Martial Inverse

Chapter 797 Qi Chi

After being promoted to the peak of Wu Zun, Feng Hao's power has reached the peak of the Ren realm, and he is only a thin line away from the superintendent realm. Therefore, even after the five patriarchs announced that he was a human race, he was faced with the constant stream of people. The barbarians, that is also killing the Quartet, as long as they come up, they are all punched out of the ring by him. ┃. ┃

Although this ultimate strength talent has not evolved to perfection, but it is not comparable to ordinary people!

"Damn, he, a human race, came to my barbarian race to show his power!"

Knowing Feng Hao's true identity from the mouth of the sacrificed old man, and then looking at the scene in front of him, the five old men were all a little angry, and they were quite indignant.

"Absolutely cannot let him enter the Beast God Pool!"

The Xuanwu Patriarch, whose eyebrows were somewhat sullen, murmured in his mouth.

The divine water in the Beast God Pond is enough for ten people to cleanse the divine power every year. If it is used on foreign races, especially human races, they all feel that it is very worthless.

"However, the Beast God once left an oracle..."

The White Tiger Patriarch next to him frowned and said.

He also didn't want to see a human race show power in his barbarian race, and he also took away a place to wash in the beast god's pool, but he did not dare to disobey the beast god's oracle.

"The oracle of the beast god, we naturally have to respect and implement it."

The Xuanwu Patriarch narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "We don't prevent him from participating in the Hundred Clan Competition, but there is no way to get a place in the Beast God Pool!"

"Oh."

The other four patriarchs all looked at him.

"If he wants to enter the Beast God Pool, he must first defend the arena. If his skills are not as good as others, then we can't blame him."

With a relaxed smile on the corner of the Xuanwu Patriarch's mouth, he explained the confusion to the four of them.

"Yeah, great idea!"

The eyes of the four patriarchs lit up.

These ordinary barbarians can't help this young man, but that doesn't mean that there are no barbarians who can't help him!

"Kirin patriarch, this person has a talent for strength,

I think it's up to you to send someone to solve it? "

With a faint smile, the Xuanwu Patriarch said to the Qilin Patriarch.

"no problem!"

The Qilin patriarch glanced at him, and he called one person. After giving the order, the five patriarchs showed relaxed smiles on their faces.

"I'm going to see how long he can last!"

Looking at Feng Hao who was almost busy dealing with it, the Xuanwu Patriarch said proudly.

For all this, the sacrificial old man standing in the middle just glanced at them lightly and did not stop him.

After all, they did not violate the oracle of the beast god!

...

"call!"

After knocking down a strong man like a hill again, Feng Hao breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted the divine pesticide in his body, and the cool medicinal properties circulated all over his body. After a little, it returned to normal.

"Look at the fist!"

A reckless man jumped onto the ring, raised his fist the size of a casserole, and smashed it directly towards Feng Hao's chest.

Now, all the barbarians regard this as a provocation from the human race, and even if they know that they are no match for Feng Hao, they all rush to the ring with a loud roar.

"Ben Thunder Fist!"

There was a flash of violence in Feng Hao's eyes, and after adjusting his strength, he raised his unicorn arm to meet him.

This is in the barbarian race, and he does not dare to do whatever he wants. If he kills people, and the barbarian race rises up to attack them, there is no way to escape at all.

The six old men standing in front of the Temple of the Beast were all the pillars of the barbarian race. How could he, a small martial master, escape from their palms?

"boom!"

With one punch, the reckless man fell off the stage like a kite with a broken string, rolling on the ground.

However, it was still unable to quench the indignation of the barbarians, and they rushed to the arena as if they were desperate...

If it was another person, it would definitely not last for so long. However, for Feng Hao, who has the God Pesticide Canon, it is just a little troublesome. As long as the three extreme talents can be perfectly evolved, it is nothing at all.

About half an hour later, a sturdy young man with a violent aura all over his body came to the Qilin Patriarch under the leadership of the messenger.

On the scene, many barbarians immediately discovered his arrival, and all of them showed shocking expressions.

"It's Lord Qichi of the Qilin family!"

Soon, someone recognized the young man, and exclamations resounded everywhere.

Every once in a while, the five major clans of the barbarians will compete once, and the Qilin clan, the most outstanding one of the younger generation, is this Qi Chi. It can be said that if nothing else happens, he will definitely become the next one of the Qilin Zun clan. Patriarch!

Although, his cultivation realm is still at the peak of Wu Zun, but his strength talent has evolved to a perfect level, and it has reached a terrifying situation!

"Master Qi Chi is here, this human boy is going to be unlucky!"

"Lord Qi Chi, fuck this stinky boy!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers, and Qi Chi's name resounded throughout the audience.

"Qichi?"

Feng Hao naturally also saw this young man, and suddenly there was a flash of purple light in his eyes, and then his pupils widened sharply, and exclaimed, "He actually has such a tyrannical power in his body?"

Under the gaze of Zitong, Feng Hao saw the shocking power in Qi Chi's body. It was like a powder keg. If it erupted, it seemed to be able to destroy the world, which was terrifying!

"Could it be that this is the power talent that has evolved to perfection?"

As soon as Feng Hao's heart moved, there was a burst of fire.

Such a perfect talent for power is no less powerful than the power of the stars!

There is a hard fight to be fought!

Feng Hao understood in his heart, but he did not show any fear. On the contrary, a pair of eyes spurted out a real fighting intent!

"Interesting!"

Seeing Qi Chi, Feng Hao naturally understood the barbarian's intentions, and suddenly a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then look for a few more stepping stones on the road to war!

He is not afraid. If the time comes, if his face is torn, and there is a virtual dragon in his arms, he believes that the holy beast still has this face!

"Patriarch, are you looking for me?"

Qi Chi looked at Feng Hao from a distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of doubt flashed, and he came to the Qilin Patriarch's side and asked in a respectful tone.

"Um."

The Qilin patriarch nodded, pointed at Feng Hao on the ring, and said to him, "Have you seen that human race?"

"Human race?"

Qi Chi was slightly startled.

On Feng Hao's body, he felt the same breath as himself!

"Yes, he is a human race!"

The Qilin patriarch nodded cautiously, "How about it, do you have the confidence to drive him off the ring?"

"The people who came to make trouble?"

Qi Chi's eyes exuded a violent breath, and the corner of his mouth grinned, "Patriarch, leave it to me!"~