Chapter 13185 Help Me Protect Ling Xiao

Chapter 13185 Help Me Protect Ling Xiao
The air around them suddenly became still, and even time seemed to freeze at this moment. The originally unstoppable force also began to disappear bit by bit at this moment, as if being swallowed by some mysterious force.

However, just when everyone thought the crisis had been resolved, Long Yingtian suddenly punched out. His fist was wrapped in the sound of endless wind and thunder, like a meteor that streaked across the sky, aiming directly at the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord's expression suddenly changed at this moment. He obviously did not expect that Long Yingtian would be so bold to attack him directly.

There was a flash of astonishment and anger in his eyes. Could this guy really be crazy? However, there was no time to think about it. The Holy Lord also punched out, and the fist was as fierce as a storm, colliding with Long Yingtian's fist in the air.

boom!
The two men's fists collided violently in the air, like two stars colliding, erupting with dazzling light and terrifying power fluctuations.

This force continued to brew in the hall, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart, but in the end it miraculously disappeared, leaving only a faint aftermath vibrating in the air.

It turned out that they were evenly matched!
Long Yingtian slowly stood up at this time, his eyes were like torches, staring directly at the Holy Lord, his tone was full of unquestionable determination: "I regard you as the Holy Lord, you are the Holy Lord, but if you dare to touch my son, I promise to destroy your temple at all costs. No one will be left here, not even a blade of grass will grow!"

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to contain a great force, which made people feel awe involuntarily. After saying this, his figure disappeared in the hall like a ghost, leaving only a trace of afterimage flickering in the air.

Since the topic of this meeting is to deal with Ling Xiao, and Long Yingtian has already stated his position and determination, there is no need for him to attend this meeting. He wants to find his son and ensure his safety.

Inside the hall, the Holy Lord's face was extremely ugly. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his upper and lower teeth were clenched, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger and unwillingness in his heart.

He had never thought that Long Yingtian would be so bold as to attack him directly, and he had never expected that he would be forced into such a situation by a junior in this martial arts world.

"Holy Lord, is this meeting still open?" Qian Feng's voice sounded at this time. She asked lightly, with a barely perceptible sarcasm and gloating in her tone. She seemed to be very happy to see the usually high and mighty Holy Lord being humiliated, which greatly reduced his image in her heart.

"Of course it will open!" The Holy Lord's voice echoed in the hall with unquestionable majesty.

He withdrew his gaze from the direction where Long Yingtian disappeared, and instead scanned the people in the hall, and continued: "If Long Yingtian doesn't want to participate, then he doesn't have to participate in the future. Our Holy Hall will not stagnate because of one person's absence. As for the position of the Palace Master of the Demon Suppression Palace, it cannot be left vacant for long. Among you, one person will surely stand out in the future and become the new Palace Master."

There was a hint of meaning in the Saint's words, as if he was hinting at something. His gaze lingered on Qian Feng and the others for a moment, as if he was observing their reactions and thoughts.

Qian Feng and the others showed different expressions on their faces. Some showed anticipation and desire, as if they were determined to get the position of Palace Master; others showed caution and vigilance, as if they were thinking about the deep meaning of the Holy Lord's words and the possible consequences.

The Holy Lord looked at their reactions and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips. He knew very well that these people were not easy to deal with, and each of them had their own ambitions and calculations.

But this is exactly what he expected, because only after fierce competition and contest can a person with real ability and strength be selected to serve as the Lord of the Demon Suppression Mansion.

"Okay, let's get back to the point." The Holy Lord's voice sounded again, pulling everyone's thoughts back to reality. "Our topic today is about how to deal with Ling Xiao. Although Long Yingtian has left, his threat still exists. We can't let our guard down because of one person's absence. We must go all out to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan."

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After leaving the temple, Long Yingtian walked with firm steps through several busy streets, and finally came to a tavern that seemed inconspicuous but exuded an ancient atmosphere.

The pub was bustling with people, but Long Yingtian seemed to be isolated from it all. He found a seat by the window and sat down, looking at the bustling crowd outside with a serious look, while thinking about his next plan in his heart.

About half an hour later, a slight sound of footsteps broke Long Yingtian's meditation. He looked up and saw an old man carrying a box slowly walking into the tavern.

The old man was thin, but his steps were steady, and his eyes were shining with wisdom. He was Master Lu, whom Long Yingtian respected very much in the martial arts world.

Upon seeing this, Long Yingtian immediately stood up to greet him with a respectful look on his face: "Master Lu, you are here." There was some excitement and anticipation in his voice, as if he saw hope of resolving the current predicament.

Master Lu nodded slightly, his eyes lingered on Long Yingtian for a moment, then he sighed and said, "You were too impulsive just now. Now is not the time for the Fuzun Mansion to fall out with the Holy Hall. You should know that the strength of the Holy Hall is extraordinary. Once they really fall out, the consequences will be disastrous."

When Long Yingtian heard this, his face darkened slightly, but then he regained his composure.

He took a deep breath and said firmly, "It doesn't matter. No one can touch my son. Whoever touches my son will be killed. Even if it costs me everything, I will not hesitate. I should have left with his mother. Now I am alive only to protect my son."

At this point, a hint of determination and sadness flashed in Long Yingtian's eyes.

He seemed to have returned to the painful moment of losing his wife, with endless anger and unwillingness in his heart. But even so, he never gave up protecting and promising his son. This determination and persistence moved Master Lu.

Master Lu looked at Long Yingtian, with a complicated look in his eyes. He knew Long Yingtian's character and personality very well, and also understood why he was so impulsive and resolute.

But he knew that the current situation did not allow for any mistakes or impulsiveness. So he patted Long Yingtian on the shoulder and said earnestly: "I know how you feel, but you must calm down. Only by thinking calmly can you find a solution to the problem."

"This is exactly why I asked you, Master Lu, to help me protect Ling Xiao!" Long Yingtian's voice was filled with a hint of pleading and determination. His eyes were deep, as if he had already seen the possible crisis in the future, and Ling Xiao's safety was what he was most concerned about at the moment.