Chapter 959: Need a reason?
Chapter 959 Need a reason?
"If you dare to pretend to be someone else to participate in the Promise Trial, you are disrespectful to the Promise Holy Heaven. Do you know what the consequences are?" The middle-aged man said with a deep face.
"My lord, do you have any proof to prove that I am an imposter? Even if you are from the Promise Holy Heaven, you can't frame a good person out of thin air, so it's unreasonable." Luo Lihu said bitterly.
"What do I say about you, what you are, do you need a reason, do you need reason?" The middle-aged man leaned forward slightly, looking straight into the other's eyes, and said contemptuously.
Although this sounded arrogant and domineering, but from his mouth, it seemed reasonable and reasonable, and it was impossible to refute it. Respecting the strong is the unbreakable truth.
Under his close stare, his beard's eyes drifted away, and he did not dare to look at him, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Big... Your lord is misunderstood. I didn't deliberately substitute my name and disrespect the Promise Holy Heaven. It's because... because Yang Anwen was so excited when he received the trial token that he became crazy, and I was his cousin again. The aptitude is not inferior to him, and the cultivation base is one grade higher than him. This is...this is for him..." Luo Lihu's mentality finally collapsed, stuttering his explanation.
"Draw your sword, because you do have some aptitude and strength, I will give you a dignified way of death." Unfortunately, before finishing speaking, the middle-aged man interrupted. The middle-aged man held the hilt in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, without any emotion.
"My lord, I really am..." The beard was sweating, and wanted to explain a few more words.
"Draw the sword!" the middle-aged man said simply.
Around , everyone took a few steps back, avoiding like a star.
It's useless to know how to explain it. He held the hilt of the sword helplessly, but his fingers were trembling slightly. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and turned and fled towards the distance.
Out of awe of the Promise Holy Heaven, how can he dare to do anything with the other party?
I have to admit that this person's strength is indeed good. If he doesn't move, he will be like a glimpse of light when he moves. In the blink of an eye, he has reached dozens of feet away. It was also until this time that the crowd could vaguely see the nine red holy beads on his forehead. Soul Sage Ninth Rank, this person is actually the cultivation base of Soul Sage Nine Rank.
"So strong!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed. The selection criteria of the Promise Sacred Heaven is not all based on cultivation level, but more on aptitude, so not all of the people selected to participate in the trial are masters, and there are even sage masters in the realm of Dharma. The strength was naturally surprised.
However, the middle-aged man was not surprised at all. He just sneered and drew his sword and slashed out without panic.
"Swipe!" The cold light passed by, and the blood rain flew away. The swiftly running cheeks gave a sudden, and then split into two halves, but still maintained the one-legged running posture, and rushed out ten feet away before falling to the ground at the same time.
This scene should have made people feel funny, but at this moment, no one could laugh. Everyone only felt panic from the bottom of their hearts.
One sword is just one sword, and a powerful soul sage ninth rank die just like that.
The most frightening thing is that the middle-aged man shot too fast. Until then, no one could even see the gleaming of the holy beads between his brows, not knowing how strong his cultivation was.
"My name is Gong Yuanhong, you better remember me, if anyone dares to replace him, disrespect the Promise Holy Heaven, kill without mercy!" The middle-aged man put away his sword and said indifferently. It seemed that what he had just killed was not a master of Soul Saint Ninth Stage, but a pig and a dog.
(End of this chapter)
