Martial Inverse

Chapter 393 Killing God Sword

Human life lasts for hundreds of years, even if you become a saint, it is only a thousand years. People, no matter how powerful you were in life, you are still just a cup of loess after death. [Text first release]

Lamentable!

Maybe he can live forever, but that is after becoming a saint. For Feng Hao, who is the Wuzong, there is still a long, long way to go.

"Ancestors, please be honored by future generations!"

After sorting out his mood, he bent down, Feng Hao knelt down, kowtowed three times respectfully, then he raised his head, looked at the skeleton in front of him, his eyes were sad.

This is the ancestor of my Feng family!

Such a peerless person died here. If he hadn't come down to the Tiankeng by himself, he would never have known that such an ancestor existed.

"Could it be that he died at the hands of Xuanwu?"

At this time, Feng Hao realized that the chest of the ancestor in front of him seemed to have collapsed, and he felt a chill in his heart, and looked at the body of the thunder turtle beside him.

The carapace is five or six meters long and two meters wide, and the skeleton is half a meter wide. Generally speaking, it is definitely at the level of a giant beast!

The realm of this thunder turtle is probably at least the realm of the Martial Emperor.

"It turned out that we all died together."

Feng Hao sighed.

None of the descendants of the five ancient super ferocious beasts is easy to mess with.

"Huh?"

Turning his head, Feng Hao saw that there was a roll of animal skin placed under the clothes in front of the ancestor's knees. After hesitating for a while, he picked up the roll of animal skin, unfolded it carefully, and began to look at it. content on it.

"My Fengni is a member of the Feng family. I came here to punish the thunder turtle who caused disasters in the world. I followed it for many days, but I disappeared. I met a woman and fell in love at first sight, so I became a family. Ten years later, the thunder turtle reappeared. , lost to the enemy, we will die together, what a pity!..."

The more he looked at it, the more frightened Feng Hao became.

"Is there another Feng family in this world?"

Feng Hao's mood could no longer be calm.

It is recorded on the animal skin that the ancestor of the Feng family is just a child of the Feng family. After chasing and killing the fierce beasts that escaped from the ancient ruins, he came to the territory of the Xilan Kingdom, got married, and had the later Yulan City Feng. Home.

However, Lei Gui took advantage of ten years to break through, and after a great battle, they all died together in the end, regretting for life.

From the animal skin, Feng Hao could see the deep regret and sadness of his ancestors at that time.

And this No. 13 is a puppet refined by the Feng family. It needs the blood of the Feng family to recognize the master. The specific realm is not mentioned on the animal skin.

However, when the ancestor of the Feng family was dying, he mentioned that he had injected his own energy into the body of the puppet servant. Therefore, the rank of the puppet servant No. 13 should be improved.

"At least you should be able to be a Martial King, right?"

Looking at the emotionless No. 13, Feng Hao guessed.

The power of No. 13 was still fresh in his memory, and in just a moment, he restrained himself. With the talent of basalt defense, under his fist, it was like a fake, and his punch almost killed him.

If it wasn't for the spout of blood, I'm afraid he would have died under his fist.

Calm down, indifferent! Absolute cold face killer!

No. 13 has no emotions of his own, he is just a puppet, and Feng Hao cannot know the specific refining method, but the Feng family that Feng Ni talks about has such ability.

A family that can refine such a powerful puppet is still an ordinary family?

Feng Hao never thought that his Feng family had such a big background.

Fortunately, there is enough space in the ring, so Feng Hao put away the skeleton of this ancestor named Feng Ni, intending to ask Feng Chen how to deal with it.

After tidying up, Feng Hao stood up, turned around, and caught sight of the rather wide long sword stuck on Lei's head.

"This should be something from our ancestors."

Under the protection of No. 13, Feng Hao walked over, looking at the shining long sword in front of him, his heart trembled slightly.

This long sword gave him a different feeling, it seemed that it was not just as simple as a spiritual weapon.

Thinking about it, Feng Hao stretched out his hand, holding the hilt of the sword, and pulled it hard...

didn't move.

Pull harder...

Still not moving.

"what happened?"

Feng Hao was taken aback for a moment, with his strength just now, even a huge boulder weighing several hundred catties should have been lifted away, but he couldn't even pull out this long sword. This was really weird and made him very puzzled.

"Chila!"

With a thought, the unicorn arm appeared, and the majestic power surged out, capable of pulling mountains and rivers.

"Get up!"

Holding the hilt of the sword, Feng Hao fiercely exerted force, and the result...

Still not moving.

"How can this be?"

With the strength of the unicorn arm, even a thousand-jin boulder should be overturned, but the long sword still has not moved a thread.

"I don't believe it!"

He took a deep breath, and thunderous sounds resounded from Feng Hao's body. He opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly, "Heh!"

After half an hour...

"Hoo!...Hoo!..."

Feng Hao's face was flushed, sweat dripped from his cheeks, and his chest heaved rapidly. His eyes were fixed on the long sword, and his eyes were full of shock and inconceivability.

Within half an hour, he tried

Tried countless methods, but still failed to pick up the long sword. On the contrary, I was exhausted enough.

"No. 13, try it."

Glancing at No. 13 who was standing aside watching the fun, Feng Hao called out.

"Only the master can use the 'God Killing Sword'!"

The very obedient No. 13 didn't move, he opened his mouth to spit out a dry sentence.

"Only the owner can use it?"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, feeling a little discouraged, and asked unwillingly, "Then can I?"

"able!"

The dry and hard words spit out from the mouth of No. 13, which made Feng Hao stunned.

"But why can't I pick it up?"

After blinking his eyes, Feng Hao asked again.

He knew that No. 13 couldn't lie, so there must be a reason for him to say that.

"Need the master's blood!"

Thirteen Hao's bright eyes flashed a glint of light, and he continued to speak dryly.

"blood?"

Glancing at No. 13, Feng Hao seemed to understand something. He stretched out a finger and used his strength to force out a few drops of blood, which dripped on the blade of the long sword.

Exactly the same as 'Wufeng', when the blood drips, it is integrated into the sword body.

"Buzz!..."

With a buzzing sound, the long sword named 'Sword of Killing God' shook slightly, and then burst into a burst of dazzling light, which forced Feng Hao to squint his eyes.

"Shua!"

The Sword of Killing God jumped up, hanging in the void, the sharp point of the sword pointed directly at Feng Hao, and stabbed towards his chest without hesitation. ~

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