This long howl sounded like a soft knife cutting through a person's body, causing He Yiming to have goosebumps all over his body.
However, a mere howl had already caused such a powerful effect. This person whom He Yiming had yet to meet immediately caused He Yiming's heart to be greatly fearful.
Franklyn raised his eyes as he stood on the Divine Temple Eagle. A hint of anxiety flashed through his eyes, but He Yiming was unable to shake off Franklyn's harassment.
Of course, if he was alone, he would naturally be able to withdraw. However, with the addition of this burden under his feet, everything became difficult. At this moment, Franklyn clearly wanted to escape when he heard the howl that was gradually approaching. However, he was unable to do so.
A moment later, two small black dots could be seen flying over from the horizon. They were extremely fast and seemed to be as fast as the White Horse Lightning.
He Yiming's heart trembled. He no longer cared about tangling with Franklyn. He gently clamped his legs together and immediately controlled the White Horse Lightning to stop attacking.
Franklyn's face was gloomy. He stared coldly at He Yiming. His sharp eyes were filled with killing intent.
At this moment, the expression of the Divine Temple Pope was completely different from when they first met. There was no longer any amiable and harmonious image on him. Instead, he was so gloomy that it made people feel uncomfortable.
A shriveled and unpleasant voice rang out from the distance, "Franklyn, am I seeing things? You've been forced into a corner."
The two black dots in the distance were constantly expanding. It could already be seen that they were two experts flying with the Light of the Divine Soldier. However, one of them had already spoken before he even arrived, and his words were filled with schadenfreude and mockery.
He Yiming's heart skipped a beat. There were only a few people in the world who were qualified to speak to the Divine Temple Pope in such a tone. The only person who could possibly appear here was …
A bitter smile appeared on his face. Sure enough, this person was Franklyn's greatest enemy in his life. However, due to the Millennium Island of Iceland, they were unexpectedly united.
This outcome was undoubtedly not what He Yiming wanted to see.
The two figures stopped not far away from them.
One of them was an old man who was so thin that he seemed like he could be blown away by a gust of wind. Some obvious age spots could even be seen on his face.
However, the mighty pressure that was released from the elder's body proved that he was not an ordinary person.
The other person was more strange. He wore a strange mask on his head, which covered his face and half of his upper body.
Although he did not see through this person's true face, He Yiming did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest.
"Garfield, you failed to keep the appointment," Franklyn said.
Before this person truly appeared, Franklin tried his best to leave this place, because he didn't want his old rival to see him being powerless. However, when the man saw his embarrassment, Franklyn quickly regained his composure as if nothing had happened. He faced the man with the most natural attitude.
He Yiming took a deep breath. Garfield …
This name was very common in the West. In a city, there were at least two Garfields. However, there was only one Garfield who could be called out by the Divine Temple Pope in such a tone.
He was the current president of the Dark Coalition's parliament, who had tens of thousands of years of history.
An embarrassed smile appeared on Garfield's old face.
When he saw this smile, He Yiming's heart skipped a beat. This man's performance did not seem to be at the same level as Franklyn at all. However, he felt that this man was more dangerous than Franklyn.
"Franklyn, I was delayed by something this time." Garfield bowed slightly and said, "Please allow me to apologize to you."
Franklyn waved his hand slightly. The two of them had known each other for hundreds of years and could not be more familiar with each other. With the Divine Temple Pope's current mood, he was really not interested in playing along with him.
"Young Eastern Powerhouse, how should I address you?" Garfield asked with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on the white horse He Yiming was riding. Obviously, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that the one who made Franklyn suffer was not the knight on the horse, but the magical top sacred beast.
He Yiming bowed slightly on the horse and said, "Junior He Yiming greets senior."
"He Yiming?" Garfield's expression immediately became serious. After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "The emissary sent by the West, was it you who killed him?"
He Yiming smiled bitterly. In fact, when Franklyn questioned the three Western Powerhouses on the Star Island, he knew that trouble would come one after another. He just did not expect it to come so quickly.
He Yiming straightened his back a little and said in a clear voice, "That's right, I killed him."
He did not explain to Garfield why he wanted to kill these people, because he knew very well that any excuse would not work before he showed that he was strong enough to compete with the Powerhouses at the peak of the Human Dao.
