My Ares Son-in-Law

Chapter 4913 Lord of the Holy Mountain
  Captain Thirteen just looked at it, but couldn't do anything.

"I have said before that if you give me this sword, I can release Yaowujing, but you don't listen. Look, Yaowujing is dead now, and your sword has fallen into my hands. Why bother? ?”

The captain of Team Thirteen gritted his teeth, knowing that he had lost.

He felt a sense of loneliness and despair that he had never experienced before. He knew that he could no longer escape this fate of failure.

Every breath told him that he was not far from death. His world is slowly darkening, and the power, wealth, and status he once desired...are all meaningless.

He felt that his life was slowly passing by, and the arrogance and conceit he once had was now just a helpless sigh.

A trace of regret and unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

He hated himself for taking this wrong path;
  He hated himself for not heeding the call of his conscience early on;
  He hates the world for being unfair to him;
  He hated himself even more for not being able to face his own failure.

The regret and unwillingness surged into his heart like a tide, instantly pushing the despair in his heart to its peak.

"Give me a pleasure, but you have to be careful. My master, the Lord of the Holy Mountain is more terrifying than you think. If you kill Yao Wujing today, kill me, he is destined to not let you go." "

Perhaps before he died, the Thirteenth Captain's words became more popular, but he still seemed to think that even with Mo Zhai's protection, the Saint Slaughter was still no match for the Lord of the Holy Mountain.

"Satisfy you! But... you have no idea how strong I am!"

puff!
  The silver snake sword in his hand slashed across the neck of the captain of Team Thirteen. The man instantly lost his breath and the whole world became extremely dark.

After killing the captain of Team 13, Xiao Chen looked at the people around him.

Especially those people in the crowd who had just told him to die and cursed him, showed a playful smile.

Everyone's heart went cold.

Finished!

They knew that the Saint Slayer wanted to kill them, and they had no chance.

The Saint Slaughter is not just one person, he also has a group of terrifying helpers.

Solo travelers need not fear! Because lone heroes are destined to be miserable.

But I’m just afraid that there will be a swarm of tigers!
  this is too scary.

One tiger can make people tremble, but a group of tigers can only wait to die.

"No one on this list will be kept!"

Xiao Chen threw out a list.

The next moment, someone in the crowd took action.

They longed to live, so they had to perform in front of the Saint Slayer.

Blood splattered and screams came one after another. Just a moment later, all the people on the list fell in a pool of blood. They paid the price for what they had done.

But even so, the rest of the people were still afraid.

The Saint Slayer is not only powerful, but also ruthless and cannot be provoked!
  Looking at this scene, Xiao Chen was very satisfied. In a place like this, the jungle prevails. If you don't show your strong side, you will be bullied.

He looked at everyone and said loudly: "Today, let me say something here, Xiao Chen is my disciple, Sheng Wuming is my disciple's friend, and the Wang family is protected by me, the Saint Slaughterer. Whoever dares to touch them will be killed." No mercy!

By the way, another message for me to the Lord of the Holy Mountain is that I, the Saint-Slaughterer, are never afraid of enemies, let alone trouble. If he thinks I am easy to bully, then just come and I will make him understand that there will be consequences for offending me. What is it.

let's go! "

After saying that, Xiao Chen left directly through the air.

Mo Zhai and others also disappeared into the crowd.

"Let's go too!"

Wang Weiheng took Yao Wudi and Wang Bing and left.

At this time, everyone looking at Wang Weiheng all showed envy. Being able to be protected by the Saint Slaughter might mean that no one on the Holy Mountain would dare to touch the Wang family except the Lord of the Holy Mountain. “Plop!”

"thump!"

……

It wasn't until the moment Xiao Chen disappeared that everyone finally couldn't bear the huge pressure in their hearts and collapsed to the ground.

It’s too shocking!

The Lord of the Holy Mountain has dominated the Holy Mountain for so long, and finally someone is able to compete with him. Six of the seven bosses have been killed. The situation of the Holy Mountain is about to change drastically.

The Holy Mountain in the future will probably be more chaotic, but it will also be more exciting.

"Who is he?"

Suddenly someone asked.

"Saint Slayer!"

"Bullshit, what I'm asking is, who is the Saint-Slayer? I heard that the name of the Saint-Slayer was given to him by someone else."

"This...the most terrifying thing is this. Everyone knows the Saint Slaughter, but they don't know the true identity of the Saint Slaughter. Now, there are more mysterious masters..."

"It's unfair enough that Yao Wujing is dead. Even before he dies, he doesn't know who the Saint-Slaughterer is."

In fact, they guessed wrong.

Before Yao Wujing died, Xiao Chen still told him the identity of the Saint Slayer.

……

At the top of the holy mountain, a building was submerged in the clouds.

Next to the building, there is a huge stone tablet with four characters "Lord of the Holy Mountain" engraved on it.

Anyone who dares to call himself the Lord of the Holy Mountain shows how arrogant he is.

There are so many masters in the ancient sea, but he dares to call himself the Lord of the Holy Mountain. This courage alone is stronger than many people.

This building is very elegant, like a small farm on the top of a mountain. It is not big, but it is exquisite. All the stones and building materials are of the best quality.

At this time, in the small courtyard, there was an old man hoeing grass and growing some vegetables in the ground. He was obviously well taken care of.

The old man's figure is as steep as mountains and rivers, and his bones are as hard as jade. His eyes were like two cold pools, deep and mysterious, seemingly able to penetrate all illusions.

Those eyes shone with wisdom in the dark night, like distant stars, cold and bright.

His hair is long and black, like the Milky Way in the night sky, and every strand is full of mysterious power.

He is obviously quite old, but his hair is really the envy of countless young people.

His clothes were made of coarse linen, with a deep color, like a deep forest, but his skin had a strange bronze color, and he looked very healthy, not like an old man at all.

This person is the Lord of the Holy Mountain.

I'm afraid no one would believe it if they saw it for the first time, but he is indeed it.

There is an old man on the roadside. He is like an ancient pine in the mountains, quiet and tenacious. His stature is not tall, but his shoulders and back are like steep mountains, solid and straight.

His face is deep, as if it contains endless stories and wisdom, and his eyes are like a lake in late autumn, clear and deep.

His clothes are simple but elegant, and he wears gray cloth, which symbolizes his indifference to fame and fortune. There is a bronze belt tied around his waist, and the buckle is engraved with simple totems, which seems to announce his mysterious identity.

His hands are rough and strong, like rocks that have experienced countless winds and rains, which is proof that he dances with nature.

This person is Gao Hu, the number one master under the Lord of the Holy Mountain and the captain of the first team of the Holy Judgment Team.

(End of this chapter)