bookcurios Chapter 238 It's Not Impossible
Chapter 238 It's Not Impossible
Jinmian forced himself to suppress the upward curve of his lips, straightened his back, and tilted his head to look at Sang Yunqi.
But the schadenfreude that was so glaring in his eyes could not be hidden.
"Venerable Xing Heng, is the young man who was directly swept by the magma just now your disciple?"
Sang Yunqi was not in a very good mood. Hearing this, he was too lazy to even give him a glance. He rubbed his fingers slowly with his left hand hidden under his sleeve to relieve his anxiety.
Of course, he didn't think that Chu Xinglan would die because of such a small matter, but he was still a little anxious when he couldn't see him.
Jinmian was completely unaware of his abnormal mood. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he thought he was feeling ashamed, and became even more excited.
"I always hear about Chu Lan... No, Chu Xinglan, is that his name?"
"I've always heard that he was very powerful, but now it seems that he's not that great. After such a long time, he can't even fly a sword."
"Are those rumors from the outside world just spread out to create hype?"
"I can't believe that Venerable Xing Heng, who has lived an upright life, would do something that would destroy his reputation..."
Before he could finish the last sentence, Jinmian collapsed into a puddle of mud in his chair.
He felt a chill in his heart when he looked at Sang Yunqi's cold and disgusted eyes. That was the look of someone looking at a dead person.
Moreover, at that moment just now, he didn't see clearly how Sang Yunqi made his move. He didn't even have time to resist before he was completely unable to move.
Even now, he wanted to mobilize his spiritual power, but he had no way to do it.
This time, he truly felt the fear of death. This was the threat of death he had not felt since he reached the Mahayana stage.
The pair of eyes that had always been full of sarcasm were finally filled with fear.
Sang Yunqi felt even more disgusted when he saw his appearance. He was about to take action and just squeeze this annoying bug to death.
The old turtle that had been hiding and refusing to come out moved, but still did not show up directly. However, Sang Yunqi felt that he was being locked.
Then a telepathic voice came to my ears.
"Xing Heng, please give me some face. I still have some use for this guy."
Sang Yunqi sneered, took out a new teacup from the space, raised his hand and slowly poured a cup of tea.
Unlike the other party, he directly responded: "He dared to disrespect me, shouldn't he die?"
The old turtle transmitted the message, but no one else heard it except Sang Yunqi, so when Sang Yunqi suddenly spoke, they were all confused for a moment.
But soon, they understood the meaning of Sang Yunqi's words and looked at Jinmian who was still limp.
Seeing that Sang Yunqi was still sitting here steadily and had time to argue, Feng Yao was no longer in a hurry.
He leaned back in his chair with a relaxed look, and looked at Sang Yunqi with his eyelids slightly raised.
"When did you become so soft-hearted? Tsk, if it were me, I would have killed him directly just now, and no one would be able to find fault with it."
Although he was speaking to Sang Yunqi, it was obvious that he was speaking to the hiding old turtle.
Sang Yunqi didn't care about her. Seeing that the old man didn't say anything, he moved his right index finger slightly, and a spiritual power wrapped around Jinmian's neck, waiting for an opportunity to move.
As long as he exerted a little force, the spiritual power would instantly break Jinmian's neck, separating his head and body.
Seeing this, the old turtle seemed to really care about the golden mask. After a fluctuation in the space, a guy wrapped in a black robe appeared in the air.
What surprised everyone was that this guy was not wearing a big hood, but no one could see his face.
In their sight, this person's face was blurry, as if shrouded in mist, but upon closer inspection, it was not. For a moment, they could not tell how this was done.
Feng Yao looked at that place in surprise. She didn't expect that this person would actually show up. It seemed that Jinmian, who was in the Mahayana stage, could not be sacrificed easily among them.
Maybe, this is the second-in-command. She felt a little nervous. If Jinmian was killed directly, it would be a heavy blow to the entire Black Robe organization.
As for Sang Yunqi, although he was a little surprised that the old man showed up, it was only for a moment.
When he saw that the other person's face was completely covered and could not be seen clearly, Sang Yunqi frowned slightly, but soon thought of something and looked away thoughtfully.
If he remembered correctly, this should be a secret technique created by an old man back then, but it was lost later because it was of little use.
I didn't expect that I would see it again now. Come to think of it, it has been almost a thousand years.
However, what he was sure of was that this guy was definitely not the same person as before, there was no doubt about that.
Now, with this clue, it is much easier to find out the other party's identity.
Along with the appearance of the old turtle came the heavy pressure from him, which made the guys who were a little restless just now give up their thoughts, sit down quietly and dare not look around anymore.
He did not say any unnecessary nonsense, but just waved his sleeves, and dozens of black-robed people standing on the west side of the square were instantly turned into powder.
"I wonder if Venerable Xing Heng is satisfied with this apology?"
The sound of his voice seemed to have been specially processed, and it sounded distorted, and it was flat and calm, with no emotion at all.
His move was so sudden that everyone except Sang Yunqi was shocked for a moment. They really didn't expect that he could be so cruel and ruthless to his own people.
Those were dozens of lives, and they were all his subordinates, very loyal to him. This could be seen from the fact that as soon as he showed up, all the black-robed men, including the silver-masked men, knelt down respectfully.
And this kind of loyalty seems to be completely insignificant in the eyes of this old turtle. These people are like ants that he can crush to death with ease, and no one will feel sorry for stepping on an ant.
The heads of the clans present thought that this man had come out to argue with Sang Yunqi, so they were thinking about how to make a big deal out of a small matter.
But I never expected that the situation would be like this. It would be a lie to say I wasn't scared.
Sang Yunqi just glanced at it lightly, his expression did not change at all, and he opened his lips slightly: "Not enough."
The old turtle chuckled, raised his sleeves and waved them again, and the black-robed man from the south disappeared instantly.
"now what?"
When Sang Yunqi was about to speak, he added slowly.
"Xingheng, I just don't want to go against you, not that I can't."
These words were clearly telling Sang Yunqi to stop. If he still felt that it was not enough, this matter probably would not be resolved peacefully.
Not only Sang Yunqi understood, but everyone present understood, and their faces looked a little strange.
Although I don't want to admit it, isn't this guy a little too confident?