God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

Jiang Fan rushed into the battlefield, but he did not kill his opponent at will, but continued to rescue the besieged Bright Warriors one by one!

On the battlefield, a bright warrior is fighting **** hard!

The heavy sword in his hand has been chopped off, and there are many wounds all over his body. Under the leadership of a dark council expert, four or five monsters are all besieging him.

"Hahaha!"

"This kid is pretty good at fighting!"

"Hey hey, the more you can fight, the better, the more qi and blood, the more delicious it is!"

"I want my first bite!"

"Hahaha!"

Several monsters laughed.

"Bastard! Bastard!"

The warrior made a frantic shot, but without a huge amount of light and divine power, he was barely able to keep flying, and now he is just the object of being played.

In fact, the bright warriors on the battlefield are almost all like him, and those from the dark camp are not in a hurry to kill them, they are just teasing them for their own bad taste!

"brush!"

A wound was drawn on the back of the warrior by the sharp claws of the monster, and this wound was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

And those monsters are already laughing, and they are about to cut off his head!

But right now!

"Puff puff!"

Several monsters besieging him, together with the head of the dark council powerhouse, suddenly rose into the sky!

And in the blood light, a big hand suddenly pierced through the blood mist and grabbed his body!

The soldier looked at the man who was holding him in disbelief:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Jiang Fan smiled:

"Fear not, child, the Lord is with us!"

At this moment, Jiang Fan is covered in blood, but in the eyes of this soldier, that smile is full of warmth and holiness!

The soldier looked behind Jiang Fan. Behind Jiang Fan, a team of seven or eight people had already gathered. These were the bright warriors Jiang Fan had just rescued.

Everyone was just like him, looking at Jiang Fan with gratitude and fanaticism.

The soldier clenched his fists tightly. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was full of power again. He nodded heavily to Jiang Fan:

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

"Haha, good! Follow me and continue to kill the enemy!"

"Yes!"

The crowd behind him roared at the same time!

The crazy raid on Jiang Fan's side quickly attracted the attention of the dark camp!

A high-ranking member suddenly pointed at Jiang Fan:

"Kill them!"

Several experts from the Dark Council suddenly smiled grimly and rushed towards Jiang Fan!

However, as soon as the two sides met, Jiang Fan roared, and the Gan Jiang sword suddenly slashed like an open sky!

"Puff puff!"

Those masters of the Dark Council were all cut off by Jiang Fan with one sword!

The surrounding dark camp was shocked!

"what happened?"

"Aren't they all deprived of their power? Why is this guy so fierce?"

"No, he's not using the divine power of light!"

"Fuck! He's Jiang Fan!"

"What?! Saints of the Council of Light?"

The entire battlefield suddenly fell silent!

Even the Barkleys who were fighting fiercely turned to Jiang Fan involuntarily!

Whether it was Barkley or Gustav, both of them showed an unbelievable look!

Jiang Fan, this guy didn't run away?

This is so unreasonable!

After the dark camp was shocked, it burst into a burst of excited laughter at the same time!

"It's actually a saint of light!"

"Hahaha! That's great! Killing Jiang Fan is a great achievement!"

"The worth of a saint is no worse than that of the Big Three!"

"The key is to hear that this guy is still a weak chicken!"

"We don't dare to touch the Big Three, killing him is a **** profit!"

"Rush! Rush! Rush! Kill Jiang Fan!"

"Brothers, killing Jiang Fan is a lifetime of glory and wealth!"

In an instant, countless dark masters rushed towards Jiang Fan like crazy!

However, seeing the crowd growing more and more, Jiang Fan did not panic at all, but turned around and laughed:

"Brothers, are you afraid?"

Behind him, nearly twenty people have gathered.

When these people heard the question, they all looked at Jiang Fan wildly:

"Don't be afraid! I swear to follow Your Majesty!"

"Hahaha! Good!"

Jiang Fan's long sword suddenly aimed at the rushing dark army:

"Everyone! I, Jiang Fan, have been favored by Your Majesty, and have given me saints. This kind of grace is like a sea! For my Lord, for Your Majesty! It's still honorable to die at this moment! Come with me, rush!"

A group of warriors roared at the same time:

"For my lord, for His Majesty, it is still honorable to die! Go!"

"rush!"

Jiang Fan laughed wildly. Although there were only twenty people behind him, they seemed to be carrying mountains and seas, affecting the overwhelming dark army ahead!

three!

two!

one!

In Jiang Fan's heart, the countdown suddenly stopped!

And the two sides almost collided!

Right now!

"Hu~~"

A breeze suddenly rose out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the sky.

There was no time when a hazy phantom suddenly appeared there.

The phantom is like a dark cloud, almost boundless, and as the phantom gradually becomes clear, an extremely large team slowly emerges in front of everyone.

However, at the moment when the team appeared, everyone's eyes seemed to completely ignore the team itself, and looked at a man at the front of the team at the same time.

The man carried his hands on his back, his body was high, and his body was as rich as jade. Just standing there was like a giant tree that had been rooted here since the beginning of the flood, and the landslide and tsunami could not shake it in the slightest.

The outline of his cheeks is tough, like a statue carved by a master. The lines are tough but soft. Although his facial features are not as handsome as Jiang Fan's, he has a different kind of charm. It matches his elegance but has an extra domineering temperament. charming.

This person's temperament is actually very similar to Jiang Fan!

What matters is what he is wearing at the moment.

On him, he was actually dressed in a bright red robe embroidered with countless gold threads!

And this kind of gown is unique in the world, only one person can wear it, that is—

Jiang Fan looked at the man in the sky in disbelief.

This man, he has seen.

The old man gave him a photo of his mother with this man.

The man was at the far left of the photo at the time.

No one knows his name, and now, everyone has only one name for him—

Pope!

This is the Pope when he was young!

Jiang Fan thought about it in his mind before, and always felt that this battle was wrong. After all, a battle planned by the Bright Council to kill the powerhouses of the Dark Council, it was so ridiculous that it looked like this!

Therefore, the Bright Council must have a backer, and Archbishop Clarence might be nearby!

Even he vaguely judged that the Pope would also appear!

So not only did he not leave, but he rushed into the battlefield so madly!

Jiang Fan was indeed accurate, but he did not expect that the Pope who descended here was actually the Pope!

The Pope is obviously very old, how can he suddenly look like when he was young?

"Ah…"

Everyone was staring blankly at the sky. The Pope, who was as rich as jade, was unparalleled in the world, but the Pope smiled and said softly:

"God said, let there be light."