President Bingshan's Cold Guard

Cardinal Mosan?

Hearing Ghost Fox's words, Ye Xuan, Zhao Mengxue and the others' complexions darkened, and their expressions were a little dignified.

The opponent was a member of the Holy See. I didn't expect that Cardinal Mosang would personally lead the team to the East China Sea.

In the distance, Cardinal Mosang was not in a hurry to act.

His deep and deep eyes shot at Su Yang who was in the car, and there was a slight coldness in the corner of his mouth.

I thought that with the silver armor, I could bring Zhao Mengxue back last time.

Unexpectedly, he was resisted by Su Yang, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

Mad Dragon, the master of the Holy Demon Temple, the only one who survived the hands of Zeus, the master of the gods.

It seems that he still underestimated Su Yang, so in order to take Zhao Mengxue away, he personally led the team.

This time, he is bound to win, and he wants to see how powerful the Kuanglong is.

"Ye Xuan, come down with me, the others stay in the car and don't act rashly."

Su Yang patted Ye Xuan on the shoulder, opened the door and was about to get out of the car.

"Su Yang, be careful."

Seeing that Su Yang was going to deal with Cardinal Mosang, Zhao Mengxue's face was full of worry.

Su Yang has only been awake for a few days, and his injuries have not healed yet.

It's really not necessarily that Mosang's opponent, if Su Yang is seriously injured again, it will be terrible.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Su Yang gave Zhao Mengxue a reassuring look, and walked towards Mo Sang and the others.

Seeing Su Yang and Ye Xuan approaching him slowly, the corner of Mosang's mouth curled up slightly.

"Mad Dragon, it seems that I still underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be able to break the silver armor made by the blacksmith."

The silver armor made by the master blacksmith of the Weapons Pavilion is said to be invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire.

Since it was created, no one has ever been able to break through the defense of the silver armor.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was forcibly broken open by Su Yang, which is really shocking.

Su Fan's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly, "Mosang, it was your idea or the Pope's idea to snatch the human gene technology."

As far as he knew, the Pope should not be interested in human genetic technology, so why did he suddenly want to attack Zhao Mengxue?
Not only the Pope, but most of the established forces in the Western Dark World are not interested in human genetic technology.

In their eyes, although human gene technology can improve a person's strength in a short period of time, the side effects are also very obvious.

If there were no such side effects, they might still be interested.

What's more, only those warriors who can't go further in martial arts will choose to be transformed into genetic warriors.

After all, this is a tree without roots, and it will not last long at all.

The most important thing is that what the genetic warrior consumes is his own potential. Once the potential is exhausted, he is not far from death.

Therefore, in the dark world of the West, only weak organizations and forces will take this shortcut in order to quickly improve their overall strength.

"It has nothing to do with the Pope, it's what I mean."

Mo Sang is also very frank, anyway, in his eyes Su Yang is already a dead person, and a dead person will not reveal the secret.

Hearing this, Su Yang frowned slightly, "Aren't you afraid that the Pope will blame you?"

Without the Pope's order, Cardinal Mosang came to snatch the human gene technology.

Once known by the pope, even if Mosang is not dead, he will be held accountable.

"The Pope is in retreat, but he has no time to care about this."

When mentioning the Pope, Mosang's eyes showed fear.

"Kuanglong, if you obediently hand over Zhao Mengxue to me, I might still leave your whole body, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

When it came to the end, Mo Sang's tone became more and more cold, and a terrifying and obscure murderous aura radiated from his body.

From when Su Yang got off the car to now, he could feel that Su Yang's aura was not stable, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries.

In the heyday of Su Yang, Mo Sang might still be a little jealous, but now that Su Yang is seriously injured, he really doesn't pay attention to him.

Hearing this, Su Yang sneered, "Then stop talking nonsense and do it!"

No wonder Mosang acted so boldly. It turned out that the old Pope had retreated.

As soon as the words fell, Su Yang came to Mosang in an instant, and punched Mosang hard in the chest.

It's better to fight quickly. If it drags on, it will only be more detrimental to him. After all, his injury has not healed yet.

Seeing that Su Yang was the first to attack, Mo Sang's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand and punched Su Yang hard.

With a loud noise, Su Yang quickly retreated behind him, taking five or six steps to stabilize his figure.

On the other hand, Mo Sang just took a small step back, and the two competed.

Seeing this scene, both Ye Xuan and everyone in the car looked a little ugly.

They didn't expect Cardinal Mosang to be so powerful, and the power of his punches was so terrifying.

Su Yang shook his numb right arm, his eyes were full of coldness.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was seriously injured and couldn't even display [-]% of his strength, how could Mo Sang be his opponent.

"Boy, you don't want to be brave again, do you?"

Just when Su Yang was about to rush up again, the voice of Ice Silkworm Gong Gu sounded, "Let me take the shot."

Su Yang is not the only enemy in front of Mo Sang, the reincarnation organization, Taotie, Chi You and others are all watching from the dark.

If Su Yang was seriously injured again this time, without him, Zhao Mengxue would be in danger.

"Wait a minute, I'll try again."

Su Yang directly refused, and rushed towards Mo Sang again.

Seeing Su Yang being forced back by his punch, Mo Sang's eyes were full of splendor.

Sure enough, I guessed right, Su Yang was seriously injured and was not his opponent at all.

If he could kill the mad dragon, even if the pope knew that he had acted privately, he would probably be punished lightly.

And without Kuanglong, the top powerhouse, it will only be a matter of time before the Holy Demon Palace will be destroyed.

Seeing Su Yang rushing towards him again, Mo Sang's breath burst out suddenly, and he fought Su Yang head-on.

It's better to fight quickly to avoid long nights and dreams. After all, this is China, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. If Cheng Yaojin is killed halfway, it will be troublesome.

Seeing that Su Yang was unable to lift his head under the pressure of Mo Sang's violent attack, Ye Xuan frowned, feeling heavy in his heart.

He could feel Mosang's terrifying power fluctuations, this guy's strength was only slightly inferior to that of Lord Wei before him.

If Mo Sang's strength was comparable to Lord Wei's, then Su Yang would not be able to catch even one move, let alone sustain it for so long.

With a loud noise, Su Yang was thrown flying again by Mo Sang's punch.

Mo Sang's punch just happened to hit his right shoulder, and the old injury was not healed, and a new injury was added.

He felt a burning pain in his entire right arm, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Boy, if you hold on any longer, you will surely die."

Seeing that Su Yang was injured again, Ice Silkworm Gong Gu became a little anxious.

Why is this guy so stubborn? If he had let himself take action earlier, Mo Sang would have been dealt with in an instant. How could he be injured again?