Martial Inverse

Chapter 1092 Familiar Eyes

The situation in the arena changed very quickly. Before most of the barbarians in the square could react, they saw that Lang Ang Xiong had his arm cut off and was rescued by the old man.

"This……"

After the space was closed, everyone looked at each other, some of them couldn't react. In the eyes of the other party, they all saw surprise and inconceivable.

Lang Angxiong, a monster cultivated by the barbarian clan, was defeated, and his arm was also cut off.

obsolete.

The barbarian clan has worked so hard and spent endless years to cultivate the freaks, and they were abandoned at one time. If you think about it, the people of the barbarian family will vomit blood.

Without one arm, even if Lang Ang Xiong is not decadent, his strength will be greatly reduced, and I believe it is not enough.

"Wow..."

Immediately, the scene erupted, and all the barbarians were red-eyed, roaring towards the sky, beating their chests, all of them excited, roaring and venting with excitement, and the noise was like a muffled thunder for a while. Roll on, can't stop.

Since Lang Ang Xiong appeared, it was like a big mountain pressing on their heads, suffocating them and making them breathless, and today, this big mountain was finally destroyed.

How could they be unhappy.

What's more, after glancing at the beast god's decree on Feng Hao's waist, many barbarians gathered around him, beating him, exclaiming in excitement, and not treating him as an outsider at all.

However, if it wasn't for his tyrannical physique, these fists would have been smashed into lumps, even if they were made of iron.

"Ha ha."

Feng Hao also greeted them arrogantly. He didn't have a strong attitude, and he didn't hold his identity.

"call,……"

The sacrificed old man let out a slight breath, and looked at the five patriarchs around him, all seeing the joy in each other's eyes.

This time, the blow to the barbarian clan was big enough.

"quiet."

Seeing that they had been arguing for a long time, it was the old man who sacrificed his mouth to speak, and after the scene slowly calmed down, he announced, "Continue the competition.

"

The competition continued, Feng Hao did not participate, but stood by and waited with Huang Tianyun.

"This lord."

At the command of the sacrificial old man, one of the guards of the Beast Temple walked down, came to Feng Hao's side, and exclaimed with a respectful tone.

The strong are respected, and the strength Feng Hao showed just now has already gained his respect.

"Something happened."

Feng Hao smiled.

"Sir, please go up."

The guard said respectfully, with a fiery look in his eyes.

The human race man in front of him is not very old, but he possesses a terrifying strength, which is incomparable to him at all, so he can only look up.

You must know that in the past few years, he saw that the elites of the Zun clan suffered great losses under Lang Angxiong. It was as if he had done something insignificant.

"it is good."

Feng Hao looked up and saw that the old priest was showing a kind smile towards him, he was slightly startled, and then he agreed, and together with the guards, walked towards the temple of the beast.

His kindness in offering sacrifices to the old man was due to the battle between himself and Lang Angxiong just now.

Indeed, he has helped the barbarians a lot, removed the serious troubles of his confidants, and he also has the order of the beast god, as a friend, this is nothing, so he didn't think much about it.

"Master wait for me."

Huang Tianyun shouted, followed behind him and followed.

This guy is a typical follower, regardless of whether Feng Haole is willing or not, he follows closely and acts as a follower and bodyguard.

On the surface, he seems to be the cultivation base of Wu Zun, and it is easy to be ignored. Therefore, every time he makes a move, he can give the enemy a surprise.

"Sacrificing adults, the five patriarchs."

When they came to the Beast Temple, Feng Hao greeted them politely.

The patriarchs of the five noble clans were indeed unusual. In them, Feng Hao felt an aura that was no less than that of the palace masters of Xuantian Palace, Yan Aotian, and other realm powerhouses.

Although they had tried their best to suppress it, the little wisp that occasionally overflowed was suffocating.

Feng Hao understood that if these people really wanted to kill him, a wisp of Qi would be enough. In front of them, he was as small as an ant.

"Ha ha."

The sacrificial old man laughed, held Feng Hao's hands with great enthusiasm, and said, "Thanks to my little brother for your help this time, otherwise, the old man would have been pissed off by those rebellions."

"Where is it, it's just a little effort."

Feng Hao was a little embarrassed to be praised by him, and responded politely, but the unintentional words made the patriarchs of the five noble clans twitch in their hearts.

Hands up,.

Well, judging from the situation just now, it was really just a little effort, and there was no hard battle at all.

After thinking of his special identity, the five patriarchs were relieved, and there was a relaxed smile on his face.

"My little brother and I went first, and I'll leave it to you here."

The sacrificial old man explained to the five of them, and then led Feng Hao, Huang Tianyun, and the three of them into the Beast Temple together.

For Feng Hao's sake, he couldn't even care about the Hundred Clan Great Competition.

It can be seen that Feng Hao's status in his heart, since the last time the old man of sacrifice in Tianwu Continent sent him a letter, he has been waiting for this day, and finally it is.

"Meet the Beast God."

Entering the temple of the beast god, sacrificing the old man with sincerity on his face, he knelt down, knelt down and knelt three times in respect to the sculpture of the beast god, and performed a big ceremony.

As for Feng Hao, looking at the pair of eyes that emerged from the clouds and mists...

These eyes are sharp yet majestic. It is normal that no one dares to look directly at these eyes. However, Feng Hao is not afraid. On the contrary, he always feels that these eyes seem to have been seen before. Just can't remember.

"Where did you see it?"

Looking directly at the pair of supreme eyes, Feng Hao's brows slowly squeezed together into a 'a few'.

The beast god of the barbarian race is illusory, and no one even remembers its appearance, so this beast god sculpture does not even have a specific shape, which makes people doubt whether it really exists.

And Feng Hao himself was strangely familiar with these eyes, which made him feel inexplicable.

If he really met the beast god, how could he not remember it.

"Maybe it's just a little bit similar."

Feng Hao breathed a sigh of relief and did not think more.

It's useless to think about this thing. If he has seen it, he believes that one day he will remember it.