Not far from Ju'an City, Feng Hao took off the black robe he was wearing.
After all, wearing a black robe is too conspicuous.
Not long after walking, he felt as if someone was following him. He frowned, the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, and his pace quickened a lot.
"Am I feeling wrong?"
It was already very remote, but there was still no movement at all behind. Feng Hao shook his head and walked quickly towards the ancient ruins.
"Brother, what should I do?"
There are eight men hiding behind a huge boulder. One of them, if Feng Hao saw him, would definitely recognize him. He is the hook-nosed Wu Zong of the Chiyun Gang!
First, Zhui Fenghao entered the red area, and the elite members of the gang suffered losses and were scolded. Later, in the Yuyue Gambling House, he was slapped in the face by Yuxiao in public. Unknown to him,
Wonderful, it was only by escaping from Ju'an City that he saved his life.
Now, he has roped in several former accomplices and started a business of bullying the weak and avoiding the strong in this ancient ruins.
However, he never let go of his hatred for Feng Hao.
Hearing that Feng Hao's reputation was getting higher and higher in Ju'an City, his heart kept sinking. He thought that revenge was hopeless, but he accidentally found Feng Hao leaving the city alone.
The reason why he didn't take action now was that he was still afraid of an ambush and thought they were "lubing" him out, so he didn't take action yet.
"Wait a little longer."
He stopped their movements and looked at the figures flashing in the distance. His eyes were full of violence. He pressed his dry lips and grinned, "Hey!
...Brothers, this is a real 'fat' sheep. As long as we kill him, we will no longer have to live in fear here."
"Oh, brother, how can a great martial artist be so fat?"
A man asked in disbelief.
"Hmph! Do you know who that kid is?"
The hooked nose snorted coldly and said.
"How can a great martial artist be famous?"
"Brother, tell me quickly."
Several men urged.
"snort!"
The hooked nose snorted angrily and said, "He is the Lucky Master, the legendary Earth-level Xiangshi Master. Do you think he is 'fat' or not?"
"Hiss!...He is actually the Master of Luck?"
"Oh my God, Master Lucky is a little brat at the level of a great martial artist?"
"Brother, is this impossible?"
Several men were shocked and felt unbelievable, but seeing the ferocious look on the hook-nosed face, they stopped asking any more questions.
"Brother, do we really want to touch him?"
A man asked weakly.
After all, the reputation of Master Luck is unparalleled. He is famous in several major dynasties and is highly sought after by many powerful forces. How can such a person be touched by a small bandit like himself?
"That's right!"
When the hooked nose thought of Yu Xiao's slap, his teeth itched with hatred towards Feng Hao, and he wished he could pull out his muscles and bones and break his body into pieces.
"But..."
Several men seemed a little hesitant.
"No buts!"
The hook-nosed scolded, with a gloomy look on his face, "He is a great martial artist, how can he escape from our hands? After killing him, we fled from the ancient ruins. The world is so big, where can those people find us?
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After being scolded by him, if I think about it carefully, it really makes sense.
He is just a great martial artist. There are eight of them, two are martial arts masters, Hook Nose is as high as the two zang realms, and the other six are also at the martial spirit realm. Could it be that they can't deal with a great martial artist?
Therefore, if a few people are determined to do this, they will be able to live a stable life.
Of course, they still didn't dare to take action on this ancient ruins. It would be terrible if someone saw them. Therefore, they endured and did not take action until one day later, they walked out of the ancient ruins.
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"Whoosh!"
A figure flashed in front of Feng Hao, blocking his way, and several people stood around him.
"Wuzong!"
After just one glance, Feng Hao had a clear idea in his mind. He glanced around and the corners of his mouth curved in an evil arc, "Are you finally willing to come out?"
Not long after he left Ju'an City, he had this vague feeling. After leaving the ancient ruins and walking for half a day, these people finally couldn't bear to take action.
Although there is pressure from two martial sects and six martial spirits, Feng Hao is not afraid. If he wants to leave, no one here can stop him!
"Is it you?"
His eyes settled on the hook-nosed man, with a slightly surprised look on his face.
All along, he thought that this person should have been dealt with by the Chiyun Gang. Unexpectedly, he met him again. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he came specifically to seek revenge on him.
"Could it be that the Chiyun Gang wants to attack me?"
Thinking of this, his eyes turned cold.
"Hey! Little bastard, you can't think of it, right?"
The hook-nosed face was full of a ferocious smile, looking very proud.
In his opinion, Feng Hao was already a turtle in his urn, ready to be "kneaded" by him.
"You are so courageous."
Feng Hao smiled playfully, "Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be?"
His words made the other people tremble, their eyes showing fear.
After all, as long as there are people in the ancient ruins, who has not heard the name of Master Luck? It can be said that his reputation has surpassed the top ten forces and has become a being on the same level as the city lord.
They believe that in the ancient ruins, whoever this lucky master wants to die must be killed! Even if he is very powerful, he has the ability to severely damage his vitality.
"What are you afraid of!"
The hook-nosed man scolded and said grimly, "He will soon become a corpse, and no one knows who did it!"
These words immediately gave several people a shot in the arm, and they all calmed down and slowly moved closer to Feng Hao.
Apart from this identity, the young man in front of me is indeed a big "fat" sheep.
Because, they had not until, not long ago, this young man won five thousand martial arts crystals!
Five thousand martial arts crystals, what is the concept?
They know that after doing this, they won't have to worry about it for dozens of lives.
"hehe!"
Feng Hao chuckled. It just so happened that after obtaining the 'Xuanzhong Domain', he had not been able to use it yet. Then someone came to the 'door'.
How considerate!
As soon as he stretched out his palm, 'Wufeng' appeared on his palm. With a slight squeeze, a feeling of blood connection came to his heart.
"Thunder Slash!"
He struck without mercy, and as soon as his toes touched down, he rushed towards a martial arts master.
"Hey! Looking for death!"
When he saw Feng Hao running towards him, Wu Zong flashed a look of ferocity on his face. He grabbed his palm and a long black knife appeared in his hand. Wu Yuan spat out and rushed towards Feng Hao.
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