Martial Inverse

Chapter 1822 Those who violate the scales, kill

Feng Hao's words undoubtedly reassured many worried people. However, the people of the Wuling clan and the Mangyan clan felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their hearts, and even breathing became a little difficult, and each of them had extremely ugly faces.

Although they were angry in their hearts, at this time, with Feng Hao's absolute strength, they were unable to give a strong rebuttal.

And everyone else knows that perhaps, the Wuling clan and the Mangyan clan will be defeated from now on...

On the high platform, the white-haired old man frowned again.

The Wuling Clan and the Mangyan Clan are definitely the most powerful races among the Hundred Clans. Their defeat also weakens the strength of the Hundred Clans.

This is something the old man does not want to see.

However, after he stared directly at Feng Hao for a long time, he realized that perhaps, even if he opened his mouth, he could not resolve this grievance.

"Ugh……"

The old man sighed softly in his heart, but in the end he still didn't say any words of dissuasion.

He knew in his heart that since Feng Hao was able to resolve the hatred towards other races, but could not let go of these two races, it must be because these two races had done things that he could not forgive.

"I'm just like this. I don't have too many ideals. However, if anyone dares to do anything to the relatives I care about, then I will definitely destroy them regardless of who they are or what race they are!"

Speaking of this, Feng Hao's voice was full of killing and violence, and his eyes became extremely fierce, murderous aura swept across the scene, like a gust of cold wind from the Nine Nether Hell blowing through everyone's hearts.

He just wants everyone to know that his relative is Ni Lin, and whoever dares to move will have to pay a heavy price!

The dragon has reverse scales, whoever touches it, kill it!

These words made Qiong Ling'er, Yan Qing and Xiao Qingmeng burst into tears, weeping with joy.

They know that Feng Hao doesn't have much desire, he just wants to protect the people he cares about, that's all!

However, people's hearts are unpredictable, even at this moment, not many people believe that Feng Hao has no ambitions, but because of his words, many people's small thoughts are restrained.

At this moment, Feng Hao stood proudly on the ring, looking down at the heroes, his aura overwhelmed the audience, like an invincible supreme, but wherever his gaze passed, everyone lowered their heads and dared not go with him Look at each other.

A little, some changes on his body slowly returned to normal, the scales on his arms were retracted one by one, and the wings behind him also retracted.

After he stepped off the ring, Qiong Ling'er, Yan Qing, and Xiao Qingmeng greeted him immediately and threw themselves into his arms.

Seeing them crying, Feng Hao was at a loss for a moment, his face was no longer determined and indifferent as in the arena, but flustered and tender.

"Hehe, what an interesting little guy."

On the high platform, looking at Feng Hao who was in a hurry to comfort the three girls, the white-haired old man stroked the white beard on his chin, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As the pagoda master of a hundred clans, he has been walking outside in these years and has seen all kinds of people. They live for fame, and they live for profit. For this reason, he can use any means.

However, like Feng Hao, in public, he was able to comfort a few women without regard to his identity and image, which was unprecedented.

This shows that Feng Hao values ​​affection.

In the human camp, no one felt that Feng Hao was weak or not suitable to be a leader because of his flustered and bewildered appearance. On the contrary, there was a warm current in their hearts.

Such a leader is what they need!

"Hey, this guy is still so disregarding his image, and now he has lost all the face of my human race!"

Long Yueguan pretended to be helpless and unbearable, which made Xie Yandong and others couldn't help but laugh.

This is the Feng Hao they know, and at the same time, only they know best, this is Feng Hao's true temperament. Thinking back to the time when he was in a low status in the Xinjin Grand Competition, he was able to offend Qingwu's mother and daughter In the Poison God Mansion, he dared to do such a crazy thing. It can be seen that in his heart, the status of relatives is far above himself!

"well done!"

Little Qiuqiu's deep and rough voice resounded directly in Feng Hao's mind, looking at the little beast that Qiong Ling'er had thrown on the ground, Feng Hao's mouth slightly curved.

After a while, there was a commotion in this space again. Fighting was in full swing in every arena, and dull sounds could be heard endlessly. There were only human races, but there was no movement.

And Feng Hao was also fighting with Qiong Ling'er and the three daughters with a smile on his face, not caring about the surprised eyes of others, nor caring about the fights of other races.

For him, these are not important, what is important is that his relatives can be safe and happy!

After a day and a half, this time the competition of hundreds of races came to an end. The final result, of course, is that the human race entered the top ten, but the other rankings did not change much, and the fluctuations were not too much. Just one or two places.

This made many people sigh. The cowardly human race in the past has become a thing of the past. Now, no one dares to bully them!

...

Not long after Feng Hao returned to his own courtyard in the Baizu Pagoda area, a guard reported that Dongfang was looking for him for something, and he had no choice but to go.

When he came to the courtyard where Dongfangzheng was located, he heard some voices talking inside, moreover, there was a faint respect and awe in Dongfangzheng's words.

This involuntarily made Feng Hao startled, and immediately walked into the hall quickly.

Inside, there were only two people, sitting on both sides of a square table, one was Dongfang Zheng, and the other, who was no stranger to him, was the white-haired old man standing on the high platform, the Pagoda Master of Hundred Clans!

"Tower Master!"

After learning about the existence of the guardian clan of the Baizu Pagoda, Feng Hao also respected the old man very much.

Speaking of which, the purpose of guarding the clan of the Hundred Clan Tower is the same as his own. He does not seek fame or profit, but only exists to protect what he wants to protect, and work hard!

"Haha, you're welcome, come, come and sit!"

Seeing his upright attitude, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved to him without any pretensions, motioning him to sit beside him.

Feng Hao didn't show any pretense either, he just walked over openly and sat next to the old man.

"Sure enough, he is an outstanding talent, among the dragons and phoenixes!"

After looking at Feng Hao at close range, the old man spoke in appreciation.