Martial Inverse

Chapter 1818 Choice

Young Supreme, this is how they describe Feng Hao, a newly rising rookie of the human race. With the third-level state of the peak of the holy rank, he defeated the leader of the Mangyan clan who had ancient blood and was at the ninth level of the peak of the holy rank. , this ability is enough to make him stand proudly in the world,

Compared with the cheers from the human race, the camp of the Mangyan clan was lifeless, filled with a tense and sad atmosphere.

Looking at the leader who fell into a coma and was dying, they all fell into silence,

defeated

This is something that no one expected. A whole five peerless powerhouses with ancient blood and the ninth rank of the peak of the holy rank were dispatched, but they still ended in a disastrous defeat. This made them unable to accept this fact. , in darkness, no light to be seen,

This may be announcing that their Mangyan clan is about to lose, because, among their race, they cannot find a strong person who can resist Feng Hao.

Except for the human camp, the heads of other races were all lost in thought.

Those who did not offend the human race are naturally very grateful, while those who have old grievances with the human race are extremely distressed, thinking about how to resolve this grievance,

Because the human race owns the Nuwa stone, even if it bears a big blow, it can still retain its roots. As long as Feng Hao does not die, sooner or later, he will become the only peerless powerhouse in the world. At that time, he must be invincible. people can stop

At this point, almost all the high-level officials of the races present are aware of these secrets. It can be said that most of the races that have grievances with the human race are because they peeped at the nuwa stone of the human race, or want to enslave the human race.

With this purpose in mind, who can pray for the understanding of the human race,

Especially the Wuling clan, those high-level faces were as ugly as if they had eaten a fly.

If anyone in the world has the deepest grievances with the human race, then it must be the Wuling race.

Over the years, I don't know how many young geniuses of the human race have been harmed, and the suppression of the human race has never stopped.

If the human race really wants to take revenge, it will definitely be the first to take the knife on itself.

They know this, so they are depressed,

When the person in charge of the Wuling Clan turned his attention to the camp of the Mangyan Clan,

But it was discovered that the morale of the originally powerful allies was low at this time, even worse than their own camp.

"Ugh……"

With a low sigh, the person in charge of the Wuling Clan recruited a confidant next to him, and whispered a few words in his ear, and the latter left quietly, without even passing through the camp of the Mangyan Clan.

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"The Mangyan clan, who else dares to fight me."

Feng Hao's indifferent voice resounded throughout the entire space, without any emotion, it was cold and frightening, it made people feel like they were trapped in a cold cave, their minds trembled, and they couldn't afford to contend with it.

Everyone knows that he is currently in a state of anger. The things that the person in charge of the Mangyan Clan did to force him out made him almost desperate to destroy the Mangyan Clan.

Absolutely unforgivable,

The voice reverberated for a long time, but no one dared to respond. The camp of the Mangyan clan fell into a lifeless silence. They didn't even dare to look directly at Feng Hao's cold eyes, just like ordinary people, with the same attitude towards the high gods.

That is inviolable,

Three times in a row, there was still no response from the Mangyan clan. Those high-level people were all gnashing their teeth and wanted to rush up, but they were stopped by the young man with the body of a god from the Mangyan clan.

He is very clear that at this time in his camp, no one is still Feng Hao's opponent, and if he goes up, it will only increase the casualties and send him to death.

These are the elite of the Mangyan clan, he can't afford to lose them, if the two clans go to war, there will be no soldiers available,

However, at this time, because of Feng Hao's constant yelling in the arena, everyone in the Mangyan clan felt as if a mountain was pressing on their heads. The body of the divine master in the middle of the camp,

This feeling of being noticed made him want to dig a hole to get in, and he was a little ashamed to face people.

That's right, he can't rush to the ring like Feng Hao recklessly, and then break through the next time, reverse the situation,

This is a fool's dream, not to mention that he can't break through, even if he can break through, then how can he have the strength to reverse the situation when he is the seventh and eighth level of the holy rank?

"asshole."

Looking at Feng Hao who was flaunting his power in the ring, his teeth were about to be crushed, it could be said that he hated Feng Hao to the bone, he wished he could tear Feng Hao into ten thousand pieces before giving up.

However, he still didn't want to die, so he could only endure this kind of humiliation, standing where he was, and glancing at a figure on the high platform from the corner of his eyes,

That was one of the elders from the Mangyan clan, and he was the person in charge of the previous generation. His strength was so tyrannical that he had already reached the peak of the holy rank thousands of years ago. After thousands of years of precipitation , although he has not taken the last half step, but he is definitely at the limit position of the holy step,

Under his gaze, the elder standing on the high platform struggled in his eyes. After thinking for a long time, he finally decided on something.

"Tower Master."

The elder of the Mangyan clan shouted to the white-haired old man in front of him in a rather respectful tone,

"Have you thought it through?"

The white-haired old man seemed to have already guessed what he wanted to do, his starry eyes were full of wisdom,

"I've figured it out."

Glancing at the pair of extremely expectant eyes in the distance, the veteran of the Mangyan clan nodded seriously,

"Well."

The white-haired old man did not stop him, but announced loudly, "From this moment on, you are no longer the elder of my Hundred Clans Tower."

"Obey, Tower Master."

Reaching out his hand, he took out the jade pendant representing a veteran figure, and put it respectfully in the hands of a guard walking by, before retreating.

No one was surprised by his announcement. If he didn't make a move, maybe the Mangyan clan would be defeated.

"I will fight."

After getting off the high platform, he announced loudly. At the same time, everyone knew that he had lost his status as the elder of the Hundred Clans Tower.

Everyone in the Pagoda of Hundred Clans must choose to be neutral and cannot lean towards any side, otherwise, they will lose their credibility.

This is the rule,

"Humph."

Feng Hao snorted softly, and after his eyes fell on him, he became slightly dignified, and the aura on his body seemed to be gradually becoming holy.