Chapter 1187: Huang Xiaolong Is Second Place For Sure? (1/2)

Looking at Huang Xiaolong's right fist falling down, Tan Lin revealed a manic expression all of a sudden. He let out a blood curdling scream as golden-colored blood flowed out from his body!

”Ancient Devil Arts, Savage Blood!”

”Tan Lin's gone crazy!”

Looking at Tan Lin's situation, some experts in the crowd exclaimed. Even the Twin Cities Sect's experts showed solemn expressions.

Although this technique could stimulate the power hidden deep in one's bloodline for a short time, the side effects were nothing to sneeze at.

Twin Cities Sect Chief Zhou Xuantong frowned, but inwardly he sighed.

At this time, Tan Lin's fists punched at Huang Xiaolong.

Bang!

Resounding booms shook the air akin to continuous lightning strikes.

Everyone noticed Tan Lin's quiverig body, then the firmament bear armor covering him fragmented, quickly disappearing, revealing Tan Lin's body within. Unable to withstand Huang Xiaolong's attack, Tan Lin's legs buckled, kneeling on the stage like Yang Liming did before. The entire stage shook and cracks began to appear.

Tan Lin's legs gave out and he was now kneeling on the stage!

He already suddenly howled, a painful expression on his face as if he was suffering some inhumane torture.

Tan Lin had an emperor rank godhead. Cultivating until now, he has reached Second Order Ancient God Realm and his temperament had been grinded to such a degree that most pain would not even make him frown. Yet be was now howling and screaming, one could imagine his pain.

Just as Huang Xiaolong was about to attack again, Twin Cities Sect's experts quickly shouted, ”Tan Lin admits defeat!”

Having learned the lesson before with Yang Liming, the Twin Cities Sect's experts decisively admitted defeat without a trace of hesitation, for Twin Cities Sect's experts understood very well that if they had acted a second late, Tan Lin would end up as miserable as Yang Liming in Huang Xiaolong's hands.

Then again, Tan Lin's current situation was miserable enough.

Hearing multiple shouts of defeat from Twin Cities Sect's experts, Huang Xiaolong could only stop. In truth, he didn't plan to abuse Tan Lin like he did Yang Liming, after all, Tan Lin was an emperor rank godhead disciple; if he was crippled, Twin Cities Sect might not be in a hurry to settle with him, but Fortune Gate definitely wouldn't let this matter slide.

An emperor rank godhead disciple was a darling hard to come by in tens of thousands of years to the Fortune Gate, if crippled, one could imagine the consequences.

Although Huang Xiaolong and Tan Lin's match had ended, everyone was finding it hard to calm down.

Watching Tan Lin being carried down by others, some Dragon Origin Sect and Twin Cities Sect's disciples felt their hearts jerked. All of them were inwardly glad that they did not meet Huang Xiaolong on the battle stage.

In the distance, the Ouyang Clan group looked like they fell into a bottomless abyss, especially Ouyang Yunfei, his hands and feet were shaking.

Earlier, Yao Chi cried when she saw the two light spheres explode, thinking that Huang Xiaolong would die in that terrifying explosion. Now that she saw he wal okay, she was smiling like a rose that bloomed after the rain, showing her allure.

Lu Zhuo, Zhu Huang, and the others were smiling with heartfelt gladness.

'Won! He actually won!' Lu Zhuo was shouting frenzily in his heart.

Inside a building, Li Lu too patted her chest looking through the crystal wall. Delight could be seen in her eyes even as she grumbled, ”Making people worry in vain!” Earlier, when she saw Huang Xiaolong being swallowed by the two light spheres, it felt as if her heart was sliced by a knife. That feeling was no different than the end of the world.

For a moment, her mind was taken over by an overwhelming desire to kill. However, everything was in the past now!