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How pathetic!
Maybe he can live forever, but that will only happen after becoming a saint. For Feng Hao, who is the Wuzong, there is still a long, long way to go.
My dear ancestors, please accept the respect of descendants Feng Hao!
After compiling his mood and bending down, Feng Hao knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully. Then he raised his head and looked at the bones in front of him, his eyes revealing sadness.
This is the ancestor of my Feng family!
Such a peerless person actually died here. If he hadn't come down from the sinkhole, he would never have known that he had such an ancestor.
Did he die at the hands of Xuanwu?
At this time, Feng Hao realized that the ancestor's chest in front of him seemed to have collapsed. He felt a chill in his heart and looked at the Thunder Turtle's body aside.
The shell is five to six meters long and two meters wide. Looking at the skeleton, the head is also half a meter wide. Overall, it is definitely at the level of a giant beast!
This thunder turtle's realm is probably at least that of the Martial Emperor.
It turns out they died together.
Feng Hao sighed.
None of the descendants of the five ancient ferocious beasts are easy to mess with.
Huh?
Turning his head, Feng Hao saw a roll of animal skin placed under the clothes in front of his ancestor's knees. After a little hesitation, he picked up the roll of animal skin, unfolded it carefully, and began to watch.
the content on it.
I, Feng Ni, am a member of the Feng family. I came here to punish the Thunder Turtle who was causing trouble in the world. I followed him for many days but found no trace. I met a woman and fell in love with him at first sight, so we got married. Ten years later, Lei Gu
The turtle reappears, but it is a pity that we are no longer able to defeat each other and both die together! …
The more he looked at it, the more frightened Feng Hao became.
Is there another Feng family in this world?
Feng Hao's mood could no longer be calm.
It is recorded on this animal skin that the ancestor of the Feng family is just a disciple of the Feng family. He came to the Xilan Kingdom after hunting down the ferocious beasts that escaped from the ancient ruins, and then he got married and became the "Jade"
Lancheng Fengjia.
However, Thunder Turtle took advantage of the ten-year mark to break through. After a great battle, they both died together, regretting for the rest of their lives.
From this animal skin, Feng Hao could see the deep regret and sadness of his ancestors at that time.
And this No. 13 is a puppet made by the Feng family. It requires the blood of the Feng family to recognize the master. The specific realm is not mentioned on the animal skin.
However, when the ancestor of the Feng family was about to die, he mentioned that he had injected his own "essence" into the body of the puppet "Servant". Therefore, the puppet "Servant" No. 13 should still have a higher rank.
promoted.
At least he should be able to become the King of Martial Arts, right?
Looking at No. 13 who had no emotion at the side, Feng Hao felt it.
The power of No. 13 was still fresh in his memory, and he restrained himself in just a moment. With the Xuanwu defense talent, he was like a weakling under his fist. One punch almost killed him. If
If he hadn't spurted out that mouthful of blood, he would have died under his fist.
Calm and indifferent! An absolute cold-faced killer!
No. 13 has no emotions of his own. He is just a puppet. Feng Hao cannot know the specific refining method. However, Feng Ni said that the Feng family has such abilities.
A family that can refine such a powerful puppet "servant" is still an ordinary family?
Feng Hao never thought that his Feng family would have such a big background.
Fortunately, there was enough space in the ring, so Feng Hao collected the bones of the ancestor named Feng Ni and planned to ask Feng Chen how to deal with it.
After finishing cleaning up, Feng Hao stood up, turned around, and caught a glimpse of the rather wide long sword inserted into Lei Ya's head.
This should be something from our ancestors.
Under the protection of No. 13, Feng Hao walked over and looked at the shining long sword in front of him, his heart was slightly shocked.
This long sword gave him a different feeling. It seemed that it was more than a simple spiritual weapon.
Thinking about it, Feng Hao stretched out his hand, held the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out hard...
Didn't move.
Pull it out harder...
Still didn't move.
What's going on?
Feng Hao was stunned. With his strength just now, even a boulder of several hundred kilograms should have been blown away, but he couldn't even pull out the long sword. This was really strange and puzzled him.
Tsk!
With a thought, the Qilin Arm appeared, and the majestic power surged out, capable of pulling up mountains and rivers.
Give it up!
Holding the hilt of the sword, Feng Haofeng exerted force, and the result...
Still the threads haven't moved.
How is this possible?
With the power of the Qilin Arm, even a huge boulder of 1,000 kilograms should be overturned, but this long sword still has not moved.
\u2o1I don’t believe it!
After taking a deep breath, thunderous sounds resounded from Feng Hao's body. His eyes widened and he shouted loudly, Ha!
Half an hour later...
Phew!... Phew!...
Feng Hao's face was red, sweat was flowing on his cheeks, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly. His eyes were always locked on the sword, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
Within half an hour, he tried countless methods, but still could not pick up the long sword. On the contrary, he was very tired.
On the 13th, try it.
Glancing at No. 13, who was standing aside watching the excitement, Feng Hao called out.
Only the owner can use the \u2o18God-killing sword\u2o19!
The obedient No. 13 did not make any move. He opened his mouth and uttered a dry sentence.
Can only be used by the owner?
Feng Hao was stunned, a little discouraged, and asked unwillingly, "Is that okay?"
able!
Hard words spat out from No. 13's mouth, which shocked Feng Hao.
But why can't I pick it up?
Ba blinked his eyes and Feng Hao asked again.
He knew that it was impossible for No. 13 to lie. If he did so, there must be a reason for it.
Needs the blood of RpQ master!
A glimmer of light flashed in Shi Sanhao's bright eyes, which were still dry.
blood?
Glancing at No. 13, Feng Hao seemed to understand something. He stretched out a finger and used his strength to force out a few drops of blood, which fell on the blade of the long sword.
Just like \u2o18 Wufeng\u2o19, when the blood drips down, it is integrated into the sword body.
Buzz!......
With a buzzing sound, the long sword named \u2o18God-Killing Sword\u2o19 began to shake slightly, and then burst out with a burst of dazzling light, which made Feng Hao have to squint his eyes.
Whoosh!
The God-killing Sword jumped up and hung in the void. The sharp tip of the sword was pointed directly at Feng Hao, and it stabbed towards his chest without hesitation.~
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