"I originally thought that it was just a rumor." Garfield snorted coldly and said, "Unless it was a Powerhouse at the peak of the Human Dao, who else would be able to kill all three of them at the same time? But … "His gaze retracted from the White Horse Thunder and Lightning. He let out a long sigh and said," After seeing your Saint Beast, I finally believe that you have the power to make them stay. "
He Yiming's lips twitched. In fact, during the battle in the Central Capital, White Horse Lightning had not advanced to its current level. Among the three Western Powerhouses, White Horse Lightning had only killed one, and that one had been killed by Lightning's surprise attack while he was fleeing in a panic.
However, there was no need to explain all of this. He Yiming wanted them to misunderstand.
He Yiming nodded gently and said with a smile, "Thank you for your praise. I was lucky to be able to kill the three of them."
Garfield nodded slowly and said, "You are a disciple of the Heavenly Lake Faction, so I can let you go. Leave your spiritual beast behind and go on your own."
He Yiming was slightly startled, and his expression immediately became strange. This old man had already felt the powerful aura coming from the White Horse Lightning, and had also seen the battle between He Yiming and Franklin from afar. However, the words that came out of his mouth were still so arrogant and conceited. Could it be that he was confident that he was more powerful than Franklin?
A strange glint flashed in the Supreme Pontiff's eyes, but he immediately took a step forward and stepped into the void. Then, with a gentle wave of his robe, the Divine Hall Warhawk flapped its wings and flew into the distance as though it had been granted amnesty.
He Yiming hesitated for a moment and finally gave up on the idea of continuing to chase after the Warhawk. However, he secretly lamented that it was a pity. Once the warhawk was gone, His Majesty the Pope would become much more difficult to deal with.
He turned to look at the person next to Garfield. Although the person's clothes were strange and his head was covered by a huge mask, He Yiming felt a sense of familiarity as if he had seen him before. Moreover, he vaguely felt that the reason why Garfield was so arrogant might be related to this person.
He Yiming ignored Garfield's request and asked with a smile, "Honorable Chairman, may I ask who this honorable Sir is …"
Garfield smiled proudly and said, "This is a new servant that I have accepted. You don't need to know."
He Yiming and Franklyn naturally understood that this person was definitely not as simple as a servant, but since Garfield did not want to say anything, they could not do anything.
Garfield's face suddenly darkened. "I have given you a chance on account of Sakyamuni. It's not too late for you to leave now."
He Yiming could not help but laugh. "Thank you for your good intentions, Your Excellency, but I don't want this chance."
As soon as he finished speaking, the horn on the White Horse Lightning's head was instantly surrounded by purple lightning, and it attacked without any hesitation.
Lightning's power was released mercilessly at this moment. It was like a giant dragon that charged towards the arrogant person at the peak of the human path.
However, Garfield did not dodge. A cold smile appeared on his face as he ordered, "Block it."
The masked man next to him turned around and flew in front of him to block the attack. At the same time, he stretched out his hands.
Franklyn and He Yiming's expressions changed at the same time, and they were puzzled.
Regardless of how Garfield reacted to Lightning's attack, or even how he dispersed the Lightning with a wave of his hand, they would not have been so surprised.
However, the president had actually allowed his new servant to make a move, which was beyond their expectations.
The white horse's Lightning attack was equivalent to a peak powerhouse of the human path. It was far from what an ordinary Five Qi Venerable could compare to. Given Garfield's eyesight, it was impossible for him not to notice this, but he still did it.
At that moment, a terrifying thought flashed through He Yiming and Franklyn's minds.
'Is his new servant also a peak powerhouse of the human path?'
As soon as the thought flashed through their minds, a five-colored light erupted from the masked man's hands.
It was the Five Elements Light. It was not as fancy and unpredictable as the one He Yiming used when he wielded the Five Elements Ring, nor was it as marvelous as the power of runes.
However, it was indeed the power of the five elements, and it was a power that contained all five elements and formed a world of its own.
He Yiming's face immediately became rather unsightly. He immediately understood why Garfield trusted the masked man so much. It was because the masked man was indeed a peak powerhouse of the human path.
PS: It's the last three days. White Crane begging for monthly votes. Thank you …
I'm going to Shanghai tomorrow. Old Cat, 72, the Enchantress, and Er Gen want to treat me to a drink. They said that the four of them would make me drink one. Hmph, I'll show them what a huge amount of alcohol is tomorrow!
Also, one of the above mentioned asked me to prepare a 250G portable hard drive. I don't know what it's for. Take a guess!
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