NABC Chapter 254: Shameless
Chapter 254: Shameless
"what--"
The heir of the Temple of Martial God roared angrily, his forehead bone cracked, and between his eyebrows, it seemed as if a third eye had opened, and blood flowed out of it.
At this moment, a ball of blazing light enveloped him and carried him sideways, avoiding the powerful attack of the Dragon and Phoenix Jade Seal.
Gu Chi was furious: "Who is the shady person who interfered in secret?!"
She didn't think that the previous attack could directly kill the heir of the Temple of Martial God, but at least it could seriously injure him, making him unable to compete with her for a short time.
"The young generation nowadays is so impulsive."
An old man dressed in rough cloth appeared at this time. Although he was dressed simply, his whole body was shining with a sacred and brilliant light. He stood there and stared at Gu Chi coldly.
Gu Chi immediately understood that the reason why her heart was pounding earlier was definitely because this old guy wanted to harm her secretly, but for some reason, he didn't actually do it.
"Stop trying to act like a senior figure with me. Do you still have any shame? I'm fighting the heir of your Martial God Hall. Why are you interfering?"
She was not afraid, because she knew that the old man Ling Xiaoke must be hiding in the dark watching her and would not allow a Half-Step Lord above the Jindan stage to kill her.
The old servant of the heir of the Martial God Temple exuded a chill, staring at Gu Chi with cold eyes, and said, "Don't you know that my young master has always been giving in to you? Why are you so ungrateful?"
"Bah! Do you guys from the Martial God Hall have any shame left? How dare you say something like that?!"
In the distance, Tuoba Cang was so angry that he started cursing loudly. The big black dog even bent its body, baring its sharp teeth that gleamed like steel knives and swords, and was about to pounce on the old bastard and tear him apart.
"Yes, it's obvious that the young supreme of the Martial God Hall lost."
"His original intention was to seize the golden silk of the Autumn Silkworm. If he had that ability, he would have killed Qianhe long ago. He can't beat her, so why bother talking about giving in? How can the Martial God Temple, a tradition that inherits an ancient and transcendental Taoism, be so shameless?"
"It's a distortion of right and wrong, disgusting!"
Many people who supported Gu Chi were also extremely dissatisfied with the old servant's words and spoke out one after another.
The old servant of the heir of the Martial God Temple ignored this and stared at Gu Chi, saying, "My young master is only sending out a Dao body this time. If his real body came in person, could you stop him? Killing you would be as easy as pie! I am saving you, and it would be fine if you don't feel grateful, but you are so ignorant."
Gu Chi said, "Shameless old man, can you please have some dignity? Now, let his true form roll over here, and I'll kill him all at once!"
"In the past, the Hongmeng Daochang's inheritance was still alive, but it was destroyed by us overnight. Even if it is rebuilt now, it will still fall into decline. How can it compete with our Martial God Palace? Young people should keep a low profile, otherwise one day you will not even know how you died."
The old servant of the heir of the Temple of Martial God acted like an elder teaching a younger one, and at the same time he exuded an invisible pressure, pressing Gu Chi, wanting her to kneel in public to save her face.
Of course, he didn't dare to kill Gu Chi, because he knew that Ling Xiaoke was a madman who was not easy to mess with. If he dared to disregard the rules, the Martial God Temple would probably be slaughtered by him for two or three generations in the future.
"The Martial God Hall is so arrogant! A mere servant dares to come to my temple and act like a master!"
Before he finished speaking, a crack appeared in the void, and a large, earth-yellow hand stretched out from it and grabbed the old servant. The latter was so frightened that his face turned as pale as paper and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Everyone present was shocked. It was obvious that Ling Xiaoke was taking action.
This old servant of the heir of the Temple of Martial God has profound cultivation and has already reached the realm of Half-Step Lord. But now he is being grabbed by that big khaki hand like a little chicken, and he is shaking with fear under that terrifying pressure.
"Ling Xiaoke...this...this is a misunderstanding! I didn't hurt your successor!"
"Misunderstanding?" Ling Xiaoke snorted coldly. The large hand slowly closed, and a cold voice continued to emanate, saying, "How dare a mere servant like you lecture my disciple? Furthermore, what you just said made me feel very uncomfortable!"
"puff!"
Blood spurted out and everyone trembled. A half-step Lord was crushed to death by a single hand, just like crushing an ant.
"How dare a lowly slave dare to bark at the gate of my Hongmeng Taoist temple!" Lingxiaoke's voice was so loud that it shook the heaven and earth.
People have reason to suspect that if the old servant had not mentioned the extinction of the Hongmeng Daochang inheritance and how terrible the current situation was, he probably would not have been killed so directly.
In the end, it was his bad mouth that caused the trouble.
Of course, Ling Xiaoke's move also made all the forces present realize one thing.
Among the younger generation, no matter who it is, as long as their realm does not exceed the Jindan stage, he will not care if anyone attacks Qianhe. But if there is a Half-Step Lord above the Jindan stage who wants to harm his disciples, that is absolutely not allowed.
Just like at this moment, even if it is a transcendent and powerful force like the Temple of Martial God, as long as anyone dares to cross the line, he will kill them without mercy.
That's why the old servant didn't kill Gu Chizhen directly, otherwise the younger generation of the Temple of Martial God would have suffered greatly.
You know, even the Heming Sect where Gu Chi and Big Black Dog were, a small sect that was not well-known in Qian Country, already had as many as 20,000 to 30,000 disciples.
And how many disciples did a sect like the Martial God Temple, with its ancient and transcendental tradition, have? If they were to be slaughtered completely just for angering that lunatic Ling Xiaoke, the mere thought of that scene would give one the chills.
"Among the younger generation, there are not many who can compete head-on with Qianhe, and Lingxiaoke's tyranny eliminates the possibility of anyone bullying the weak. The future of this girl is immeasurable." Someone sighed.
The Lingxiaoke who was surrounded and suppressed by various forces and hid for thousands of years without daring to show up has now become a big shot and can stand on equal footing with the ancestors of various sects.
Most likely no one would dare to violate the rules he set. After all, who would want to provoke such a madman?
"What's going on? Does he still want to attack the heir of the Temple of the God of War?" someone shouted in surprise.
It was not until this moment that people realized that Lingxiaoke's big khaki hand had not disappeared, but was still there, blocking out the sky and the sun, giving people a great sense of oppression.
And the facts seemed to be just as everyone guessed. The big hand pressed down and grabbed the heir of the Temple of Martial God in its palm.
Everyone present, whether they were the geniuses of the younger generation or the elders of the older generation, couldn't help but hold their breath at this moment, as if even their hearts had stopped beating.
If the young supreme of the Temple of Martial God died here, the impact would be too great.
This is not something that the old servant could compare to. The Martial God Temple will definitely not let it go. Maybe even the forbidden existence that has been sealed and suppressed since ancient times will be released, stirring up bloody storms in the world.