Martial Inverse

Li Chunfeng's Nascent Soul was terrified and wanted to scream, but found that the Nascent Soul had been sealed by a powerful force.

"Nod or shake your head." Feng Hao said coldly.

Yuanying struggled for a while, then nodded.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero, you can choose not to say it, but your life's efforts will be in vain..."

Feng Hao glanced at Li Chunfeng's Yuanying approvingly, and at the same time allowed Li Chunfeng's Yuanying to speak.

"The Long Group has a profound foundation and a history of thousands of years. The five elders of the Long Group are gifted and able to summon the powerful to descend. This summoning unexpectedly brought a demon fairy who has cultivated into a true fruit..."

Li Chunfeng only told the truth that outsiders could not investigate. In order to survive, he had to betray the Long Group.

Feng Hao listened quietly, and understood the Long Group more and more clearly. After he was satisfied, Li Chunfeng's Nascent Soul was instantly destroyed as soon as he exerted his palm.

"The crime is heinous!"

Feng Hao said coldly, Li Chunfeng confessed many things honestly, including how his cultivation base came from, all of which were based on the premise of the death of countless monks and strangers.

There are even many ordinary people's lives, which have become the nourishment of his flying sword.

A generation of sword immortals, with a glamorous appearance, but extremely dirty inside.

So Feng Hao didn't show any mercy, and directly killed Li Chunfeng, and then calmly rang the alarm bell.

The alarm bell rang, and many people flooded into the office on the top floor, all of them were monks with powerful cultivation bases, all of them were carrying flying swords on their backs, and they looked at the man whose eyebrows were pierced by the point of the flying sword with a look of horror. Li Chunfeng.

"Master!"

Crash!

The group of monks carrying the flying swords all knelt down and burst into tears. After crying, the disciples all looked at Feng Hao, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"New here." Feng Hao said.

"How did our master die?" A middle-aged man asked coldly.

"Practice crazy and die."

Feng Hao sighed softly and said: "This senior's flying sword technique is extremely clever, I suggest to let the senior practice flying sword, who knows... Feijian suddenly stabbed himself to death uncontrollably."

Everyone looked at each other and looked at Feng Hao suspiciously.

"By the way, I also saw a lot of things flying out of the flying sword, I don't know what it is..." Feng Hao said innocently.

"Where did those things go?"

The middle-aged man's expression was moved, and his breath became short of breath. Those things that flew out were undoubtedly the wronged souls refined by Master Li Chunfeng.

The words of the middle-aged man aroused the greed and desire in everyone's heart, and they looked at Feng Hao with fiery eyes.

Feng Hao sneered inwardly, he knew that the exercises practiced by these people came from Li Chunfeng's lineage, and they were piled up by human lives.

Li Chunfeng is an evil swordsman.

In the era of the end of the Dharma, the spiritual energy of the earth is thin, and it is impossible to give birth to righteous monks in the period of transcending the catastrophe, even if it is hundreds of years.

But the evil cultivator took the evil way, replaced the spiritual energy with human life, and embarked on a new path of cultivation.

It's just that this kind of cultivation method is too wicked.

Only those who have lost their conscience can do it.

Just like now, when Li Chunfeng just died, his disciples were only sad for a moment, and then they asked where the wronged souls went. Obviously, to them, the death of the master is nothing, and whether they can take advantage of the opportunity is the kingly way .

Feng Hao pointed in the direction of the South China Sea, and said, "Flew away in that direction..."

As soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, the flying sword behind the middle-aged man suddenly came out of its sheath, and then stepped on the flying sword and flew out directly from the top floor of Long's Group.

"Thief!"

The brothers from the same school behind the middle-aged man scolded him, and they all chased him with flying swords. Everyone hated that they were not fast enough, so they used all their strength to fly in the direction Feng Hao pointed.

Feng Hao looked at Li Chunfeng's body sympathetically, and said indifferently: "Your disciples don't care about your life or death. Fortunately, you were killed by me, otherwise, someone among your disciples would always take you."

As soon as Feng Hao finished speaking, he saw familiar faces again, Bai Ling the white snake, Long Xueqing, the new chairman of the Long Group, and the person in charge of the personnel department who was in charge of applying for the job.

Feng Hao is very interested in the middle-aged man in the personnel department. In Li Chunfeng's original words, this man is not simple. He is in charge of the dispatch of everyone in the Long Group, including monks and strangers, and he knows everyone's abilities and backgrounds well.

He is the core figure of the Long Group.

Regardless of his young age, he is actually an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

But Feng Hao felt that Li Chunfeng's words were unreliable, the middle-aged man did not have too strong energy fluctuations in his body, and the attitude he showed was not like what a giant-level powerhouse should have.

"I remember your name. Your name is Feng Hao. When senior Li Chunfeng was not paying attention, you made him retreat, and then you were lucky enough to be admitted as the bodyguard of the Long Group."

Seeing Feng Hao in the room, Long Xueqing frowned slightly and asked, "How did senior Li Chunfeng die, and where is his disciple?"

"The one who went mad and died, his disciple didn't know what he was chasing, and he was very emotional." Feng Hao said calmly.

This kind of nonsense with open eyes has never been done since he became the Lord of the Great Thousand, and it always feels weird to deceive people again.

"Chairman, Li Chunfeng has committed many crimes. Although he has devoted a lot of effort to the Long Group, but karma, reincarnation, Li Chunfeng's life is worth it..."

The person in charge of the personnel department said respectfully.

Long Xueqing nodded and said, "Give him a decent burial!"

After finishing speaking, Long Xueqing turned around and left, but then she seemed to think of the character Feng Hao, and turned around and said: "You are very interesting, as soon as you entered the company, a senior sword fairy died. From now on, You are mine now, let's see how many seniors like this will die."

The middle-aged man took a deep look at Feng Hao.

Bai Ling looked Lin Yu up and down, but still didn't find any difference between him and ordinary people. It seemed that he was really just an ordinary person.

But it is really strange why the monks in the tribulation period, who never died sooner or later, died in Feng Hao's hands at this time.

Seeing Long Xueqing being so willful, Feng Hao was also a little surprised. He glanced at Bai Ling who was following Long Xueqing, and smiled inwardly...

It's all effortless.

Feng Hao went through the entry procedures with the middle-aged man, and at the same time, there was an extra person in the internal archives of the Long Group.

Without revealing his identity, Feng Hao managed to sneak into the Long Group, and had a double-sided relationship with the white snake Bai Ling.

If you think about it, you will soon know the reason for the White Snake's arrival, and what the Long Group is doing right now.

Feng Hao still remembered that when he came back from Mount Hua, there was a gathering of demon clouds over the Long Group. He didn't want to take care of this matter, but he still couldn't avoid it.

Since he promised the disappearing holy tree to protect the land of Huaxia, these monsters should always keep a close eye on them.

Those who make trouble will be killed without mercy!