Originally, they wanted to crush Feng Hao to ashes.
But then I thought, how terrifying does a person’s own strength have to be before he is willing to give away the opportunity of a mortal?
So, they paused again, and for a while they felt like they were riding a tiger.
A second-grade Martial Emperor master suddenly asked: "Which sect are you from? What's your name?"
In their opinion, as long as they know Feng Hao's specific identity, they can know general information, and then they can decide whether to take action or not.
If you really can't mess with it, just break your teeth and swallow it in your stomach, forget it.
If they could be provoked, they would have to overthrow Feng Hao and the sect behind him.
At this time, Feng Hao had not yet spoken. The great elder of the Martial God Sect who was knocked away said seriously: "He is my guest of the Martial God Sect, Feng Haoran..."
"Your guest?"
"A guest from the Martial God Sect?"
In just an instant, a meaningful sneer suddenly appeared on the faces of these second-grade Martial Emperor masters.
It turns out that he is a guest of the Martial God Sect. No wonder he had to give it away after receiving the opportunity to become a first-grade mortal saint. This is because the guest also has to listen to the sect leader.
Therefore, the arrogant young man in front of him is not actually a big threat.
The rhythm of drying and pouring in minutes.
Although in the ruins of the imperial city, Feng Hao killed a large number of monsters with one step, which looked so powerful that it made people's scalp numb.
But it seemed like it was an illusion and everything was fake.
Um!
That's absolutely the case.
With this thought in everyone's mind, the ferocious flames on their faces gradually grew stronger, and a bald-headed Martial Emperor master stood up directly, pointed at Feng Hao and said: "You said we wanted to ask your opinion, now... we will
What do you say if you want to snatch Nie Yuan’s opportunity to be a mortal? Are you going to destroy us? Haha.”
The bald man burst into laughter at that time.
Snap!
However, just when the bald head burst into laughter, there was a sudden crisp sound, and before everyone could react, the bald head's body flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
This scene shocked everyone at the time.
They didn't even see who took action, and the Bald Martial Emperor's body was whipped out. It was extremely weird.
The bald man was lying on the ground, his left cheek was swollen like a bun, and his appearance was even more unrecognizable to his parents.
"Who did it?"
The Bald-headed Martial Emperor was extremely ashamed and angry. Being beaten was nothing, just come and go. But what the hell, he was being beaten now, but he didn't even see anyone take action.
Those second-grade Martial Emperors shook their heads.
Only Nie Yuan, the leader of the Martial God Sect, Feng Hao and the two elders did not express their opinions. Suddenly, the four of them became the focus of the Bald Martial Emperor and everyone.
However, the two elders obviously don't have that ability.
Therefore, the only ones who can really cause harm to the Bald Martial Emperor are Feng Hao and Nie Yuan...
But Nie Yuan is now integrating the opportunity of a first-grade mortal saint. Unless he successfully fuses it, it will be almost impossible, so Nie Yuan is unlikely.
Naturally, everyone's eyes then fell on Feng Hao.
The bald man got up from the ground with an ugly face. He stared at Feng Hao and said in a deep voice: "Did you do it?"
"Which eye did you see?" Feng Hao said.
"..."
The bald Martial Emperor was speechless at that time because he couldn't see it with both eyes, so he pointed at dozens of other second-grade Martial Emperor masters and said seriously: "They all saw it..."
"Yeah?"
Feng Hao turned to look at the dozens of second-grade Martial Emperor masters and asked, "Have you seen it?"
Swish!
Everyone shook their heads.
Because they now realize a key point, that is, Feng Hao was able to teach the Bald Martial Emperor a lesson without any warning.
This kind of cultivation seems to be similar to that of a first-grade mortal saint.
In front of a first-level martial arts saint, the number of people really cannot compete.
When the bald-headed Martial Emperor saw the second-grade Martial Emperors clamoring to snatch Nie Yuan, they all shook their heads, and his whole face turned green at that moment.
Feng Hao looked at the bald head with a sneer and said, "So don't slander anyone... Only then can I beat you."
Bang!
Feng Hao walked up to the bald head, and then punched the bald Martial Emperor several hundred meters away.
This time, the bald Martial Emperor consciously held up the Martial Emperor's body. His physical body was so strong that it was a mess, but under the power of Feng Hao's punch, seven or eight of his bones were broken...
Now he is lying dying among the ruins.
hiss!
This scene instantly shocked all the sect leaders in the Southern Territory, and they couldn't help but gasp.
It seemed like they didn't feel any spiritual energy fluctuations.
This seems to be purebred physical strength?
Thinking of this, the hearts of dozens of sect leaders froze. How ruthless a person must be to be able to cultivate his body to such an extent?
Physical cultivation is called asceticism, and it is not something that ordinary people can practice at all.
Feng Hao was very satisfied with the performance of many sect leaders and said softly: "Who wants to try again now?"
"..."
At this time no one dared to say another word.
The two elders of the Martial God Sect now have expressions of admiration for Feng Hao. What is fierceness?
This is it before you.
One person, without doing much, shocked the second-grade masters of seventeen sects in the Southern Territory. It must be said that he was extremely powerful.
Buzz~
Suddenly, a special energy wave came from the sky above the ruins of the Imperial City, and Nie Yuan, the leader of the Martial God Sect, also opened his eyes at this moment.
He looked up at the gray sky where dark clouds gathered, frowned slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "It's time to dawn..."
Then, in the dark sky of the ruins, wisps of light penetrated the dark clouds and shone down, making it really bright.
At that moment, the second-grade Martial Emperor masters of those sects suddenly felt a great pressure.
It was as if the Nie Yuan standing in front of them suddenly became the master of heaven and earth.
The radiance shone on his body, and Nie Yuan really looked like a saint at this moment, and everyone was amazed and envious.
In the Southern Territory...a new Martial Saint was born.
The method just now is the power of the saint, which is integrated with a trace of the laws of heaven and earth to communicate with heaven and earth.
Let the dark clouds that have accumulated over time disperse and let the light shine again.
At the same time, the fourth-level masters of various sects outside the ruins were also stunned by this sight.
How come this place of ruins, which has always been clouded all year round, suddenly becomes bright and clear?
"The Martial Emperor has become a saint!"
The martial arts masters who were fighting outside were shocked.
They are still frantically sweeping the periphery, and continue to go deep into the ruins, looking for scattered opportunities.
The people on the outside are fighting hard, and I don't see any opportunities. Who knows that the people inside have become saints...
Yang Jian took the big black dog to avoid those fourth-level martial arts masters and squatted in a corner of the ruins in the ruins.
He didn't know what happened to the sun-drenched thing, he just looked at the fluorescent ancient scroll in front of him in a daze.