Ultimate Martial Divine King

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"Little brother, are you okay?"

"Ok?"

Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared behind him, Chu Chen couldn't help but look surprised, but he couldn't find anyone approaching.

"What? Did I bother you?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his gentle eyes revealing the inherent majesty.

Chu Hen shook his head and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, senior, I just passed here by accident ..."

Chu Chen knew that anyone in the Tongtian Sword Pavilion had a reverence and awe for the sword ancestor sculpture. It was not polite to watch under the sculpture in the middle of the night.

The middle-aged man waved his hand. "Anyway, you're Chu Chu, right?"

"Yes!" Chu Hen nodded.

"I have heard of your deeds. Since the dynasty of the Holy Star, I have experienced so many ups and downs at a young age, and it has really made us all alive for half a lifetime ..."

Chu Hen shook his head with a slight smile, "Let the senior laugh, and dare to ask which elder of Jiange is the senior?"

The man smiled, "It's only a first-order idler. Occasionally, I saw you didn't move in the second half of the sword ancestor sculpture, and you were a little curious ..." Immediately, the man turned his eyes to the sculpture in front of him. Did something happen to the little brother just now? "

A trace of confusion flashed in Chu Hen's eyes, and he replied slightly blankly, "I don't know, it seems that this sculpture contains a special power."

"Oh? What power?"

"It can't be said, it's powerful, but it's dangerous ..."

When thinking of the state of mind just now, Chu Hen was inexplicably disturbed.

I don't know why, the hatred and anger that have been accumulated in my heart seems to have erupted in an instant, and infinitely enlarged, the urge to kill the Quartet.

The middle-aged man patted Chu Shen's shoulder gently, and smiled gently, "Maybe you are too tired! Go back and rest!"

Chu Hen nodded, and did not do more entanglement on this issue.

"Farewell, senior!"

"Go!"

...

Immediately after, Chu Hen left Jianfeng Square.

Looking at the other person's back disappearing into the night, the middle-aged man's eyebrows were a little admired. He knew almost everything about the young man's deeds.

It is indeed commendable for a teenager who has emerged from a dynasty to reach such a height in such a short period of time.

Then the middle-aged man turned his gaze and looked in the other direction.

"Fenger, come out! Don't hide ..."

First there was a brief silence, and then there was a steady footstep, and a young figure came to this side from far to near.

This person is not someone else, it is the young master Mu Feng.

Up and down the Tongtian Sword Pavilion, Mu Feng can be called 'Fenger'. Only one person ... that is the Lord of the Sword Pavilion, Mu Xiongcai!

When the father and the son met, there was no relief, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

This embarrassment originated from Mu Feng, who was a little uncomfortable in front of this man called ‘Father’.

"It's so late, haven't you rested yet?" Mu Xiong said.

"It's your bird business?" Mu Feng replied.

Muxiong frowned slightly. "Can't you talk to me better?"

"What's wrong? You still want to chop off my three ribs? Come on, you better chop me to death, save you annoyance."

Mu Feng opened her posture and pointed to her chest.

Mu Xiong just let out a sigh of relief, his eyes faintly guilty.

Now that I think about it, it was a bit heavy at first.

"Lao Tzu went back to bed, you can do it yourself ..." Mu Feng replied lazily, turning to leave.

"Wait!"

"what happened again?"

Mu Xiong thought for a moment, his hesitation flashed, and then said, "Some things I wanted to wait for the end of the" Sword Ceremony "before telling you, now that you are here, let me tell you!"

Listening to the other person's tone seemed a bit wrong, Mu Feng stopped and turned around.

"Come on, I'm in a hurry!"

Mu Xiong pointed at the sword ancestor sculpture next to him and said, "Who do you know who this is?"

"Aren't you bullshit? Fools know the original founder of Jiange."

If it was before, if Mu Feng talked to Mu Xiong in this tone, I was afraid that she would not be able to speak more than three sentences, and she would be kicked more than ten meters away.

However, after Mu Feng returned from the Holy Star Dynasty, Mu Xiongcai's attitude gradually changed.

Even if Mu Feng talks irregularly, the other party is not angry at all.

...

"That's right! He founded Tongtian Sword Pavilion in one hand." Mu Xiong affirmed, and then said, "And besides, he is our ancestor of Mu family."

"Oh?"

Mu Feng blurted out, subconsciously blurting out, "So, are you still his great great-grandson?"

Mu Xiong's face turned black, and it sounded like he was cursing.

"But what does this have to do with me? Haven't they all died for a hundred years?"

"Do you know the title of our ancestors then?"

"What title?"

"Sword Demon!" Mu Xiong spit out the words clearly and heavily, his pupils faintly showing a few hot lights.

"Sword Demon?" Mu Feng pecked her head. "Well, it sounds bluffing."

"When it comes to the rise of our Tongtian Sword Pavilion, there is still a special journey ... In the beginning, our ancestors were just an unknown little pawn, without any family background, but rather talented in swordplay. But the vast world, never Lack of genius. Just a sword skill, far from making him stand out. In order to break through the higher level of sword skill martial arts, the ancestors entered a secret place called 'burial ancient heaven' in an unexpected adventure. place……"

Funeral heaven domain?

Mu Feng's eyes were slightly bright, and her interest could not help being hooked.

Mu Xiong just paused and continued, "I do n’t know what the 'burial ancient heavenly land' is ... however, the ancestors in the heavenly land unexpectedly had bloodline and acquired mutations. The blood of the common war body has achieved the 'sword demon body' ... "

"This sword demon body is the top bloodline boundary in the mystery. If the bloodline power is fully activated, you can even fight against the Holy Body!"

Fighting for the Eucharist?

You heard me right!

Mu Feng immediately increased her interest, but then she pouted her lips and said disdainfully, "Don't flicker with me, isn't Lao Tzu the" Sword Demon Mystery "? I haven't seen how great!

Not only Mu Feng, but also Mu Xiongcai, all have sword bloodline boundaries.

Although the power is quite strong ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, but it is far from reaching the level where it can compete for the Eucharist, which Mu Feng himself knows best.

...

Mu Xiong smiled and looked at each other solemnly.

"That's because your 'Sword Demon Body' has not yet been activated. To be precise, it is still at the lowest level, and you need to complete a breakthrough upgrade."

Mu Feng was dubious, "How to activate?"

Mu Xiong looked at the sculpture of the sword ancestor next to him.

"At that time, the ancestors left a powerful blood power in this sculpture. Using this power, they can activate the real sword demon corpse ..."

Mu Feng also turned her attention to this sculpture, showing her mighty power.

It was a brief silence again.

Mu Feng asked, "Why are you telling me this now?"

Although he is usually cynical and carefree, Mu Feng is actually a careless person.

It stands to reason that Mu Xiong should have told himself these things long ago. Why has it been so long?

...

After a moment of silence, Mu Xiong seemed to be hesitant, and then looked back at Mu Feng, saying, "I hope you can take over the position of the Lord of the Sword Pavilion."

what?

As soon as this remark was made, Mu Feng's pupils could not help but faint.

Unbelievable thick appeared on his face.

He really didn't expect that Mu Xiong would let himself take over the position of Lord of the Sword Pavilion. Isn't he a hay bale in the eyes of the other person?

Too unexpected!

Does the other's conscience find that he wants to make up for himself?

Soon Mu Feng rejected this idea. He knew Mu Xiongcai very well, and the other person regarded Tongtian Jiange more than anyone else.

We will never hand over this huge martial arts foundation to this 'grass bag son'.

"What is your purpose?"

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