The Most Powerful Young Man

After leaving Twelve Peaks, Xiao Yao went abroad again.

First of all, it is the Goose Country.

On the one hand, it was because the werewolves and Guangming clan all came in during the siege of Immortal Mountain last time. On the other hand, because of him, the Chinese cultivator masters were greatly reduced. If the werewolves and the Guangming clan infiltrate China again in the future, it is himself In the absence of them, no one may be able to stop them.

Regardless of any aspect, he must solve those people.

The werewolves of the Goose Nation had no threat to Xiao Yao anymore. He just stayed in the Goose Nation for five days, and the remaining two wolf kings were all beheaded by him.

In addition, there are two werewolves who have had a chance to enter the secondary evolution, and Xiao Yaoshun took them to solve them.

After all, the existence of the two werewolves is a potential threat.

Since it is a potential threat, how can Xiao Yao allow them to continue to exist?

After leaving Goose Country, Xiao Yao immediately rushed to the West, this time his goal was the Holy See.

In fact, when Xiao Yao left the werewolf, the Holy See had already reacted quickly.

People have not arrived yet, and there has been a chaos on the side of the Holy See.

Even the pope, who was still in retreat, has already left the gate early.

No one knows Xiao Yao's true strength at all. This is the biggest threat to them. In short, Xiao Yao seems to have not been defeated in the hands of any cultivator or werewolf.

Of course, this is also nonsense. If Xiao Yao really lost, how could he still survive to the present? In this world, I don’t know how many people want to make Xiao Yao disappear forever. As long as they have that strength, they will definitely put Xiao Yao to death and will not give him any chance.

Even if those people think they are very kind, they will not allow such a big threat.

When Xiao Yao left the Goose Country, news of the Goose Country had already arrived.

According to Xiao Yao's route at this time, he must either go to the Eagle Country or the Holy See.

It's just that now, the blood of the Eagle Nation has been killed by Xiao Yao. There is no need for him to go to the Eagle Nation, so there is only the last possibility left, that is, the Holy See.

If you think about it, it is true.

Why did Xiao Yao go to trouble the Goose Country? Isn't it because the werewolves of the Goose Country went to the Xianren Mountain before? In addition to the werewolves of Goose Country, the Guangming tribe of the Holy See also blended in. With Xiao Yao's must-see character, it is definitely not easy to let them go.

So, now they have to prepare for battle in advance.

Even the cardinals were desperately trying to inspire the people's emotions at this time, but they still looked desperate.

That is Xiao Yao, that is an invincible existence!

In fact, it is not only the ordinary Guangming tribe who thinks this way, even the cardinal, who is second only to the pope, thinks so in his heart.

For so long until now, Xiao Yao has not been defeated, even their previous self-proclaimed son of the gods, have lost to Xiao Yao, even torn their wings.

You know, that guy's status in the Holy See is second only to the Pope!

That is their **** son of the Holy See.

He all lost, how did they fight against Xiao Yao?

Finally, a day later, Xiao Yao came to the Holy See.

Standing outside the palace, the expression on Xiao Yao's face was full of indifference, even though there were thousands of people standing in front of him now.

The eyes of more than one thousand people looking at Xiao Yao were full of fear.

This terrible devil finally came and came to reap their lives!

The eight cardinals stood at the forefront, looking at Xiao Yao with a jealous look.

Even if Xiao Yao hasn't taken action yet, they already have a sense of crisis, and it seems that as long as Xiao Yao is willing, they can take off their heads at any time.

"Do you want to block me?" Xiao Yao looked at them and asked with a smile.

In fact, these people don't want to.

Whenever there is a little possibility, they are not willing to be enemies with Xiao Yao, but now they have no retreat. If they don’t stand on the opposite of Xiao Yao, they will still die. They would not think that this has already massacred many people. People will show kindness and let them go.

"Xiao Yao, as long as you leave now, nothing happened to our Holy See." One of the cardinals stood up and said.

Xiao Yao laughed and said, "Nothing has happened? Maybe you can really do it, but I can't do it!"

After saying this, he had already taken a step forward, and at the same time stretched out his hand, pulling the cardinal in front of him, and patted his head with the other hand.

The cardinal's head was directly shattered, and his brain splashed all over.

This move caused the remaining 1,000 people to step back a few steps.

All the same, even the remaining seven cardinals are the same.

"Unable to withstand a blow." Xiao Yao sighed, "With your strength, you also want to block me. How do you look down on me?"

