Not far from Ju An City, Feng Hao took off the black robe he was wearing.
After all, the black robe was too conspicuous.
After walking for a while, he felt that someone was following him. He frowned and his lips curled into a cold smile. He quickened his pace.
"Could it be that I sensed wrongly?"
It was already very remote, but there was still no movement behind him. Feng Hao shook his head and walked quickly towards the outside of the Desolate Antiquity Relic.
"Big Brother, what should we do?"
There were eight men hiding behind a huge rock. If Feng Hao saw one of them, he would definitely recognize him. He was the Martial Grandmaster with a hooked nose from the Red Cloud Gang!
First, Zhui Feng Hao entered the red zone, causing the elite members of the gang to suffer losses, and was scolded. Then, in the Yuyue Gambling House, he was slapped in the face by Yu Xiao in front of everyone. He knew that things were not going well, and escaped from An Gathering City to save his life.
Now, he had recruited a few of his previous accomplices to bully the weak and avoid the strong in this Desolate Antiquity Relic.
However, he had never let go of his hatred towards Feng Hao.
Hearing that Feng Hao's reputation was getting higher and higher in Ju An City, his heart sank. He thought that he had no hope of revenge, but he accidentally found that Feng Hao had left the city alone.
The reason why he had not made a move yet was because he was afraid that there was an ambush. He thought that Ye Futian was luring him out, so he did not make a move.
"Wait a little longer."
He stopped them from moving and looked at the flashing figures in the distance. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness. He licked his chapped lips and grinned. "Hehe …"Brothers, this is a real fat sheep. As long as we kill him, the few of us will no longer have to live in fear here. "
"Oh, Big Brother, how can a Martial Grandmaster be so fat?"
A man asked in disbelief.
"Hmph!Do you know who that kid is? "
The hooked nose snorted coldly.
"How can a Martial Grandmaster be famous?"
"Big Brother, tell us quickly."
The few men urged.
"Hmph!"
The hook-nosed man snorted indignantly and said, "He's that Master of Fortune, the legendary Earth-level Master of Physiognomy. Tell me, isn't he fat?"
"Hiss!"He's actually the Luck Master? "
"Oh my god, the Master of Luck is only a Martial Grand Master?"
"Big Brother, that's impossible, right?"
The men all cried out in shock, feeling that it was inconceivable. However, when they saw the ferocious expression on the hook-nosed man's face, they all stopped asking.
"Big Brother, are we really going to touch him?"
A man asked weakly.
After all, the Luck Grandmaster's reputation was unparalleled. His name shook the few Great Empires, and many great forces chased after him. How could a small bandit like him touch such a person?
"That's right!"
As soon as the hook-nosed man recalled Yu Xiao's slap, he hated Feng Hao to the core. He wanted nothing more than to pull out his tendons, pull out his bones, and tear him into pieces.
"But …"
The few men seemed to be hesitant.
"No buts!"
The hook-nosed man scolded with a gloomy face. "He's only a Martial Grand Master. Do you think he can escape from our hands?After killing him, we'll escape from the Ancient Desolate Relic. The world is so big. How are those people going to find us? "
After being scolded by the hook-nosed man, they thought about it carefully.
He was just a Martial Grand Master. Among the eight of them, two were Martial Ancestors, and the hook-nosed man had reached the Two Viscera Realm. The other six were also Martial Spirit Realm. How could they not deal with a Martial Grand Master?
Therefore, the few of them hardened their hearts. If they did this, they would be able to settle down for the rest of their lives.
Of course, they still did not dare to make a move on the Ancient Desolate Relic. If they were seen by others, it would be terrible. Therefore, they endured and did not make a move. One day later, they had already walked out of the Ancient Desolate Relic.
...
Swoosh!
A figure appeared in front of Feng Hao, blocking his way. There were also a few people standing around him.
"Martial Ancestor!"
With just a glance, Feng Hao understood. He looked around, and the corners of his mouth curled up into an evil smile. "Finally willing to come out?"
Not long after he left Ju An City, he had a vague feeling. It was not until they walked out of the Ancient Desolate Relic and walked for half a day that these people finally could not wait to make a move.
Two Martial Ancestor Realm and six Martial Spirits. Although it was a little stressful, Feng Hao was not afraid. If he wanted to leave, no one could stop him!
"It's you?"
His eyes stopped on the hook-nosed man, and he looked slightly surprised.
All this while, he had thought that this person should have been dealt with by the Red Cloud Faction. He did not expect to meet him again. It seemed that this person was here to seek revenge.
"Does the Red Cloud Faction want to make a move on me?"
At the thought of this, his eyes turned cold.
"Hehe!Little bastard, you didn't expect this, did you? "
The hook-nosed man's face was full of a hideous smile, and he looked very proud.
In his opinion, Feng Hao was already a turtle in a jar, and he could do whatever he wanted.
"You've got some guts."
Feng Hao wore a mocking smile, "Do you know what will happen if you do that?"
His words caused the others to shudder, and their eyes were filled with terror.
After all, everyone who had been to the Ancient Desolate Relic would have heard of the Master of Luck.In other words, his reputation had surpassed the top ten factions, and he was on the same level as the City Lord.
They believed that in the Ancient Desolate Relic, the Master of Luck would definitely kill whoever he wanted to kill!Even if they were in the top ten factions, he still had the ability to inflict great damage on them.
"What are you afraid of!"
The hook-nosed man snapped and said in a sinister tone, "He'll soon turn into a corpse, and no one will know who did it!"
The words immediately gave the others a boost of confidence, causing them to calm down and slowly approach Feng Hao.
Apart from his identity, the young man was indeed a fat sheep.
The reason being that the young man had won five thousand Martial Crystals not long ago!
Five thousand Martial Crystals, how significant was that?
They knew that after this, they would not have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.
"Hehe!"
Feng Hao chuckled. Since he had obtained the Heavy Mysterious Domain, he had not used it yet. Now, someone had delivered himself to his door.
How considerate!
He stretched out his palm, and the Edgeless Sword appeared in his hand. As he clenched it, a feeling of being connected by blood surged into his heart.
"Thunderclap Slash!"
His attack was merciless. With a push of his toes, he charged toward a Martial Ancestor Realm expert.
"Hehe!You're courting death! "
Seeing that Feng Hao was charging toward him, a sinister look flashed across the Martial Ancestor Realm expert's face. With a grasp of his palm, a pitch-black long blade appeared in his hand. With a spurt of Martial Origin Energy, it charged toward Feng Hao.
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