4508: C4508 Blood Splattered on the Spot(part Ii)

C4508 Blood Splattered on the Spot(part Ii)

"Lin Hao, what else do you have to say?" Patriarch Sicheng's tone was filled with reproach, as if he was the son of Tian Qi. When did you get bribed? And when did you carry out this plan? Hurry up and tell me the truth! "2

The Buddha said that killing and seizing in the world was just a matter of a thought.

In that instant, the flow of time seemed to have slowed down.

Gu Qingming watched White-clothed Youth stand up, but he didn't make any extra movements. Like a precise machine, his eyes lost their anger. Unwillingness, killing intent, and only coldness. When he looked at Patriarch Sicheng, he was also expressionless - he was looking at a dead man.

He slowly extended his palm. His slender and slender fingers cut through the air and slightly bent. In less than a blink of an eye, he had already grabbed Patriarch Sicheng's neck and stopped him from talking.

It was a quiet moment.

Millions of eyes stared at Young Master's hand. There was not a trace of injury on it. There was not even a calluses on the palm.

However, Lin Hao tightened his fingers. There was no hesitation in his eyes. He only gently closed his palm.

Crack.

Patriarch Sicheng's eyes suddenly widened. He didn't even have the time to struggle before he fell to the ground and softly landed beside him.

He quickly spat out blood. His eyes immediately became bloodshot and turned red. He was still staring at Lin Hao.

But who cared?

White-clothed Youth retracted his arm, and looked coldly at the corpse that had fallen to the ground, stirring up endless dust.

Gu Qingming, on the other hand, was holding his sword and staring blankly at him, just like everyone else.

A completely different aura and pressure erupted from Lin Hao's body, but it was not as fierce as before. Instead, it was more restrained. Only those who were close to him could feel the complete coldness.

It was like a noble who treated human lives like grass in history books. Even if it was a place full of wine and a forest of meat, they would not be satisfied. They would only laugh when they saw blood. They were born cruel and heartless.

However, Lin Hao was even more indifferent.

At this moment, human life was nothing to him. To him, the corpse on the ground was like a flower that he had plucked. It was nothing special.

"Great Ru."

Lin Hao finally spoke. His words woke Gu Qingming up from his daze.

He bent down and slightly checked the meridians in the Emperor's body. He slowly poured his Spiritual Energy into the Emperor's body, making the Emperor slightly concentrate his consciousness. With the help of the Crown Prince, he slowly stood up.

Seeing that the Monarch was fine, Lin Hao continued, "Please gather your forces and form the Formation. Prepare for battle."

His tone was very calm. He did not panic from killing the head of a family. He even picked up the sword by the side and relaxed his shoulders.

"Lin Hao!" Sicheng Anle's voice pierced through the silent air. A broken fan split into several parts in the air. Like an arrow, it flew towards White-clothed Youth.

But the opponent only waved his hand, and the broken fan immediately stopped, turning into powder and disappearing in Ah Lai's air.

"I will say it again." The air suddenly fluctuated, and following Lin Hao's words, it turned into a wind arrow. From a distance, in an instant, it pierced through Sicheng Anle's clothes and disappeared.

"The seal has been broken. Forge the Formation and prepare for battle."

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