Chapter 428 The Lord of Virtual Martial Arts

On the way out, Feng Hao told Mr. Fen in detail about the future situation. The most important ones were the Qilin Arm and strength talent, Xuanwu Formation, and defense talent.

After all, this was related to the control of Xuwu. Mr. Fen weighed it up and agreed with his conjecture.

One must have a supreme physique to control virtual weapons and withstand the power of virtual weapons!

"Have you entered the minefield?"

Fen Lao couldn't believe it. According to his estimation, it would require at least the third level of martial arts or above. But it has only been two years. Could it be that Feng Hao is already at the fourth level of martial arts?

"Um."

Feng Hao explained everything that happened at that time.

There it is again!

But yes, this little guy can regard the forbidden area of ​​life as nothing, let alone a small minefield.

"Did you also get the God-killing Sword in the Thunder Domain?"

When asking questions, Fen Lao's voice also became a little urgent.

"Um."

Feng Hao didn't understand why Fen Lao was so out of character.

"Haha!...Well done, the Feng family's God-killing sword has fallen into your hands! Haha!...Now the fun is great, the God-killing sword is not in the Feng family, those old antiques must be enough, right?

"

A burst of hearty laughter erupted from the ring, and it seemed that there was...a hint of schadenfreude.

"Well..."

Feng Hao was stunned. Although the God-killing Sword was very extraordinary, with the old man's experience, it was impossible that he didn't even have a spiritual treasure weapon, right? Then he asked, "Master, this God-killing Sword is very special."

What?"

"nonsense!"

Fen Lao's voice was full of reproach, "The God-Killing Sword is named God-Killing. Do you think it is a false name? Let me tell you, the number of saints who died under this God-Killing Sword is no less than three figures!"

"hiss!..."

Such explosive news made Feng Hao suddenly take a breath of air, with a look of shock in his eyes.

saint?

That is a legendary existence and will never be born. In the past ten thousand years, there is no record of the birth of a saint in any ancient book.

There are too few things in this world that are worthy of their action!

And even for such a legendary saint, the number of people who died under this god-killing sword was no less than three figures!

How could Feng Hao not be surprised by this?

"Buzz!..."

As if feeling Feng Hao's emotions, the God-killing Sword suspended above the Wu Yuan vortex shook slightly and hummed, seeming to be very pleased with Feng Hao's shock.

"The God-killing Sword is a treasure of the Feng family and one of the few psychic imperial weapons in the world. I never expected that it would be lost in such a remote area. That person... must be your ancestor, right?

"

The old man spoke slowly, feeling quite emotional.

This God-killing Sword has a great origin. It was condensed by the Great Emperor of the Feng Family with his own essence and blood. It is so powerful that it contains the power of the emperor. It can crush eternity. Even saints can be killed by the sword.

Not everyone can control such an imperial weapon! Even if you can get it, you have to get its approval.

"Um."

Feng Hao nodded, the look in his eyes was a little gloomy.

My ancestor, for the sake of the stability of the people, risked his life to kill the ferocious beast Thunder Turtle and died with it. Who knows about this?

At this time, Mr. Fen didn't know what to say.

Do you think Feng Hao is a lucky person?

He has the blood of the Feng family, but he is just a child of an ordinary family. He has suffered a lot of discrimination since he was a child, and even his dignity as a human being has been trampled on by outsiders!

Is he lucky?

If he had been born into the Feng family, then his fate would not be what it is now...

He has a virtual martial body, which is definitely a rare treasure!

Only one person can inherit it in one lifetime!

We still know a little bit about ancient aristocratic families like the Feng Family.

People who practice virtual martial arts have a title, the master of virtual martial arts!

Although the masters of virtual martial arts of each generation did not end well in the end, they were all at the top of their game!

Is he unfortunate?

Without these setbacks, would he be what he is today?

If he was born in the Feng family, would he be able to come to such a remote area? Then, he would take the same path as himself!

Dead end!

And now, in the ancient ruins in this remote area, clues about the control of Xuwu have been found!

This has to be said to be a great blessing!

Perhaps this is the fate of this young man, who is between luck and misfortune. However, after the ordeal is over, he will shine with great brilliance and shock the entire continent!

Fen Lao firmly believes in this!

None of the Lords of Xuwu is mediocre, every one of them will shake the continent!

This is absolutely!

And now this young man is afraid that his future achievements will surpass those of the previous virtual martial arts masters!

Because, he is only afraid of being able to control Xuwu!

That is a legend, a god-like legend, the God of Virtual Martial Arts! Also known as the God of Nothingness.

"Don't be so pessimistic. People are destined to die. Unless you can break the taboo reincarnation between heaven and earth, otherwise, even if you become a saint, you will not be able to escape death!"

The old man comforted him, "It's already a good time in this peaceful and prosperous age... Remember to send his bones back to the Feng family's ancestral hall!"

"Um!"

Feng Hao nodded, his eyes firm.

He is proud to have such ancestors!

If it weren't for him, Thunder Turtle would be in chaos, and how could ordinary people have a stable life?

"Wind boy!"

The old man's voice became serious.

"Um?"

Feng Hao was stunned.

"From now on, the God-killing Sword must not be shown to anyone, otherwise there will be endless trouble!"

Fen Lao explained carefully.

"Why can't it be used?"

Feng Hao didn't understand why such a treasure was not used.

He tasted the sweetness of the power of the God-killing Sword, and he couldn't let it go. With the psychic treasure in his hand, even Wu Zun, he had the confidence to fight!

"Your strength is not enough to exert half of its power! Moreover, if it is seen by those with evil intentions, with your strength, can you protect it thoroughly?"

Fen Lao said solemnly.

"Uh...but, doesn't it take the blood of the Feng family to recognize the master?"

Feng Hao remembered that when he didn't recognize his master at that time, he couldn't even pull out the hilt of the sword.

"Who knew you were a psychic imperial weapon? Most people would think it was a psychic treasure, and even more so a psychic holy weapon. Do you think those with red eyes would not be able to recognize it?"

"Too..."

Feng Hao thought of the sixteenth elder, his heart trembled, and he told Old Fen about the matter.

"This person must not be left here. He will be killed when he gets out!"

A cold voice came from the ring.

With Feng Hao's current strength, it is really unsafe to be in the Langxie Domain where strong men are rampant. Moreover, the most important thing is that when the news of the psychic treasure is spread, all the strong men will swarm in. That

At that time, even if Fen Lao had great power, he could not protect him completely.

"Um..."
Chapter completed!