Chapter 257: The President of the Parliament

This long whistle sounded in my ears and felt like a soft knife cutting a person, which made He Yiming's body feel goose bumps.

However, just a whistle had already caused such a powerful effect, and this person who had not met yet immediately made He Yiming feel very afraid.

Franklin, who was stepping on the temple war eagle, raised his eyes, and a hint of anxiety flashed in his eyes, but he could not get rid of it even when He Yiming rode a white horse and attacked it in a nearly harassing battle manner.

Of course, if he was the only one, he could naturally get out of here, but with the burden on his feet, everything became difficult. At this moment, after hearing this approaching roar, Franklin obviously wanted to escape far away, but he could not do it.

After a while, two small black dots could be seen flying over from the horizon. Their speed was extremely fast and they actually had high speeds that seemed to be no less than white horse thunder and lightning.

He Yiming felt a stern heart, and he no longer cared about entanglement with Franklin. He gently clamped his legs and immediately controlled the white horse to stop the attack.

Franklin had a gloomy face. He looked at He Yiming coldly, his sharp eyes were full of murderous intent.

At this time, the Pope of the Temple was completely different from the one he had when he first met. He no longer had any friendly and harmonious image on him, but instead made people feel gloomy and offensive.

A shriveled and unpleasant voice came from afar: "Franklin, I read that right, you were forced to go to the forefront."

The two black dots in the distance were constantly expanding, and it could be seen that these two masters were flying with the light of divine weapons. It was not enough that one of them had already spoken before he arrived, and his words were filled with gloating and sarcastic tones.

He Yiming's heart was slightly moved. There were not many people in the world who were qualified to speak to the Pope of the Temple in such a tone, and the only one who could appear here at this moment...

A wry smile appeared on his face. This person was indeed Franklin's biggest enemy in his life. However, due to the thousand-year-old Iceland, they unexpectedly united.

And this result is undoubtedly not what He Yiming wants to see.

The two figures stopped not far from them.

One of them was a thin old man who seemed to be able to blow down with a gust of wind. Some obvious age spots could even be seen on his face.

However, the powerful pressure released from this old man can prove this person's extraordinaryness.

The other person was strange. This person actually wore a strange mask on his head, covering his face and half of his upper body.

Although he did not see through this person's true face, He Yiming did not dare to underestimate him at all.

"Garfield, you have lost your appointment," Franklin said slowly.

Before this person really appeared, Franklin tried his best to stay away from this place because he didn't want this old opponent to see the scene of his powerlessness. However, when his embarrassment was seen by the other party, Franklin quickly returned to peace, as if this thing had never happened, facing this person with the most natural attitude.

He Yiming took a deep breath, Garfield...

This name is very ordinary in the West. In a city, there will be at least two-digit Garfield. However, there is only one person who can be called out by His Majesty the Pope in this tone.

Like the temple heritage, the contemporary president of the Dark Alliance Parliament, which has a history of tens of thousands of years.

A hint of embarrassing smile appeared on Garfield's old face.

When he saw this smile, He Yiming's heart thumped. This person's performance was not like a peak humanitarian who was on the same level as Franklin, but the feeling this person gave him was more dangerous than Franklin.

"Franklin, I was delayed by something this time." Garfield bowed slightly and said, "Please allow me to apologize to you."

Franklin waved his hand slightly. They had been dealing with each other for hundreds of years, and they were so familiar with each other that they could no longer be familiar with each other. With His Majesty's mood at this time, he was really not interested in acting with him.

"How should this young Eastern powerhouse call you?" Garfield asked with a smile, but his eyes stared at the white horse under He Yiming. Obviously, with his eyes, he could naturally see that the one who really defeated Franklin was not the horse knight, but this magical top holy beast.

He Yiming bent down slightly immediately and said, "My younger brother, He Yiming, have met senior."

"He Yiming?" Garfield's face immediately became solemn. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "The envoys we sent to the West were you who killed?"

