The battle between Luo Tianhuan and Abel ended. Although it was a thrilling victory, it was finally won. The next battle was made by Shenzhou team Chen Feng against the president of the Judgment Church Pope. It was also a duel between swords and swords, but Chen Feng used a giant sword.

During the last World Championship, Luo Tianhuan had encountered the Pope's existence. The opponent was a speed swordsman, who was good at assassination skills that could kill with one blow with a sword. Although Luo Tianhuan won the victory against the Pope, he only narrowly won. Luo Tianhuan knew that if he had not seized the opportunity to break the Pope's moves, he would not have won at all.

Compared with his strength in the first domestic competition, Luo Tianhuan did not know how strong the Pope's strength had grown, but it was definitely much stronger than in the first domestic competition.

Luo Tianhuan couldn't help but worry about Chen Feng. After all, Abel is not the only one in the Judgment Church, and everyone else is one of the best masters. Although Chen Feng's strength is not weak, there is still a certain gap between him and the other party. After all, the Pope is an equal figure with the presidents of the three major guilds of China.

"It seems that I can only believe him. How will you deal with such an enemy? Xiaofeng!" Luo Tianhuan looked at Chen Feng with a solemn expression on the big screen. He was no longer the newcomer to the Sky Guild arena who was nervous even in the domestic competition. Now Chen Feng has entered the World Championship, and his opponent is also one of the top professional players in the world.

A refreshing breeze blows through the deserted streets full of fallen leaves, and rolls up a few fallen leaves and blows into the sky. This is a place forgotten by human civilization, and here, the wind will fight the Pope.

"I saw you during the last World Championship." The Pope suddenly said to Chen Feng in front of him, and the latter did not expect that he, a little person, would be noticed by the Pope.

"Senior, I will not show mercy!" Chen Feng added all the attribute points to life and defense to prevent being taken away by the Pope.

"The same is true for me! In the first World Championship, I was defeated by Shuangjianliu. Although I was unwilling to be defeated by Shuangjianliu, the newcomer, but seeing Abel being frustrated in front of Shuangjianliu again and again, I also understood why I lost to him. Shuangjianliu, like Abel, stands at a height that people can only look up to."

"But I believe that one day I can stand at that height."

"Maybe... naive thoughts, but you are about to fall down here." The Pope pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed Chen Feng. Faced with this sudden attack, Chen Feng was ready, and the giant sword in his hand stretched forward and a string of sparks exploded.

"bite!"

The attack was blocked, and the Pope immediately went to the side and stabbed with Shen Feng. The Pope's rapid movement brought up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the sword stabbed directly without mercy.

"bite!!!"

As soon as the sparks flew, the Pope was knocked away by Chen Feng's giant sword, and a large number of fallen leaves were flying all the way. He slid for more than ten meters before he stopped.

"Instant whirlwind slash!"

The Pope was shocked. The whirlwind slashed in an instant just now. If he hadn't reacted in time to block it, he would have been cut in half!

In theory, the whirlwind slash skill will have a short hand-raising movement and accumulating time, but the whirlwind slash of Shen Feng is released instantly.

Chen Feng did not give the Pope any chance to breathe, and immediately approached the past, suddenly jumped high, and was a jumping towards the Pope.

"boom!!!"

The fallen leaves flew everywhere, occupying the surrounding space and blocking Chen Feng's sight. The sword directly slashed a deep groove on the ground.

"Death Rotation!" Chen Feng continuously rotates and swings his sword, using his skill Death Rotation. In this case where fallen leaves block the line of sight, this is the best choice to prevent the Pope from approaching.

"boom!!!"

The giant sword slashed the big tree as thick as a waist next to it, cutting off the big tree directly. The Pope kept jumping backwards to prevent being caught in the vortex of death of Shen Feng.

Chen Feng had seen the Pope's battle. The guy was close to the opponent and took the opponent away in one go. Chen Feng knew this, so he didn't plan to give the Pope a chance to get close to him from the beginning. The attack range of the giant sword was extremely large. Chen Feng originally wanted to use the huge attack range of the giant sword to defeat the Pope, but he did not expect that he and the Pope were allocated to this map. The fallen leaves that rose with the wind had a great impact on Chen Feng's vision.

The fallen leaves were flying all over the sky. Although the fallen leaves had a great impact on both sides' sight, the pope knew that compared to himself, the Shenfeng, who was spinning with a giant sword in his crazy use of the death spiral, had a greater impact.

He quickly jumped to a tree next to him. At this time, Chen Feng's giant sword swung over and the tree was cut off directly. The Pope took the opportunity to jump up and successfully locked Chen Feng in the air surrounded by fallen leaves, then fell from the sky and stabbed down with a sword.

Death rotation can indeed make all enemies within 360 degrees of surrounding areas unable to get close to them, but there is an attack blind spot above the head.

"Do you think I didn't notice such an obvious weakness?" Chen Feng smiled coldly, braked suddenly, and threw the giant sword in his hand at the pope in the sky with the help of the rotating inertia.

"not good!"

The pope immediately changed the attack to defense, and the giant sword rotated in the air with terrifying power, colliding on the pope's sword...

"Ding Ding Ding Ding!!!"

The pope's body lost its balance and fell from the sky. The giant sword was wrapped around the pope and kept spinning and cutting. The pope blocked the sword in front of him, resisting the collision and cutting of the giant sword, and burst out a series of sparks.

The pope gritted his teeth tightly, and blood was already flowing out of his palms. He knew very well that as long as he put down the sword in his hand, he would be dead.

"Dong!"

The back fell heavily on the ground. The Pope squirted out a mouthful of blood, and the giant sword penetrated tightly into the ground beside him. Without waiting for the Pope to breathe a sigh of relief, the sense of crisis hit his brain, reminding him of the coming danger.

The Pope, regardless of physical pain, quickly rolled around, and everything that happened next proved that as long as he hesitated, it would be a dead end.

"boom!!!"

The punch hit the ground where the pope was just now, and the stones on the ground directly turned into pink. Chen Feng's body emitted a red skill light effect. It was Chen Feng's skill that exploded at the cost of life and physical strength, and his will to kill.

He quickly pulled out the giant sword inserted into the ground and slashed at the Pope. At this time, the heavy giant sword was swung in Chen Feng's hand as easily as the light sword.

"Ding!!!Ding!!!Ding!!!Ding!!!"
Chapter completed!