Chapter 2168: Moths to the fire

"Vice Bishop Edgar, what do you see, they are already here!"
In the inner hall of the Saints’ Church headquarters, a group of people are like ants on a hot pot.
Among them, there is not only Vice-Bishop Edgar, but also Director Roy.
There are others, two vice-bishops, and fourteen councilors.
But the position of the bishop was vacant.
Each of them looked anxious and walked back and forth.
Only Roy had a natural expression, as if he was watching a play.
Because his proposition was denied by these people from the beginning.
At that time, he knew that he could only make other plans.
Not only must he protect himself, but he must also use Fang Chuan's power to gain a higher status.
In his eyes, Fang Chuan was already invincible.
They can't beat it at all!
"Roy, you have played against this Chinese guy, how strong is he?"
A gray-haired vice-bishop, McDoo, looked at Roy anxiously.
"He is powerful, I said before."
Roy shrugged: "A peak wolf king, plus three people of the same strength as mine, there is no room for resistance in front of him."
A tick at the corner of his mouth: "I said before, it's better to meet his requirements!"
"Satisfy his request?"
Edgar's eyes drenched: "This is impossible!"
"The Saint Clara is related to us welcoming the coming of the Son."
"When the Son comes, we will definitely increase our strength. Even the Chinese cultivator will not be our opponent."
Edgar was extremely excited.
He added: "We are at the critical moment, the moment of life and death."
"This is also God's test of us!"
"As long as we survive this catastrophe, everything will be different!"
"At that time, our Pakistani country will even surpass those big countries!"
Edgar's face showed a trace of enthusiasm.
"Crazy!" Roy snorted coldly, "The legend of the Son's coming has been spread for so many years. Who has seen the Son's coming?"
He took a step forward, gazing tightly at Edgar: "Are you going to bring us Saint Cult into desperation for a illusory legend?"
"presumptuous!"
Edgar roared and pointed to Roy: "Are you questioning the existence of the Son?"
"Roy, it's too much!"
"This is unforgivable!"
Everyone was also angry, their eyes seemed to kill Roy.
However, no one really did it.
Because although Roy is only a director, his strength is no less than that of the deputy bishop.
"I only seek truth from facts."
Roy sneered, then waved his hand: "However, I still listen to your opinions. If you say you want to fight, then I will fight!"
"it is good!"
Edgar nodded: "Then it is decided, even if we die, we must keep the Saints' Church!"
His gaze patrolled the crowd around.
"Do you have confidence?" He raised his voice.
"Have!"
Everyone roared.
Roy clearly understood that it didn't make sense with these people.
Therefore, he did not speak any more.
Edgar hurriedly shouted: "If this is the case, we will go out and go shopping with the Chinese monk!"
"For the Son!"
"kill!"
Everyone's blood boiled and rushed towards the outside.
Roy also followed, but he was looking for a chance to leave.
He is going to complete the task Fang Chuan gave him before.
"These people are really looking for death!"
Fang Chuan stepped into the door of the Saints’ Religious Headquarters, and his divine consciousness caught the scene just now.
He could not help but sneer.
"Captain Fang, what's the matter?" Feng Yiran asked quickly.
"They even want to resist me. This is what they do for themselves."
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, but there was a trace of murder in his eyes.
He smiled and said to himself: "Then I'm going to kill presumptuously, haha!"
Huh--
While speaking, the Devil Slashing Blade suddenly appeared in his hand.
His true energy surged above the magic blade, causing the sword light to flicker.
His whole person looks very sharp.
Feng Yiran and Juliet couldn't help but distanced from him.
"Hey, these people are really looking for death."
Feng Yiran couldn't help but shook his head: "They don't even know what kind of person they have provoked."
He seemed to have seen that a killing was about to begin.
"It's them!"
"Let them come back and forth!"
"For the Son!"
"The light of the Son, shine on your servant!"
One by one, the believers of the saints came out one after another.
One by one, they were wearing cloaks, aggressively.
Figures from the void emerged on them.
Their strengths are uneven.
However, it is also a force that cannot be ignored.
If you let them go, let them arrogantly mess up, but it will also stir up the wind and the rain.
When they saw Fang Chuan, they blushed and rushed over without saying a word.
Boom, boom...
I saw the sky full of light, like a wave of waves, blasting towards Fang Chuan and others.
The deafening sound is endless.
At this moment, it seemed as if the sky was about to fall apart.
Juliet could hardly breathe facing the scene in front of her.
Her heart rushed to her throat.
Only then did she understand how terrifying the strength of the Saints Religion was.
If Fang Chuan was just an ordinary task performer, they might come back and forth in Pakistan this time.
At this moment, Feng Yiran also felt a strong sense of oppression.
This feeling made his body make a strong urge to resist.
However, he understood that he was unable to do anything in the face of such a powerful attack.
boom--
In the next moment, Fang Chuan's vigorous aura was once again revealed.
The powerful aura made the hearts of everyone present jump.
His eyes turned to these people who rushed towards him.
There was a trace of joking in his eyes.
As if he didn't put these people in his eyes at all.
"boom--"
His hand stretched out, as if strolling in the courtyard, he made a random movement.
A fiery red light appeared in front of him instantly.
It seemed like a moat, blocking the opponent's attack.
Boom, boom
The terrifying attack completely hit this ray of light.
All attacks are annihilated above the light.
Like a moth to a fire.
This situation is the same as the previous twelve apostles.
These attacks were completely unable to break through Fang Chuan's line of defense.
There were continuous explosions, and the light in front of him emerged.
It seems to be a kind of fireworks, dazzling people.
"Everyone, work harder, his defense can't always be so strong!"
"Correct!"
"We have so many people, what are we afraid of?"
The saint's person let out a roar.
They seem to have great confidence. Fang Chuan just smiled.