Shield Hero: My Fist Is Hard

When Qin Feng's fist was about to land on the Pope's face, that barrier of light that looked like a city wall appeared again.

boom!

The deafening violent sound resounded all around.

Qin Feng's fist stopped, but the light wall began to flicker, and returned to normal after about two seconds.

The members of the church standing in front of the Pope started to fall down one by one, and more than 10 people lost consciousness at once. It seemed that their bodies were unable to support themselves due to a large amount of magic power.

"Maybe your defense is very strong, but your fist can't break down our barrier, it's useless."

Regarding the fallen church members, the Pope said slowly to Qin Feng without even looking at them.

"Really? It's just a tentative punch, don't be too confident, the real punch will come next."

"Block of iron! Crushed!!!"

Qin Feng withdrew his fist and jumped up. This time, he mustered up his strength and swung another punch.

As the fist hit the light wall, the bell-like sound - I remembered it again.

"I said it was useless."

The pope regained his smiling expression, and the tip of the replica holy spear in his hand radiated more intense light.

At such a close range, the power of this weapon will be even stronger, and this time it will definitely kill Qin Feng on the spot.

The pope thought so, but the smile on his face became stiff.

Because Qin Feng's fist hit the light wall, a crack appeared, and it expanded rapidly like a spider's web, until the entire light wall was covered with dense cracks.

boom!

The barrier of light wall shattered like glass, turned into bits of light, and sprinkled on the ground.

More than 10 of those church members vomited blood on the spot and fell to the ground losing their combat effectiveness.

Before the Pope could be surprised, Raphtalia and Filo had appeared to his left and right.

They believed that Qin Feng would be able to defeat Guangbi, so they acted immediately.

Facing the pope, they are their nirvana when they come up.

The pope's reaction was also quite sharp, and he immediately gave up on continuing to launch the attacking skills, and instead spun the replica holy spear in his hand.

"Non-self realm?"

Seeing this skill, Kitamura Motoyasu exclaimed, it must be an advanced gun skill that he has not yet mastered.

"You must not disobey God, and I am God!"

In the pope's roar, all the attacks of Raphtalia and Filo were bounced off.

Not only that, but the tip of the gun emitted a strong light, which turned into dots and fell on Raphtalia and Filo.

"it hurts!"

Raphtalia and Filo backed away quickly, shouting uncontrollably.

The so-called [Selfless Realm] seems to not only block the enemy's attack, but also bounce the attack back, which is somewhat similar to the iron block.

At this time, Qin Feng's fist followed closely, before the explosive fist arrived, the fist wind arrived, blowing the pope's clothes rustling.

Without the obstruction of the light wall, the fist directly hit the pope's face.

It's just that there is no sense of force, as if hitting the air.

"Fake!"

Qin Feng watched the figure of the pope disappear like a mirror image, and immediately looked around.

Where Raphtalia and Filo were originally, there were two Popes standing there instead.

But Qin Feng didn't continue to shoot, because he knew it was an illusion.

Even if his eyes are deceived, he will not deceive himself with his knowledge and domineering. The pope clearly exudes the aura of Raphtalia and Filo.

"This is a phantom arrow. It can use phantoms to confuse the opponent and make the opponent mistakenly recognize the enemy as the enemy. Be careful."

Then Itsuki Kawasumi called out.

Although he had a feud with Qin Feng, he knew that now was not the time to worry about these things. The most important thing was to defeat the Pope first. If even Qin Feng was defeated by the Pope, then people like himself would not even think about surviving.

"Is it really this kind of skill?"

Qin Feng nodded, looked around again, and dozens of popes appeared around him, and the weapon in his hand became a replica holy bow.

"Haha...Shield Demon, your strength really surprised me, but this is almost coming to an end."

The pope of all people raised the replica holy bow, and at the same time pulled the bowstring to the full, ready to launch another big move.

"This is the strongest single-target attack skill, and you can't find me, Shield Demon, you will die here today, haha..."

The Pope laughed again, and the replica holy bow also began to radiate brilliant light.

However, the Pope's laughter stopped abruptly in the next second, because Qin Feng disappeared.

"You said I couldn't find you?"

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Qin Feng appeared in front of a pope, and at the same time he punched the pope in the stomach.

...ask for flowers...

"Pfft~~~"

The pope bent like a shrimp, and spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the false popes around him began to disappear one by one.

"How...how is it possible, how did you find me?"

The pope's face turned extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Isn't God? Isn't God omniscient? Can't even think of this? Then you'd better go to hell and ask, but you're right, this should be over. "

Of course it is impossible for Qin Feng to tell him that although his skills can deceive people's senses, but in front of the knowledgeable domineering, no matter how many phantoms he changes, his body is still as bright as a fluorescent lamp in the dark night.

Just as he finished speaking, screams followed one after another.

The pope reluctantly turned his head, and found that Bell and others had rushed into the ranks of church members and started to slaughter.

"Is everything really over? I lost? No...I can't fail, I'm obviously a god!"

The Pope whispered, as if he still couldn't believe the reality.

"Whether it's a god or a devil, you should stand here first!"

Qin Feng stretched out his hands, helped the Pope stand up straight again, and then nodded: "Well...this posture is very good!"

Before the pope understood what he wanted to do, he saw a fist getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision, pressing towards him like a mountain.

hiss~~~

It was as if something was passing through the air, and the sound of tearing the air sounded.

The Pope's body was still standing there, but his head was gone. To be honest, his head became fragments all over the place.

"Done!"

Qin Feng withdrew his fist, took a look, and found that there was no blood on it: "Sure enough, after receiving the reward, I became much stronger!"

"Master... His Excellency the Pope lost to the devil!"

"It's over! It's over!"

The members of the church were still resisting a little, but seeing the death of the pope, all of them lost their belief in fighting and knelt on the ground one after another.

"Woo~~~~~~~"

At this moment, a sound that seemed to be an army horn pierced the sky.