svetikya Chapter 427
Chapter 427
Chapter 427: [A Saint Descends from Heaven]
"Your Excellency Bishop Richelieu, may I ask Her Highness when she will be able to come to the royal capital."
"King Ben will definitely go to greet him personally."
"With the personal arrival of Her Highness, the soldiers of the British royal family's army will definitely be greatly encouraged, and they will definitely be able to conquer Suning's Wren family territory with a bang!"
Charles said to Richelieu, his tone slightly anxious and urgent.
For the legendary Joan of Arc, the people of the Seven Kingdoms of the Heavenly Void Divine State have admired it for a long time and are very respectful.
With Joan of Arc joining his team, Charles is confident that he will be able to fully mobilize the combat effectiveness of his army.
This is also one of the biggest reasons why he dared to declare war on Suning, that is, the church promised itself that it would send Joan of Arc to participate in the battle against Suning.
"Well... Your Majesty the King please don't worry, Your Majesty has some things to do right now.
"There is no time to personally visit the Kingdom of Great Britain."
Mentioning Charles and mentioning Joan of Arc, Bishop Richelieu, who had just turned his nostrils to the sky, suddenly became dumbfounded.
As far as he was concerned, he did not dare to discuss too much with Charles on the issue of Joan of Arc.
Because even the Pope himself could not forcefully order Joan of Arc to go to the British Kingdom to help Charles.
What's more, now that Joan of Arc was in the endless void of the Heavenly Void God State and was in a state of anxiety with the intruding Ling Feiyan, there was no time to pay attention to Charles's battle.
Heavenly Void Divine State, in the endless void.
Ling Feiyan has been fighting with Joan of Arc here for nearly half a year, during which the two sides have won and lost each other, but it is difficult to achieve absolute suppression, and no one can help the other.
The boundless darkness was lit up in the practice of the two people, and then it was quickly shrouded in darkness and spread.
"Ling Tianjian!"
"The goose passes without a trace!"
Ling Feiyan held the Divine Sword, and his body erupted with a fierce momentum, and in the darkness, a burst of purple light flashed, almost tearing the boundless darkness to pieces.
"You woman, it's really unreasonable!"
"I'm just passing by, but you're trying to stop it here!"
Ling Feiyan almost roared angrily, glaring angrily at the woman in front of her.
If it weren't for the presence of Joan of Arc to block him, he would have already entered the Heavenly Void Divine State to find Suning, and even having a child was not necessarily.
However, Joan of Arc would rather fight herself for three hundred rounds than let herself in, so that both sides are now defeated.
"Don't get too excited about this lady."
"Anger can make you lose your mind, and it can also reduce your chances of victory."
Saint Joan of Arc said with an indifferent face, her fair cheeks glowing in the darkness, and her ethereal voice transmitted Ling Feiyan's mind in public.
Guarding the Heavenly Void Divine State and preventing the invasion of foreign races is the duty of being a saint.
Since becoming a guardian a hundred years ago, Joan of Arc has adhered to her duties and mission.
No matter what alien race, without the permission of the major kingdoms of the Heavenly Void God State, they are not allowed to smuggle in.
"Give up, I won't let you in."
"Your strength is not enough to defeat me."
Joan of Arc held a silver spear, and her fiery wings behind her waved, burning with boundless darkness, like an angel in the darkness.
"How do you know if you don't try?"
Ling Feiyan said unconvinced, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gasped as if the lamp had dried up with oil.
However, her eyes still flashed
, "This is my last blow, I don't believe you can withstand it!"
"Prepare to die!"
Ling Feiyan said, a pink-purple spiritual power in his hand condensed, cutting through the darkness like a firelight, and finally condensed into a huge petal, dazzling.
"Legend has it that the sword technique of the ancestor of the Ling family was able to condense the petals into nine pieces."
"My sister was able to condense six pieces, while I was only able to condense into five."
"However, for you as a woman, I think it is enough!"
Ling Feiyan snorted, and the sword flowers were like butterflies, as if they had wings pushing them forward, and fluttered quickly in front of Joan of Arc.
"Hmph, it's just a trick to carve insects."
"In the glory of the Lord, it is not worth mentioning!"
Joan of Arc said indifferently, although she felt Ling Feiyan's powerful momentum, her face still did not change in the slightest.
The spear in his hand shone brightly, like a huge torch, and the patterns around his body flowed and shone brightly.
"In the glory of the Lord, go to ashes and turn into ashes!"
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!!"
The huge silver spear swept across the darkness, and before Ling Feiyan's flower butterfly could get close, it had already turned into ashes by the burning fire around him.
"As I said, you are not my opponent!"
"Leave the Heavenly Void Divine State quickly, I can still save your life!"
Joan of Arc was still indifferent, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, looking at those dusty butterflies, quite satisfied with her masterpiece.
Because of his conscientiousness, the foreign invaders of the Heavenly Void God State were once again repelled by themselves, the great lord will definitely remember his merits, and Valhalla has long prepared a position for itself.
"Hmph, you've hit the mark!"
"Do you think I really want to kill you?"
Feeling the smug gaze of Joan of Arc, Ling Feiyan not only did not have the slightest chagrin, but instead showed a smile of treachery.
In the defense of Joan of Arc, several butterflies that slipped through the net were not burned by the holy spear, but flew to the corner of Joan of Arc's eyes.
They do not expose any dangerous aura at first, just like ordinary butterflies, beautiful and harmless.
Only in the next second, they suddenly flew madly towards the corner of Joan of Arc's eyes.
"Ah, my eyes!"
Joan of Arc was caught off guard, blinded by the butterfly, and her entire body was also spread by the butterfly's own toxins, unable to control the spiritual power in her body.
It fell straight down from the endless void.
"You shouldn't fall to your death, I hope you can be picked up."
Looking at Joan of Arc's rapidly falling body, Ling Feiyan made a prayer gesture, with a forced smile on the corner of her mouth, and said playfully.