"You're really arrogant, you actually delivered it to your door yourself."
In the dark night, a figure quickly swept towards the foot of Huashan Mountain from the forest.
His legs were not touching the ground, and he was flying freely, showing an extremely powerful method. If ordinary people saw it, they would be shocked.
I thought a martial arts master appeared.
Under the faint moonlight, the face of this figure was revealed. It was the face of a middle-aged man, with a sword on his back and arrogant eyes.
"An ignorant junior who shows his strength as a monk in front of ordinary people will be hunted down by practitioners in heaven and on earth. Now he dares to climb Mount Hua? Asking for the method of cultivating immortals? This is simply arrogant to the extreme! Why does our ancestors need to take action? I
Zhou Boyun is enough to kill him thousands of times."
The middle-aged man's expression was cold and empty. While muttering to himself in a low voice, a murderous intention gathered between his eyebrows, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees.
Obviously, he is a monk from the Zhou family, and his cultivation level is very high.
At the same time, Feng Hao had already come out of the hotel and stopped on the hiking trail near the mountain forest, intending to intercept the other party here.
"Ancestor of the Zhou family? It doesn't make sense, is he so weak?"
Feng Hao was confused. He looked towards the end of the ancient road, where a figure was flying through the air. Murderous intent condensed between his brows, and the chirping of birds, beasts and insects around him fell silent.
"Huh? Are there ordinary people? I'm still on the Huashan Ancient Road at this late hour. He saw me. It seems that he has no choice but to kill me and throw me into the cliff. Tomorrow the news will report that someone slipped and fell off the cliff..."
Zhou Boyun saw Feng Hao and did not notice any fluctuations in spiritual power belonging to the monks.
"Little brother, it's so late, why don't you go back? Watch the sunrise?"
Zhou Boyun did not kill immediately, but gradually approached Feng Hao, with cold eyes. He held the sword secret in his hand and could unsheath it to kill at any time.
Feng Hao smiled innocently, stared at the spiritual sword behind Zhou Boyun, and said: "Uncle, didn't you go back too? I heard that there are immortals on Mount Hua, it's been reported in the news, and I plan to come here to find immortality.
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"Look at the sword behind uncle's back, which is full of ancient charm. Is uncle a cultivator of immortality? That's great. Uncle, do you think I have the wisdom to cultivate immortality with you?"
Feng Hao has a strong learning ability and his adaptability is undoubted. He learned many role-playing skills on the Internet some time ago.
Now, he is just an ordinary person. Because he read the news, he came to Huashan to pursue the opportunity of immortality.
"Did you see it?" Zhou Boyun stared at Feng Hao.
"What did you see?"
Feng Hao wondered, then stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and saw no fluctuations in spiritual power, he grabbed the spiritual sword behind Zhou Boyun's back.
"Hmph, if ordinary people dare to get their hands on the Immortal Spiritual Sword, they are asking for death."
Zhou Boyun snorted in his heart. The sword behind him had been passed down for more than three hundred years. It was a spiritual sword given to the ancestor of the Zhou family when Emperor Kangxi was in power. Only practitioners can touch it.
Ordinary people would die if they touched it.
That's fine, he doesn't have to do it himself.
Without encountering any obstruction, Feng Hao took out the spiritual sword from Zhou Boyun's back and waved it twice casually. Two magnificent sword flowers appeared in the void.
"This..." Zhou Boyun was horrified. This is the spiritual sword of a cultivator. It contains majestic spiritual energy. Ordinary people and new cultivators will be killed by the sharp edge when they encounter it.
What is this kid's background? He actually survived with a spiritual sword, and even pulled out two sword flowers?
Keng!
Feng Hao held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the tip of the sword with the other. With a little force, there was a snap, and the spiritual sword broke into two pieces.
An impact of pure spiritual power swept across the mountain instantly, causing the trees in the forest to fall and peel off their skin, and their branches to break, as if they had experienced a hurricane.
Zhou Boyun was injured by the impact of this spiritual power. He took three or four steps back and vomited blood.
"Uncle, are you okay? But your sword is really bad. It looks gorgeous, but it breaks when you pinch it. It should be an imitation costing dozens of dollars, right?"
Feng Hao looked at Zhou Boyun seriously, looking harmless to humans and animals.
"You are Feng Hao!" Zhou Boyun seemed to have thought of something and roared violently. The sound was like thunder, shaking the mountains and forests, and echoing among the mountains of Huashan Mountain.
The disciples who came behind Zhou Boyun were all shocked when they heard about Zhou Boyun's descendants. Feng... Feng Hao was coming?
"die!"
Zhou Boyun roared angrily, his spiritual energy surging all over his body, and he was ready to fight Feng Hao. He felt insulted, Feng Hao was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Even if he broke his spiritual sword, he would definitely not let him go now.
Bang! Bang!
He attacked crazily, his hands were entangled with spiritual power, and each punch was as heavy as a thousand pounds. He was so powerful that without his spiritual sword, he could only kill the enemy at close range.
Fortunately, the Zhou family has many magic techniques, which can be used for both long-distance and close-range attacks.
But it was a pity that there was a huge difference in cultivation between him and Feng Hao. Feng Hao dodged a few moves at will, shook his head, and punched him, sending him flying and hitting a boulder beside the ancient road.
All the muscles and bones in his body were broken, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.
"How could this happen...impossible, you are so young, there is no reason for you to be so powerful. Jin Xin's spiritual root is a piece of material that lasts hundreds of years, so it is not as powerful as you."
Zhou Boyun coughed up blood and his face turned extremely pale.
His body was embedded in the boulder. After his bones were broken, he had no way to break free and could only wait for death.
In the distance, the descendants of the Zhou family who came over saw this scene, and their hair stood on end. They saw with their own eyes that Zhou Boyun could not withstand Feng Hao's punch and was punched into the crack of the stone. He was so frightened that he almost collapsed there.
"Is he an old monster from Jindan or Nascent Soul? I'm scared to death of this handsome guy." A disciple of the Zhou family had the hair on his body standing on end and was trembling with fear.
"Gudong, you are so powerful. You can kill Elder Zhou with just one punch." Another Zhou family member frantically wiped the sweat from his forehead.
No one dared to come forward, they were all scared to death.
They received a secret message from Zhou Kun and followed Elder Zhou Boyun down the mountain to personally capture Feng Hao, who broke the agreement between secularity and spiritual practice, and send him into space.
Unexpectedly, before reaching the Cheng family's hotel, Feng Hao intercepted him on the way. Elder Zhou was half dead and was beaten into a stone.
"There are a lot of people here!" Feng Hao said to himself. He had already seen the monks of the Zhou family shivering in the darkness, causing rustling sounds to be heard from the bushes.
However, these people were frightened and did not dare to approach. Feng Hao was too lazy to deal with them one by one. He put down his harsh words and said, "Take this uncle back and tell Zhou Kun and your ancestors of the Zhou family that I, Feng Hao, will be here soon."
Just pay a visit and prepare a high-grade spiritual sword and immortality cultivation method, otherwise... the Zhou family will be wiped out!"
"Oh my god, this pussy is so arrogant!"
There are children of the Zhou family who are furious in their hearts, but they dare not speak out. Feng Hao is too powerful and they dare not touch his edge for fear that they will become the next Zhou Boyun.
"Before you try to kill me, you must be prepared to have your family wiped out."
Feng Hao glanced at Zhou Boyun, and after saying these words, he turned around and left the ancient road, humming a tune in his mouth, completely ignoring what had just happened.