shot into the sky, and sharp sword energy swept across the fields, its power terrifying.

McCallen was secretly pleased with himself for having just parried an attack, thinking he could contend with Qin Quan. But when he saw the powerful sword light coming, his expression changed drastically, and a chill ran through his heart.

"Oh no! You're a sword cultivator!"

In haste, he raised his hand to summon the silver scepter, gripped it tightly, and unleashed his full holy power.

Holy light poured down from the sky, converging on the scepter and forming a thick barrier of holy light.

McCullen gripped the scepter tightly with both hands and pointed it forward with all her might!

A beam of extremely condensed holy light shot out from the sky, like a silver laser, tearing through the surrounding air. Wherever it passed, space was slightly distorted, and its destructive power was astonishing.

The two extreme forces collided violently, and a blinding light instantly enveloped the entire hall, making it impossible to look directly at them.

McCallen stared at the colliding light screens, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

He believed that with his body protected by holy light and his holy power abundant, even if his opponent was strong, he would definitely not be able to withstand his fatal blow.

But the situation completely reversed in the next second!

Qin Quan's Pure Yang Sword aura was unstoppable, crushing layers of holy light barriers with overwhelming force, and its remaining power continued straight forward!

Click!

A sharp, piercing cracking sound rang out as the silver scepter in McCallum's hand snapped in two, scattering fragments everywhere.

The pure Yang sword energy that followed closely behind swept past his arm.

puff!

Blood gushed out, and the severed arm flew to the ground.

Excruciating pain swept through his entire body. McCallen's face turned ashen, and he was drenched in cold sweat, letting out a piercing scream.

"Ah! How can you be so strong!"

Qin Quan snorted coldly, his eyes icy and sharp, and took advantage of his serious injuries and unsteady stance to close in.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

"McCarran, get out of the way!"

The Pope watched helplessly as the critically wounded McCullen faced Qin Quan's deadly attack. In desperation, he shouted a warning, but it was too late.

McCallen barely managed to lift her eyes, her gaze not yet focused, before Qin Quan's figure had already teleported in front of her.

puff!

With a flash of cold light, the Chunyang Sword pierced his chest without any resistance, and scalding blood gushed out instantly.

McCallen's pupils contracted sharply, his breathing became erratic, and he stared intently at the boy in front of him, his throat making hoarse noises, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

"Remember this, don't mess with us in your next life."

Qin Quan's expression was icy, his tone devoid of any warmth, and he swiftly drew his longsword with a backhand motion.

McCallen froze, then collapsed into a pool of blood.

His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open, unable to close them in peace.