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Chapter 853: Irreconcilable "Isn't that the King of Bad Luck, Huang Tianyun?"
Very quickly, someone recognized Huang Tianyun, who was surrounded by the white-robed men, and immediately cried out in surprise.
This fellow had truly shown off his skills in the capital a month ago. No one had expected that the gambling addict Huang Tianyun would actually be able to learn a Heaven Rank Eye Technique. Furthermore, his progress was so fast that it made one's eyes turn purple with envy.
In less than a month, he had already won back all the money he had lost. He might even have made a huge profit. This made people sigh with emotion. A master of physiognomy would indeed not lack money. At the same time, it made people jealous of his good luck and talent!
"Hey, who's that?"
However, when they looked at Feng Hao, their eyes were filled with doubt.
Because Feng Hao had changed his appearance, no one had seen Feng Hao's original appearance.
At this moment, seeing Huang Tianyun appear beside Feng Hao, they were naturally puzzled.
"That person … Could he be Master Snow Feather?"
Although Feng Hao had changed his appearance, his height had not changed. Looking at his back, people could not help but be suspicious.
After all, the art of changing one's appearance was not a rare thing.
"Why did Master Snow Feather burn the plaque of the Temple of Light?"
Some people were puzzled. Some of the smarter ones flew into the distance to report to the envoys of the Ten Great Empires.
If this young man was really Master Snow Feather, then it would be a great merit!
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"Do you know the consequences of blaspheming a god?!"
Listening to the discussion in the distance, the white-robed old man frowned slightly. He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart. His eyes were bright and dazzling, and every word he said was like thunder, shocking people.
"Oh."
The corners of Feng Hao's mouth curled up into a demonic smile. He said mockingly, "Does this mean that I'm a disciple of the Dark Sect, a cruel and inhumane demon?"
Hearing his words and looking at the white-clothed old man's extremely gloomy face, the people in the distance all felt a faint sense of pleasure in their hearts.
The Temple of Light claimed to be relieving the world and had indeed given many ordinary people some small benefits. However, everyone knew that the Temple of Light was very black-bellied. As long as one provoked him, he would put the hat of a dark follower on you and kill you openly. After that, he would proclaim his greatness and universal love. It was really chilling.
Therefore, when they saw the people from the Temple of Light suffering a loss, they felt so good that they wanted to laugh and celebrate.
"God is merciful. I'll give you a chance to repent before God …"
The white-clothed old man's eyes trembled, and a faint white light radiated from his body. His voice contained a power that could erode one's soul, and it resounded in everyone's ears over and over again. The people nearby all had blank looks in their eyes.
"I don't need this chance. It's better for you to use it for yourself!"
Fenghao circulated the Battle of Heaven's Scripture, and battle intent surged out like it was tangible. It was sharp, cutting through everything. He was not affected at all. However, he developed more and more disgust towards the people of the Radiant Saint Hall.
They were too hypocritical!
"So, you're determined to throw yourself into the arms of the demon?"
The white-clothed old man's eyes narrowed. Although his words were calm, the threat was extremely obvious and made people's hearts tremble.
The Temple of Light was definitely a colossus. No one knew where it came from, but its strength definitely surpassed any of the ten great empires. It was impossible for an individual or a family to fight against it!
Unless it was a force that had transcended the secular world …
In this secular world, if the empires did not join forces, they would not be able to fight against it. Therefore, they could be unscrupulous!
"Demon, hehe …"
Huang Tianyun, who was hiding behind Feng Hao, had a glint in his eyes as he chuckled.
"In the eyes of the Temple of Light, aren't most of those who oppose you Dark disciples who have thrown themselves into the arms of the demon?"
In the face of his threat, Feng Hao was unmoved, and the corner of his mouth raised into a mocking smile.
"Good! Haha … "
His words struck a chord in everyone's heart. Some people standing in the distance even cheered, which made the white-clothed old man's face sink.
"Damn heathen, follow me to repent in front of God!"
The white-clothed old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted softly, "God's guards, take down this Dark disciple!"
"Tsk, tsk …"
Instantly, dozens of white-robed people drew their long swords and approached Feng Hao with cold expressions. Their murderous intent spread throughout the area, making people's hearts turn cold.
"Wow, wow! Someone's going to kill someone in the Imperial City! "
Seeing them approaching, Huang Tianyun waved his hands and feet and shouted loudly. His appearance was as exaggerated as one could imagine. He really looked as timid as a mouse, which made the people in the distance sigh softly.
However, they did not understand why this young man with the Divine Eyes had to provoke the Temple of Light. Wasn't he courting death?
"Qilin Arm!"
Fenghao indifferently swept his gaze over the white robed people that were approaching him. A ruthless glint flashed across his eyes. With a soft cry, his right arm rapidly swelled up. An arm that was covered in scarlet red scales appeared in front of everyone. Under the illumination of the sun, it flickered with a bewitching red light.
"Heh!"
Feng Hao grinned at the white-clothed old man, who was also a little stunned. His figure moved, and instead of retreating, he directly rushed into the group of white-robed people. He raised his fist and smashed it. Suddenly, figures flew in the air, and screams sounded continuously. One by one, the white-robed people were thrown into the air, blood spattered, and their faces swollen. They fell in the distance, twitching, unable to get up.
Most of these white-robed people were only at the peak of the Martial King Realm, or Wu Huang's one aperture. How could they be a match for Feng Hao? His fist was invincible. In less than a moment, dozens of white-robed people were all thrown into the air, moaning in pain in the distance. This made the white-clothed old man's face completely darken.
"Damn Dark disciple, how dare you resist!"
The white-clothed old man was no longer calm, and the gentle smile on his face had also disappeared. He indifferently glanced at the white-robed people, and the white light around his body became more intense. He stretched out his hand and pressed it down on Feng Hao.
"Humph!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Feng Hao's eyes. With a stomp of his foot, his figure rose, and he raised his Qilin Arm to meet the white hand.
"Rumble!"
A deafening explosion resounded, and a strong wind whistled in all directions. A figure was thrown out from within, and landed in the distance. He retreated a dozen steps before coming to a stop.
"Chi!"
Feng Hao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was also somewhat pale.
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