Shameless Master of Another World

Chapter 1542 An Feng, Lord of the Black Corpse City! (2)
"The skeletons are so well preserved, the people in front of them must be not weak, at least with the strength of a seventh-level fighter!" Elise also said coldly.

"Hmph, put out these black corpse warriors, this inexplicable black corpse city lord, what kind of medicine is he selling! Does he think that these unsightly things can stop us?" The sword spirit snorted coldly and said cleared the doubts in my heart.

"I don't think so. To be the lord of a city, he would never be so stupid." Xia Yang shook his head and smiled. The actions of the black corpse city lord must be just to show off to Xia Yang and others.

"Haha, Teacher Xia Yang is right. I don't think I'm an extremely smart person, but I'm not stupid enough to use these black corpses to block the footsteps of two demigod-level and a holy-level peak powerhouse. The black corpse Greeting guests is just the unique etiquette of Black Corpse City." After Xia Yang chuckled, a sound that sounded normal came from the door of the room behind the courtyard.

Afterwards, a group of people filed out from the Black Corpse Mansion. The first person was a middle-aged man with a fair complexion, black eyes, and a black robe all over his body. It looks very rich.

Behind the middle-aged man, there were four men in black, and the eyes of these four men in black were not like those ordinary dark warriors in the city, only indifference and hatred, but in their eyes, they were no different from normal people. But at this moment, there was a rippling coldness in their eyes.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, Xia Yang's eyes fell on him, and he felt it carefully, but he was secretly surprised that this fat man in black and white was actually a saint-level powerhouse!
You know, in human society, the title of city lord is already very good if you can have a nine-level cultivation base, but in the small town on the edge of the dark temple, a city lord is actually a saint-level powerhouse. Saint-level powerhouses are dispatched out desperately, so there are so many that there is no place to plug them!Xia Yang smiled coldly in his heart. At first, Bi Qibian died indirectly in his own hands, but later, another saint-level powerhouse died in the hands of Nangong Feng.

In this way, Xia Yang's master and apprentice killed the two holy-level powerhouses in the Dark Temple!
What made Xia Yang's gaze slightly shudder was that among the four men in black following behind the fat man, two of them were saint-level middle-level powerhouses!The other two are Saint-level peak powerhouses!
Hmph, what a battle!However, with Elise and the sword spirit here, what effect can such actions have?
Xia Yang was shocked to think that the existence of these people was not deliberately gathered because of his arrival, they were the guarding force of the Black Corpse City!
A small city is so powerful, how strong is the Dark Temple!
"You are the Lord of the Black Corpse City?" The middle-aged fat man didn't care about Xia Yang's raging eyes, and kept smiling calmly. Xia Yang was also not sure what these guys were up to, he asked in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)