Hearing Xiao Yao's words, everyone could only smile bitterly.

Look down on Xiao Yao? Do they dare?

If they really look down on Xiao Yao, how could they all gather here?

Isn't this enough to show?

"What about your Pope? What he did in hiding, it is impossible to really think that you can stop me or consume my fighting power?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

The expressions of the seven cardinals changed.

In fact, they really think so in their hearts.

Even the imposing Pope, when he mentioned Xiao Yao, his face was full of jealousy. In his words, if he really had a head-on with Xiao Yao, his chances of winning were not great.

Originally, they were still full of confidence in the Pope, but after hearing such words, they suddenly realized that, in fact, the Pope is not impossible to defeat.

After thinking about it, they decided to consume Xiao Yao's strength first with the human sea tactics. Although their strength is not enough, but fortunately, there are so many people. When Xiao Yao is about to be exhausted, the Pope will stand up and be able to bring this from the east. The cultivator was beheaded.

But what they can think of, can Xiao Yao not think of it?

On the contrary, Xiao Yao not only thought about it, but came here without hesitation.

This means that such a method is not enough to pose a threat to Xiao Yao. Perhaps, in Xiao Yao's eyes, they are just regarded as a colony of ants.

Can more than a thousand ants pose a threat to people? The answer is obvious.

"Since he won't come out, I will kill him until he comes out." When Xiao Yao finished speaking, he sent out another palm. A cardinal turned around subconsciously, but he had already turned into a cloud of blood. Blooming in the sky.

With a movement of his mind, four golden long swords sprang out of his body, and then slew towards the other four cardinals.

Four golden lights passed through the bodies of the four cardinals. They almost had no chance to fight back, and they had completely disappeared from this world.

The eight cardinals soon died in Xiao Yao's hands.

Effortlessly.

Xiao Yao sighed and took the four swords back into his body.

"This old guy is really calm enough, even if he doesn't want to come out like this, is he really planning to wait for me to kill all these more than a thousand talents to come out?" Xiao Yao muttered.

The death of the eight cardinals also caused a lot of psychological pressure on the more than 1,000 people.

Even the Pope could not kill eight cardinals so easily, right?

What kind of existence is this Xiao Yao?

In the hearts of more than a thousand followers of the Guangming tribe, whether it is the pope or the eight cardinals, they are their gods, but now, the pope is afraid of Xiaoyao’s strength and dare not arbitrarily use the road, let’s not talk about the consumption of the eight cardinals. Xiao Yao's combat effectiveness has been strengthened, but he just made a face-to-face encounter without even having a chance to fight back. Xiao Yao has already killed all of them.

They stand here, what can they do, what can they change?

It seemed that no matter what they did, they couldn't escape the bad luck that died in Xiao Yao's hands.

Suddenly, thousands of sword shadows appeared in the sky.

Xiao Yao's body was also floating in the air, looking at the more than 1,000 people who were still trembling in fear.

"Since your Pope doesn't want to save you, then you will disappear from this world with the Holy See." Xiao Yao said softly.

"Stop!" At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from a distance.

Xiao Yao smiled and put away Wandao Jianying.

He also didn't plan to attack the Guangming people who were not even in the realm of spiritual energy.

He would only pick a few strong men who might pose a threat to China in the future.

Although Xiao Yao is not a good person, he can't do anything that kills innocent people indiscriminately.

The reason why Ten Thousand Dao Sword Shadow was born just now was only because he wanted to tell the pope who was hiding behind and didn't know how to hide his energy, that he wanted to kill more than a thousand people, and it was easy.

This pope is not a second fool, and after understanding this, he finally has no choice to continue to avoid it.

Seeing the golden light coming from afar, Xiao Yao sneered again and again.

"I really thought I was a big man. What are you doing in this big show?"

After saying this, Xiao Yao waved a group of colorful lights casually and smashed towards the golden light.

With a "boom", the two energies impacted together, making a loud noise.

When the Pope arrived in front of Xiao Yao, his face was pale and terrifying, and there was still a little blood on his clothes.

He stood below and looked at Xiao Yao with awe.

The pope seemed to be over eighty years old, but Xiao Yao fully believed that the true age of the other party was indeed more than a hundred years old, and his strength was also about the Lingjiang realm among the cultivators.

But even so, it is impossible to cause any pressure on Xiao Yao.

Instead, it was Xiao Yao. Just standing here made the Pope feel breathless.

But within a minute, the pope's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"I really thought you were going to be a turtle." Xiao Yao said with a smile.