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Chapter 406 The Sword of the Archangel

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    The sickle in the gray horse knight's hand carries the meaning of destruction. This is when he was a paladin, beheaded many powerful enemies, collected their dead energy after death, and finally added the spine of a generation of ancient wolf kings.  .

    In the end, such a death sickle was refined.

    This sickle has been nurtured by him for so many years, and it has gone a step further. It can directly cut off a person's lifespan.

    "Fall, heretics!"

    The knight on the gray horse roared, and above the sickle, a gray aura tried to corrode Li Wenchan.

    That was the 'Death God' that he had condensed from killing countless creatures.  This kind of breath not only possesses boundless power, but also contains tens of millions of wronged souls. It is a strong man of heaven and man. Once contaminated, his soul will be polluted and he will fall into reincarnation forever.

    However, the three-foot body-protecting divine light around Li Wenchan's body seemed to be invulnerable to all magic, no matter how those gray breaths attacked, it was useless.

    "This Li Wenchan is too powerful, right? The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse join forces, and with the power of the four, there is no other way than him alone. A monster has really appeared in the East."

    Someone said in astonishment.

    In the era when the emperor was not born, any one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse had the power to destroy a small or medium-sized country.

    There are only a few major countries in the world that can check and balance them, but the four of them joined forces, and even Li Wenchan's divine light for body protection failed to break through.

    "As expected of being the strongest in the east, it's no wonder that even the sword master Wei Ming was single-minded, and King Zhenbei was defeated by him."

    Someone glanced at Juggernaut and King Zhenbei.

    These two are well-known in the East, and some of them have dealt with them. When they heard that these two were defeated by such a rising star like Li Wenchan, everyone thought it was incredible.

    "Don't worry, the real power of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse should be more than that. The Paladins back then were actually best at combo strikes. The power of a joint strike is even comparable to that of the emperor!"

    At the beginning, there were eight members of the Holy Knights. Although there are only four members now, these four members are far stronger than before.

    "Don't get entangled with him, go together and kill him directly!"

    The white horse knight let out a long roar. Originally they were proud in their hearts and wanted to deal with Li Wenchan one-on-one, but obviously, such an idea was too naive.

    Facing such strong men, only by pooling their strength can we have a chance of winning.

    Boom boom boom boom!

    The four of them turned into four beams of light, soaring into the sky, the aura on their bodies exploded with all their strength, and the terrifying coercion spread, as if a strong wind passed through, even many martial arts kings couldn't stand and began to retreat.

    "The Sword of the Fallen Archangel."

    The strength of the four people combined into one, and it actually turned into a giant sword in the void.

    This giant sword is 100 meters long, covered with dense runes, countless holy lights surround the giant sword, vaguely, it seems to be able to see angels with six wings on their backs, surrounding this lightsaber,  There are also countless hymns and ritual music.

    Archangel Gabriel.

    This legendary archangel was the son of God, but he was bewitched by the devil and eventually became a fallen angel. According to Western legends, it was he who blew the horn of the doomsday judgment.

    The Sword of the Fallen Archangel is the supreme secret technique of the Holy See, with infinite power.

    At this time, this huge lightsaber stands in the sky and the earth. It was a golden holy light at first, but later, it turned into jet black.

    After turning into pitch black, the aura on it also became stronger.

    "Chop!"

    The veins on the faces of the four of them swelled up suddenly. This sword was a powerful one at the expense of all the holy power in their bodies. After the sword, it would take at least several months for them to recover.

    When this sword cuts down.

    A spectacular scene appeared in the void, and the air was like flowing water, separating towards the two sides, vast and mighty, stretching for thousands of meters.

    Before the sword arrived, huge pressure had already descended overwhelmingly. The entire Alps was extremely vast, but at this moment, all the plants and trees were directly enveloped by this huge breath, and they were deeply bent down under the pressure.

    Countless animals in the forest trembled under this coercion, even ferocious beasts like tigers and wolves trembled and did not dare to move.

    Facing this earth-shattering sword, Li Wenchan finally raised his head, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

    "Not bad, not bad, in terms of your strength, to be able to do this?It amazes me.  "

    Even Li Wenchan approved this sword.

    The power of this sword is already comparable to the five declines of heaven and man, and even the power of fallen angels on it is enough to make people fall into the dark abyss and sink from then on.

    "Roar."

    Li Wenchan opened his mouth, and accompanied by a dragon chant, a beam of sword light flew out of his dantian, and the seven swords merged into one, turning into one sword.

    He held the Big Dipper Sword in his hand, and the sharp sword aura soared into the sky.

    Although the White Dragon God has absorbed the power of the three gods of Tianzhu, it is still not enough to use the sword alone to resist this attack that is comparable to the five declines of heaven and man.

    So Li Wenchan held the sword in his hand and cut it down with one stroke.

    "Broken Galaxy!"

    This life is the fairy swordsmanship among Wan Xingfei's fairy arts.

    With the power of the divine sword, coupled with the power of fairy art.

    A golden sword energy spread out like ripples, soundlessly.

    Compared with the huge Archangel Sword with a length of 100 meters, this hair-thin golden sword energy is so insignificant, but when the two touch together.

    As if ice and snow met boiling water, the Archangel's sword was actually cut at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    The golden sword energy was indomitable and unstoppable. After cutting the archangel's sword, the sword energy did not dissipate, and continued to cut towards the four fallen angels.

    "not good."

    The expressions of the four fallen angels changed drastically.

    Once this kind of real fairy art comes out, it is simply terrifying. Once it is cut, even if it is stronger than them, it will undoubtedly die.

    "snort."

    At this moment, the Pope snorted coldly.

    These four people are his capable subordinates, how could he refuse to save them?

    "Holy Cross Shield!"

    He urged the scepter in his hand, and the power of light in his body surged endlessly, turning into a huge cross shield, blocking the four fallen angels.

    The Blood Ancestor of the Holy Cross Shield has also been used before, but compared with the Pope, the power of the two is not at the same level at all.

    The Holy Cross Shield of the Pope is not only huge, but there are also faint phantoms of angels appearing on it, and there are countless scriptures.

    I saw that Li Wenchan's golden sword energy was blocked by the holy cross shield, making it difficult to advance an inch.

    "I want to kill, no one can stop me!"

    But Li Wenchan let out a long whistle.

    He has flying black hair, like a god or a demon.

    Boom.

    A mysterious and mysterious force erupted from between his brows.

    Massacre magic!

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