Chapter 516: Someone the Likes of You Is Capable of Killing Our Temple Preceptor? (2/2)
Everyone heard the voice clearly.
The Deities Templar disciples suddenly quieted down to an eerie silence.
Zhang Jingfan was stunned for a moment.
“Who’s that seeking death, acting so brazen as to deliberately muddle in others’ matters!” Zhang Jingfan snapped, “Roll out here for me!”
Just as his words ended, he spotted a black-haired young man clad in brocade robe that reflected light like the stars flying over from the distant horizon. The black-haired young man’s speed was seemingly slow, but in fact it was horrifyingly fast.
On the black-haired young man’s star-like brocade robe were embroidered dense diagrams of mythical beasts, not too many nor too little. Exactly three hundred of them.
“Lord Beast God!” When Emperor Duanren and the Guo Family’s Ancestor, Guo Chen, saw the black-haired young man, neither of them could conceal the joy from their faces. Of course, there was also disbelief.
On Zhang Jingfan’s side, however, there was an opposite reaction: “Huang Xiaolong!”
The black-haired young man was none other than Huang Xiaolong.
In a what seemed like a simple few steps, Huang Xiaolong had reached the space in front of them.
“We respectfully welcome the Lord Beast God!” Emperor Duanren, Ancestor Guo Chen, and the rest of the Duanren Imperial City’s Saint realm experts knelt in salute.
Although Emperor Duanren was the ruler of an empire, he still needed to refer to Huang Xiaolong as Lord Beast God with respect when he saw him, as did Ancestor Guo and the rest.
Huang Xiaolong smiled, “Everyone, please stand up.”
When everyone was on their feet, Huang Xiaolong spoke “Brother Duan Ren, just call me Brother Huang like you did in the past.”
Emperor Duanren, Ancestor Guo, and others felt overly flattered, insisting they dare not do so.
Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong decided against saying anything more. He turned around, looking at Zhang Jingfan with a deadpan expression that showed neither anger nor joy, “Earlier, you said that your Temple Preceptor can kill me with a single slap?”
After the initial shock, Zhang Jingfan had now calmed down and regained his composure. Answering with a mocking sneer, he said, “That’s right. Huang Xiaolong, our Temple Preceptor has advanced to God Realm, killing you is no different than killing a stupid Tyrant Boar. We have an army of several million here, do you think you can stem a raging tide based on your strength alone?”
Huang Xiaolong shook his head, “Who said that I’m alone?” Then, with a wave of his hand, Zhao Shu, Zhang Fu, and the remaining nine hundred plus experts came out from the Godly Mt. Xumi.
In order to travel at a faster speed, he carried them inside the Godly Mt. Xumi.
Watching more than nine hundred people suddenly appear behind Huang Xiaolong, everyone on Zhang Jingfan’s side became ashen.
All— ALL of them were Saint realm experts!
More than nine hundred Saint realm experts!
Huang Xiaolong looked at Zhang Jingfan with the same expression, “I’ll tell you the truth, Ying Tian has already been killed by me. If you choose to blow yourself up now, perhaps you might die more comfortably.”
Deities Templar’s Temple Preceptor was dead?!
Emperor Duan Ren, Guo Chen, and the rest exchanged silent glances among themselves.
Because Huang Xiaolong made a clean work out of Deities Templar’s headquarters and did not order for the news to be spread out, the forces of the Martial Spirit World were still in the dark about Deities Templar’s headquarters’ destruction.
Zhang Jingfan burst out laughing for a while at Huang Xiaolong’s words, as if he had just heard the world’s biggest joke, “Huang Xiaolong, you're really skilled at bullshitting, you’re telling me that someone the likes of you is capable of killing our Temple Preceptor?”
Even the Deities Templar’s branch leaders couldn’t resist laughing out loud.