He clearly saw that before Yang Jian fell, he was still holding this magic weapon in his hand. Even a sixth- and seventh-grade warrior could hold it...
He is a second-grade Martial Emperor, but he is still unable to shake him, and even his hand is dislocated...
Not only was the elder with a dislocated right hand stunned, but the other second-grade Martial Emperor masters who were fighting were also stunned.
They forgot about fighting and fighting, and they all stopped and looked at this scene.
"According to legend, there is a kind of magic weapon that recognizes its master. Whoever grasps it first is its master. No one else can master it. Unless...the original owner dies, the magic weapon will recognize its master again...
"
"Yes, this kind of magic weapon is rare in the world. Each one is unique. As you have just seen, its power is not weaker than that of a first-class mortal saint..."
There are many second-grade Martial Emperor experts who felt their hearts pounding after hearing these words.
Although the second-grade Martial Emperor master failed to seize it just now, it would be fine as long as he kills that young man.
If he dies, the magic soldier will be able to recognize his master again.
As a result, the eyes of the more than fifty second-level Martial Emperor masters from the sects all fell on Yang Jian again.
But when they saw the young man holding Yang Jian, they looked... so familiar.
Isn't that Feng Haoran from the Martial God Sect?
He punched a bald Martial Emperor to death.
Well!
Many second-level Martial Emperor experts suddenly felt that things were getting tricky. When encountering such a situation, it seemed very incomprehensible at first sight.
At the same time, Nie Yuan, the leader of the Martial God Sect after Emperor Wu became a saint, also stood quietly in front of Feng Hao and Yang Jian.
hiss!
With his appearance, the second-grade Martial Emperor experts from other sects were even more afraid to speak.
Who would have known that Yang Jian was actually a disciple of the Martial God Sect.
At the same time, other disciples from various sects on the periphery also rushed over.
The disciples of Wushen Sect still didn't understand the truth. Anyway, they saw that their sect master and two new disciples seemed to be hostile to other sects in the Southern Region.
This... made them very panicked.
I'm thinking about whether to stand over or not.
Nie Yuan, the leader of the Martial God Sect, saw that among the disciples of the Martial God Sect who had arrived, none of them stood beside him.
His expression immediately dripped with gloom.
Are these people afraid?
Ridiculous!
If the Martial God Sect had a group of elite disciples like this, there would be no hope of revival. If he was not a first-grade mortal saint now, I am afraid he would be removed from the Southern Territory in the near future!
"let's go!"
Feng Hao stood up with Yang Jian in his arms and looked at Nie Yuan, the leader of the Martial God Sect.
After checking just now, he found that Yang Jian's condition was neither good nor bad. The good thing was that the foundation was not destroyed.
The bad thing is that many meridians in the body are broken, and if you want to repair them, you need to find a place suitable for healing.
Feng Hao was quite satisfied with the power Yang Jian showed just now, which showed that Yang Jian was undoubtedly the reincarnation of Erlang Shen.
Such a person is so malleable that it is not difficult to become a being at the level of the Bull Demon King Sun Wukong and others.
But the premise is... Now we must take Yang Jian back to Wushen Sect as soon as possible to heal and rest.
Nie Yuan, the leader of the Martial God Sect, nodded and said: "Let's go!"
So, Nie Yuan turned around and walked towards the outskirts of the ruins, completely ignoring those second-level Martial Emperor experts.
"metropolitan……"
When the elite disciples of the Martial God Sect saw this scene, except for a few who were panicking, the others gritted their teeth and chased after them.
Nie Yuan felt a little better when he saw this scene. At least not every disciple is the kind of timid person.
Most of the disciples are sincere enough to the sect.
The second-grade Martial Emperor masters from all the major sects watched helplessly as Nie Yuan turned around. They did not stop him, but were filled with reluctance.
This scene stunned those elite disciples of the Martial God Sect who did not follow, so they asked a few tentative questions.
When they got the result that...their grandmaster was the man who was made a saint by Emperor Wu, these disciples collapsed.
So they wanted to stand over, but Nie Yuan stretched out his hand and blocked these people with a huge invisible force.
"If you are not a member of the Martial God Sect, anyone who comes close will die..."
Nie Yuan was a decisive person. After those people found out that he had become a saint, they came after him with regret.
Such loyalty is not what he wants.
From now on, the Wushen Sect should rather be deficient than excessive.
The elite disciples of the Martial God Sect who had followed from the beginning were so excited that they shed tears. The sun was about to set on the Martial God Sect...
Is it finally about to rise?
They did not expect that the sect leader had such a good opportunity. With the only chance of becoming a mortal saint, the Martial God Sect would definitely become the number one sect in the Southern Territory.
At the same time, Feng Hao hugged Yang Jian and walked towards the three-pointed two-edged sword. Of course, he wanted to take this magic weapon away before leaving.
"He wants to take him away? It's really ridiculous..."
"Is it possible that if you major in the physical body and have great strength, you can pull out the magic weapon? This is not at all... ah..."
Those second-grade Martial Emperor masters couldn't help but sneer at him.
Even a first-grade mortal saint could not forcefully take away such a magical weapon who recognized his master, but the next scene shocked them.
Everyone was stunned.
Just like Yang Jian, Feng Hao gently pulled out the three-pointed two-edged sword and held it in his hand as if it was nothing.
And he carried Yang Jian towards where Nie Yuan and the disciples of the Martial God Sect were.
Those second-grade Martial Emperor experts and the disciples from other sects were shocked at that time. They looked at Feng Hao with shock on their faces and thought it was incredible...
Doesn't it mean that the magic weapon can recognize its master again only after the original master dies?
They are all second-grade Martial Emperors with extremely high cultivation, and they all know... Yang Jian is not dead.
But now Feng Hao can pull it out, what's going on?
Even Nie Yuan was stunned...
But when he thought that his first-grade mortal saint opportunity was given to him by Feng Hao, he was speechless.
At the same time, he always believed in one thing.
Feng Hao is definitely not as simple as he seems on the surface. His major in the physical body and his talent for supernatural powers... are all just a cover.
Nie Yuan felt that Feng Hao's cultivation level was definitely far superior to that of a first-grade mortal saint.
This is an intuition.
It was an intuition he suddenly had after becoming a first-grade mortal saint.
The prophecy said that there would be people from outside the world to save Wushen Sect, although now there are dozens of people from outside the world coming to Wushen Sect.
But he felt that the person in the prophecy was undoubtedly Feng Hao.
"Feng Keqing, let's go!"
Nie Yuan looked at Feng Hao, with a hint of awe in his expression...
This scene made the elite disciples of the Martial God Sect stunned. Did they miss something exciting?
The sect leader is already a first-class mortal saint. Is it necessary to show awe to a guest?