He smiled bitterly. In fact, when Franklin asked the three Western powerhouses in Zhongjing on the Star Island, He Yiming knew that there would definitely be trouble coming, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

His back was slightly straightened, and He Yiming said loudly: "Yes, it was killed by the younger generation."

He did not explain to the other party why he wanted to kill these people, because he knew very well that no excuse would work until he showed a strong strength that could rival the peak humanitarian strongman.

"I originally thought this was just a rumor." Garfield snorted coldly, "Unless the peak humanitarian power takes action, who can keep the three of them at the same time. But..." His eyes were taken back from the white horse Lei Ding, and sighed a long time, saying, "After seeing your holy beast, I finally believe that you have the strength to leave them."

He Yiming's mouth twitched. In fact, during the battle in Zhongjing City, the White Horse Thunder and Lightning did not advance to the current level. Among the three Western powerhouses, the White Horse Thunder and Lightning actually solved only one, and this one was killed by the Thunder and Lightning when he fled in a hurry.

However, there is no need to explain all this, and He Yiming hopes that they all misunderstood.

Nodding his head gently, He Yiming smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise. It is a temporary luck for me to be able to keep the three of them."

Garfield nodded slowly and said, "You are a disciple of the Tianchi lineage. I can let you go, leave your spirit beast, and leave yourself."

He Yiming was slightly stunned, his face became strange. The old man had already felt the powerful aura from the white horse thunderbolt, and had seen the battle between him and Franklin in the distance, but what he said still seemed so arrogant. Is he confident that he is so powerful than Franklin?

A strange look flashed in His Majesty's eyes, but he immediately took one step and stepped directly into the void. Then he waved his robe gently, and the temple war eagle flapped its wings and flew towards the distance as if it was granted a general amnesty.

He Yiming hesitated for a moment and finally gave up the idea of ​​continuing to hunt down the war eagle. However, in his heart he was secretly complaining that once he lost the restraint of the war eagle, the Pope would become much more difficult to deal with.

His eyes turned and fell on the man next to Garfield. Although this man's clothes were weird and his head was covered by a huge mask, He Yiming had a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this man before. And he vaguely felt that the reason why Garfield was so arrogant might be related to this man.

"Dear Speaker, may I ask this respected Your Excellency..." He Yiming ignored Garfield's request and instead asked with a smile.

Garfield smiled proudly and said, "This is a newly acquired slave, you don't need to know."

He Yiming and Franklin naturally understood that this person was definitely not as simple as a slave, but since Garfield didn't say it, they could do nothing.

Garfield's face suddenly sank and said, "For the sake of Indra, I have given you a chance, and it's still time to leave now."

He Yiming laughed in silence and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's better not to have this opportunity."

As soon as he finished speaking, the horn on the white horse's head was suddenly swirling with purple lightning, and he rang without hesitation.

The power of lightning was released mercilessly at this moment, rushing towards the peak of humanity who was arrogantly lost as soon as he appeared.

However, Garfield did not dodge, and a cold smile appeared on his face, saying, "Stop it."

The masked man beside him turned around and was already blocking him like a flying man, and stretched out his hands.

Franklin and He Yiming's expressions changed slightly at the same time, and a hint of confusion appeared in their eyes.

No matter how Garfield himself reacted under the attack of lightning, even if he waved his hand and directly dispersed the lightning, they would not be so surprised.

But the president actually asked his new slave to take action, which surprised them.

This is the thunder and lightning attack of the white horse, which is equivalent to the peak humanitarian strong man. It is far beyond the reach of ordinary Five Qi Masters. With Garfield's eyesight, it is naturally impossible not to see this, but he still did this.

For a moment, a terrifying thought suddenly flashed through He Yiming and his men's minds.

Could it be that the newly acquired slave is actually a peak humanity?

As soon as this thought flashed, a colorful light suddenly burst out from the man's hands.

This is the light of the five elements. Although it is not as fancy and weird as He Yiming used when he was in charge of the Five Elements Ring, nor is it that magical rune power.

But this is indeed the power of the five elements, and it is also the power of the five forms that form the world.
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