Chapter 1265: Chapter 1265: Afraid I’d Slap Him to Death
Little Profound Turtle looked at Lin Chen and the others staring at him with astonished expressions and immediately spoke with some pride.
The powerful energy wave just now was, of course, his doing, saving everyone.
"I didn’t expect this turtle to have such tremendous power."
Yang Ming looked at the Little Profound Turtle in Yu Weilian’s hand, speaking in surprise.
At the same time, he still felt a lingering fear inside. If not for Little Profound Turtle’s intervention, they would have been severely injured or worse under that powerful energy wave.
"Kid, who are you calling a turtle? I’m the Supreme Profound Turtle, a descendant of the Ancient Divine Beast, Xuanwu."
"I’ll give you another chance to change your way of addressing me. Don’t blame This Prince if you anger me; the consequences will be dire."
Little Profound Turtle looked at Yang Ming, visibly displeased with his form of address, and threatened coldly.
Yes, it was indeed a threat, as this guy would even speak to Lin Chen with such a tone regularly.
"Turtle Master, it was my careless slip of the tongue earlier, please don’t take offense."
"So Turtle Master is a prince of the Profound Turtle Clan. No wonder I sensed an extraordinary aura from Turtle Master at first sight. Now it seems I was right."
Yang Ming, chuckling, immediately started flattering Little Profound Turtle.
Upon hearing this, Little Profound Turtle was quite pleased, finding this guy agreeable.
"Yang Ming, you’ve really embarrassed our Yang Family."
Yang Minghui glanced coldly at Yang Ming and scolded.
Due to earlier events with Little Profound Turtle on the deck, people misunderstood Yang Minghui, so she didn’t have a good impression of Little Profound Turtle and naturally didn’t show a pleasant face.
However, she began to reconsider after hearing Little Profound Turtle’s astonishing words.
A slap could kill a man in black directly?
Though she couldn’t quite believe those words, Yang Minghui retained some credibility in them.
After all, Little Profound Turtle somehow easily blocked that powerful shockwave earlier.
Yet Yang Minghui felt Little Profound Turtle was bragging, as being able to kill the man in black with a slap would require immense strength.
Upon hearing Yang Minghui’s words, Yang Ming was at a loss, not knowing what to do, so he simply kept silent.
He was stuck between the Young Master of the Yang Family and the powerful spiritual beast of his boss, after all...
Once the powerful energy wave subsided, the pressure caused by the arrow gradually dissipated as well.
From the sky, dust slowly settled down, and at the point where Lin Chen’s Arrow Feather clashed with the man in black, a massive crater nearly a hundred miles in diameter appeared.
The man in black stood miserably within it, in utter disarray.
The Black Scaled Demon Armor on the man had been completely shattered by the arrow, and without the black armor, even his skin of original bloody color had vanished, leaving only blood-soaked, exploded flesh and exposed white bones.
His skin was almost entirely torn apart, riddled with lacerations and dripping with fresh blood, his facial tissues obliterated, blood vessels ruptured, with eyeballs nearly popping out of his sockets.
The look in the eyes of the man in black was eerie.
His body trembled thoroughly, numbed by pain, and surviving with just a breath left was already a miracle.
"I actually lost, lost to a mere waste at the Fifth level of the Nirvana realm."
The man in black could not believe his defeat, clenching his fist, yet it was merely five bony fingers holding onto strips of flesh.
No matter how unwilling he was, failure had become an inalterable fact. The only thing he should be grateful for was that the Black Scaled Demon Armor saved him, letting him survive Lin Chen’s arrow.
Swoosh—
The man in black quickly made a decision, immediately flying towards where Yu Weilian and others were.
Right now, attempting to kill Lin Chen, Zhang Hongying, and Wan Qiansan was impossible.
He found it difficult even to defeat Lin Chen alone.
However, departing like this left him unsatisfied. Somehow, he had to teach Lin Chen a lesson.
Therefore, he promptly set his target on Yu Weilian and the other three in the distance. While he couldn’t kill Lin Chen, he could target those around him.
"Not good, that guy is heading towards Young Master Yang and them."
Zhang Hongying snapped out of the shock caused by Lin Chen’s arrow’s destruction, noticing the man in black rushing towards the three of them.
Previously, under Lin Chen’s arrow’s sweep, they were blasted far away, currently a distance away from Yang Minghui and the other two, so he flew towards the man in black with all his might to intercept him, but it was too late.
The man in black had already reached in front of Yu Weilian and the others, and Zhang Hongying’s heart sank with despair, unable to imagine what kind of retaliation Yang Minghui and the others would suffer next.
"Hide behind me."
Swish—
As Yang Minghui saw the approaching man in black, she immediately drew her Sharp Sword, preparing to fight a life-or-death battle against him.
No matter what, she had to protect Yu Weilian.
Among the three of them, only Yang Minghui could barely withstand the man in black’s attack. If he attacked Yu Weilian and Yang Ming, they would instantly face a tragic end.
However, just as the man in black flew in front of Yu Weilian, poised to attack the three, he caught sight of the yawning Little Profound Turtle on Yu Weilian’s shoulder, immediately breaking into a cold sweat.
This darn thing was the same Ancient Divine Beast descendant that nearly killed him last time out of nowhere!
An entity that nearly clapped him half-dead with one slap!
The man in black’s face changed drastically, filled with terror, wondered why he recklessly rushed in to court death.
Swoosh—
Without a second’s hesitation, the man in black swiftly turned around, fleeing for his life.
The longer he stayed here, the higher the chance of his death.
Watching the previously aggressive man in black scamper away like a stray dog, Yang Minghui and the other two were utterly baffled yet heaved a sigh of relief, watching his fleeing, pathetic figure in disbelief.
"Why did that blight run away?"
Yang Ming asked, thoroughly puzzled.
"Hmph, what else could it be for? Afraid This Prince would slap him to death."
Little Profound Turtle looked disdainfully at the fleeing figure of the man in black, speaking condescendingly.
If it weren’t for Lin Chen advising him not to expose his power too soon, he almost didn’t hold back from slapping that man in black to death just now. After all, last time when that guy burnt his Essence Blood to flee under his nose, he was really upset about it.