Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

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Demon Hunter Marshal, the peak of the ancient sage, ranked sixth among the top ten marshals of the Qinglong War Department, and is the real pillar of the Qinglong War Department!

There is only one explanation for such a person who personally dispatched to save these two world-defending Tianjiao, and that is that their plot of the Ten Thousand Clans failed.

But how is this possible?

Those monsters at the peak of the five holy kings were both terrified and unbelievable.

The Demon Hunting Marshal remained silent, and threw the long spear in his hand like a bit of cold light, piercing through a monster at the peak of the Holy King in an instant. Nailed in the void!

Such a terrifying scene frightened the other four holy kings and monsters to take a step back, their entire bodies trembling with fear.

The Demon Hunt Marshal shook his body and pulled out his spear. The corpse of the holy king fell into the void and hit the ground, creating a huge hole in the ground and sending up waves of dust.

He didn't rush to kill the other four holy king monsters, but appeared next to Yin Tianjiao Jiuhao, patted Jiuhao on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Good boy, you didn't disgrace our old Wang family!"

Jiu Hao glanced around and found that no one had noticed that he and the marshal of the hunting demons were besieging and killing those monsters, so he immediately laughed and said, "Of course, third uncle, you have become the marshal, and Xiao Hao can't be left behind, right?" !"

"You boy!"

The Demon Hunting Marshal scolded with a smile, but the movements of his hands were not slow. He put it on Jiu Hao's back, channeled pure power, and helped Jiu Hao recover from the injuries in his body.

"Third Uncle, how is the situation on the front line? You can't make a small loss for us!"

After joking, Jiu Hao seemed to have thought of something, and said anxiously.

"Don't worry, Wanzu's plan is shattered. The frontline launched a general attack under the leadership of the other nine marshals, and Wanzu has been repelled!" The demon hunting marshal smiled gratifiedly and said in a deep voice.

"That's good to be brave. This time, the Wanzu lost their wives and lost their soldiers. They didn't earn anything, and they lost a lot!" Jiu Hao smiled happily.

"The War Department also lost a lot of soldiers!" The Demon Hunt Marshal said in a deep voice.

Jiu Hao was silent. Indeed, the Wan Clan has a profound background and can afford to lose it, but for other Clans, every soldier is a treasure. This time, I don't know how many families will be ruined.

"Did the cabinet reinforce it? Or just by supporting those people from the fifth heaven, they shattered the conspiracy of the ten thousand races?" Jiu Hao asked, shifting the heavy topic.

Hearing Jiuhao's inquiry, the Demon Hunter Marshal suddenly had a strange expression on his face, and said, "No, it is said that a senior human race named Wang Zhan shot all the monsters going to the Fifth Heaven. Killing on the spot, shattering the plans of all races!"

"What?"

"Why is grandpa so strong?"

Jiu Hao was stunned, and murmured in disbelief.

"What are you thinking about? It probably has the same name as your grandfather, and you don't even think about what state your grandfather is in!" The Demon Hunt Marshal patted Jiu Hao on the head and cursed with a smile.

When he heard the news for the first time, he also suspected it was his father, but after thinking about it, his father is now over two hundred years old, his vitality has declined, and even his cultivation base has dropped, how could he be so strong?

Even in his peak period, his father didn't have such a cultivation level.

"That's right!"

Jiu Hao rubbed his head, and he also reacted, and said with a sneer.

"Grandpa is at home alone, we...!"

As if because Wang Zhan with the same name recalled his grandfather, Jiu Hao murmured in a low voice with a miserable expression on his face.

As soon as these words came out, the Demon Hunt Marshal was also stunned, with a look of guilt on his face, the old Wang family, except for the old man, everyone else went to the front line, leaving the old man alone.

As far as the empire is concerned, they have no shame in their hearts; but they are not filial to their father!

Family and country are difficult!

If the country is not protected, how can we have a family?

The Demon Hunt Marshal sighed softly, put away the guilt in his heart, and recovered his calm expression,

No matter how guilty they were, it was impossible for them to leave their duties and go back to visit the old man.

In this era, they have no choice!

"Okay, kid! If your grandpa knows your current achievements, he will be happy for you. If you want to honor your grandpa, then kill a few more demons and make him proud of you!"

The Demon Hunt Marshal patted Jiu Hao on the shoulder and said in a deep voice.

"Hey, don't worry, your nephew has never been soft on killing monsters!" Jiu Hao said with a chuckle.

"Third Uncle, I'll go and kill that monster who bullied you first!"

"When there are many people, don't expose your relationship. The empire hides you because it doesn't want all races to know your origin, so as to prevent targeted attacks on you!"

The Demon Hunt Marshal nodded, while his figure was shaking, he waved the long spear in his hand, and the spears glowed like dragons, extremely ferocious, and beheaded the four peak saint kings on the spot in just an instant.

"Grandpa, your descendants have never shamed you!"

"You always eat and drink well and stay in the rear until your grandson beats all the clans back, and bring your daughter-in-law back to see you and give you a grandson's hug!"

Jiu Hao, who looked like a blood man, stared in the direction of Jiu Chongtian and murmured in his heart.

"You kid, why are you still crying? Gentlemen, I'm afraid of a little injury!" Zhu Yuanzhang walked to Jiuhao's side and shouted with disgust.

"Get out! It's too windy, I squinted my eyes!"

"Nonsense, you are a middle-stage saint king, can the wind squint your eyes?" Zhu Yuanzhang curled his lips and said contemptuously. He did not continue to tease Jiuhao, but looked at the entire battlefield.

At this moment, those holy monsters who besieged them were killed by the Demon Hunter Marshal and others, and the entire mountain forest was turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The battle is over, we have to separate!

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Jiuhao, and there was a look of reluctance on his knife-sharpened face. Although the two met for the first time, they were friends of life and death. He patted Jiuhao on the shoulder and said, "I look forward to the next time." Fight by your side!"

"Okay, next time we meet, don't be forced to run around by thousands of people like this time!" Jiu Hao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and laughed teasingly.

"Get out, old Zhu, that's called a tactical retreat, you know exactly what!"

"Ha ha!"

Amidst the long laughter, Jiu Hao left with his guardian. As a hidden talent, he would not show up in front of others unless it was an emergency. Fortunately, all the monsters who besieged them were killed this time, otherwise his news would spread. If you go out, you have to be forced to go to the front of the stage.

The information of these hidden talents is the top secret in the entire Great Yan Empire, and no one is qualified to check it except Emperor Yan.

"This time, you saved my old Zhu. Next time you are in trouble, I will give up my life to protect you!"

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Jiuhao who was leaving, and thought to himself.

"Let's go, go back to the Qinglong war department!"

The Demon Hunt Marshal took a deep look at Jiu Hao's leaving back, waved his big hand, and led everyone to disappear into the forest.