Chapter 853 is incompatible, "Isn't that person the Bad Luck King Huang Tianyun?"

Soon. It was someone who recognized Huang Tianyun who was surrounded by white-robed people, and immediately exclaimed.

This guy really showed his face in the imperial capital a month ago, and no one would have thought that Huang Tianyun, a rotten gambler, would be able to practice the heaven-level pupil technique, and that progress was simply purple to the eyes.

In less than a month, he has won back all the belongings he had lost before, and may have made a lot of money, which makes people have to sigh, Master Xiangshi, he really will not lack wealth, and at the same time, people are jealous of his good luck and talent!

"Hey, who's that guy?"

It's just that when they looked at Feng Hao, their eyes showed doubts.

Because Feng Hao changed his appearance at that time, no one has ever seen Feng Hao's original appearance at this time.

At this time, seeing Huang Tianyun appear beside Feng Hao, they were naturally puzzled.

"That person can't be Master Snow Feather, right?"

Although Feng Hao changed his appearance at that time, his height did not change, and looking at his back, he had to make people suspicious.

After all, the art of changing appearance is not an uncommon thing.

"Why did Master Snow Feather burn the plaque of the Temple of Light?"

Some people were puzzled, but some clever people swept into the distance to report to the envoys of the Ten Empires.

If this young man is really Master Snow Feather, then this is a great achievement!

"Do you know what the consequences of blasphemy can be?!"

Listening to the discussion in the distance, the old man in white frowned slightly, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, his eyes were bright, his expression was dazzling, and the words were like thunder, shocking people's hearts.

"Oh. ”

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly into an evil arc, and he said jokingly, "Does this mean that I am a dark cultist and a cruel demon?"

Hearing him say this, and then looking at the gloomy dripping face of the old man in white, there was a faint happiness in the hearts of the people in the distance.

This temple of light, under the slogan of helping the world, has indeed given many ordinary people some small benefits, but, in fact, everyone knows that this guy has a very black belly, as long as you provoke him, then he will put the hat of a dark cultist on you, and then kill you openly, and afterwards he has to preach his greatness and fraternity, which is really chilling.

Therefore, when they saw the people of the Temple of Light suffering, they were so relieved that they wanted to smile and celebrate.

"God is merciful, I give you a chance to go and repent before God"

The old man in white's eyes trembled, and his whole body exuded a faint white glow, and his voice carried a power that eroded people's hearts, echoing in everyone's ears over and over again, and the eyes of people nearby were a little dazed.

"I don't need this opportunity, I'll leave it to you!"

Feng Hao ran the battle heaven decision, and the battle intent rushed out as if it were a substance, revealing its edge, crushing everything, and not affected in the slightest, but in his heart, he felt more and more disgusted with the hearts of the people of this temple of light.

What a hypocrisy!

"So, you're determined to throw yourself into the arms of the devil?"

The old man in white stared at each other, and although his words were very plain, the threat was extremely obvious, which made people tremble.

The Temple of Light is definitely a behemoth, no one knows his origin, but his strength is definitely more than any of the ten major empires, with an individual or family, there is absolutely no way to fight against it!

Unless, it is those forces that are beyond the world

In this world, if the empires do not join forces, they will not be able to compete with him at all, so they can be unscrupulous!

"Demon, hehe"

Huang Tianyun, who was hiding behind Feng Hao, flashed a glint in his eyes, and laughed out loud.

"In the eyes of your Light Temple, aren't all the dark cultists who oppose you the dark cultists who have thrown themselves into the arms of demons?"

Feng Hao was unmoved by his threat, and the corners of his mouth raised a mocking arc.

"Okay!

This sentence simply went to everyone's hearts, and some people standing in the distance even blurted out applause, which made the old man in white face even darker.

"Abominable heretic, come with me to God and repent!"

The white-clothed old man's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he shouted softly, "God's guards, take down this dark cultist!"

"Angry!"

Suddenly, dozens of white-robed people around him pulled out their long swords, their faces were cold, and they approached Feng Hao, and the murderous aura spread throughout the audience, making people feel cold.

"Wow wow! I'm going to kill someone, someone is going to kill someone in the imperial capital!"

Seeing them approaching, Huang Tianyun shouted with his hands and feet, how exaggerated and exaggerated the appearance was, he was really a timid image like a mouse, which made the people in the distance shush.

However, they didn't understand why this young man with divine pupils had to provoke the great object of the Temple of Light?

"Kirin Arm!"

Feng Hao glanced lightly at the white-robed people around him, a touch of violence flashed in his eyes, and with a light snort, his right arm quickly swelled, and an arm covered with red scales was revealed in front of everyone, shining with a strange red light in the sunlight.

"Hey!"

Feng Hao grinned at the old man in white who was also a little stunned, his figure moved, did not retreat but advanced, rushed directly into the white-robed people, raised his fist and smashed it, and suddenly the figures flew, screaming continuously, one by one the white-robed people were thrown up, blood was spilled, and his nose and face were swollen and he fell in the distance and convulsed, unable to get up.

Most of these are just the peak of the Martial King, or the white-robed people who know the Martial Emperor's knees, how can they be Feng Hao's opponents?

"Damn the Cultists of the Dark, you dare to resist!"

The old man in white lost his previous calmness, and the soft smile on his face was gone, and he glanced at those white-robed people lightly, and the white mangs on his body were even worse, and when he stretched out his hand, he fell towards Feng Haogai.

"Humph!"

A touch of violence flashed in Feng Hao's eyes, he stomped his feet, his body was raised, and he raised his unicorn arm to meet this big white hand.

"Boom!"

A loud bang rang out, deafening, and the wind howled, sweeping all around, and a figure was thrown out of the inside, landing in the distance, and retreating more than a dozen steps before stopping.

"Whew!"

When he opened his mouth, Feng Hao spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was a little pale.

The old man in white in front of him is already an existence beyond power!