Chapter 3441
Words:2030Update:22/11/27 11:09:11
The sect elder's eyes popped out of their sockets.
He was horrified!
He clearly saw Yang Jian holding the weapon in his hand before he fell. Even a sixth or seventh-grade martial artist could lift it …
He, a second-grade Wu Huang, could not even move it. Even his hand was dislocated …
It was not only the elder whose right arm was dislocated that was stunned. Even the other rank two Martial Emperors that were fighting were stunned.
They forgot about fighting and fighting. They all stopped to watch this scene.
"Legend has it that there is a type of weapon that will recognize its owner. Whoever holds it first will be its owner. No one else can control it. Unless … the original owner dies. Only then will the weapon recognize a new owner …"
"That's right. This type of weapon is rare in the world. Every one of them is unique. You saw it just now. Its power is no weaker than a first-grade Martial Saint …"
Many of the second-grade Wu Huang experts felt their hearts pounding when they heard this.
Although a second-grade Wu Huang expert had failed to seize it, it would be fine as long as the young man was killed.
If he was dead, the weapon would recognize a new owner.
Thus, the gazes of over fifty rank two Martial Emperors from the sects once again fell onto Yang Jian's body.
However, when they looked at the young man carrying Yang Jian, why did he … look so familiar?
Wasn't that Feng Hao from the Battle God Sect?
He had beaten a bald Wu Huang to the brink of death with one punch.
Ugh!
Many of the second-grade Wu Huang experts suddenly felt that things were getting tricky. It was obvious that there was no way out of this situation.
At the same time, Nie Yuan, the sect leader of the Battle God Sect who had become a Martial Saint after Wu Huang became a Martial Saint, quietly stood in front of Feng Hao and Yang Jian.
Hiss!
With his appearance, the rank two Martial Emperors from the other sects did not even dare to say a word.
Who would have thought that Yang Jian was a disciple of the Battle God Sect?
At the same time, the disciples of the other sects who were on the periphery also rushed over.
The disciples of the Battle God Sect still did not understand the truth. All they saw was that their sect leader and two new disciples seemed to be fighting against the other sects in the southern region.
This … made them very flustered.
He was considering whether he should go over.
The Sect Leader of the Martial God Sect, Nie Yuan, saw that not a single disciple of the Martial God Sect had come to his side.
His expression immediately became so gloomy that it was dripping water.
Could it be that these people were afraid?
How laughable!
If the Battle God Sect only had a bunch of such elite disciples, how could they even talk about reviving? If he wasn't a First Grade Mortal Saint, he would probably be removed from the Southern Region in a matter of days!
"Let's go!"
Feng Hao stood up with Yang Jian in his arms and looked at the Martial God Sect's Sect Master, Nie Yuan.
After checking, he found that Yang Jian's condition was neither good nor bad. The good thing was that his foundation was not destroyed.
The bad thing was that many of the meridians in his body were broken. If he wanted to repair them, he would need to find a suitable place to heal.
Feng Hao was quite satisfied with the power that Yang Jian had just displayed. This meant that Yang Jian was undoubtedly Erlang Shen's reincarnation.
Such a person was too malleable. It would not be difficult for him to become an existence at the level of Demon Bull King Sun Wukong.
But the prerequisite was that … he had to bring Yang Jian back to the Martial God Sect to heal and recuperate as soon as possible.
The Martial God Sect's Sect Master, Nie Yuan, nodded and said, "Let's go!"
Thus, Nie Yuan directly turned around and walked towards the periphery of the ruins, completely disregarding those First Grade Wu Huang experts.
"Sect Master …"
And the elite disciples of the Martial God Sect who saw this scene, other than a few who panicked, the others gritted their teeth and chased after him.
Seeing this scene, Nie Yuan felt a little better. At least not every disciple was that kind of person who was afraid of the slightest thing.
Most of the disciples were sincere enough to the sect.
The rank two Martial Monarchs from the various big sects watched as Nie Yuan turned around. They did not stop him, and only had hearts full of unwillingness.
And this scene caused those elite disciples of the Martial God Sect who did not follow to be dumbfounded. Thus, they probingly asked a few questions.
When the result was that … their Grandmaster was the person who had become a Saint from Wu Huang, these disciples broke down on the spot.
Thus, they wanted to go over, but Nie Yuan stretched out his hand and a great invisible force blocked these people.
"Those who do not belong to the Martial God Sect, those who approach will die …"
Nie Yuan was a decisive person. After those people knew that he had become a Saint, it was too late for them to regret and chase after him.
This kind of loyalty was not what he wanted.
From now on, the Martial God Sect would rather have nothing than shoddy quality.
And the elite disciples of the Martial God Sect who had followed from the beginning were so excited that they shed tears. The Martial God Sect was about to fall …
Was it finally going to rise?
They did not expect that the Sect Master's opportunity would be so good. He had obtained the only mortal sage opportunity, and the Martial God Sect would definitely become the number one sect in the Southern Region.
At the same time, Feng Hao carried Yang Jian and also walked towards the three pointed, double-edged sword. Before he left, of course, he wanted to take this Divine Weapon with him.
"He wants to take it away? What a joke … "
"Could it be that by cultivating the physical body and having unparalleled strength, one can pull out a Divine Weapon? This is not … ah … "
Those second-grade Wu Huang experts could not help but mock and ridicule.
Even a first-grade mortal sage could not forcefully take away a Divine Weapon that had recognized its master. But the following scene made their jaws drop.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
They saw that Feng Hao had gently pulled out the three pointed, double-edged sword like Yang Jian, and held it in his hand as if it was weightless.
He carried Yang Jian and walked towards where Nie Yuan and the Martial God Sect disciples were.
Those second-grade Wu Huang experts and the disciples of the other sects were shocked. They looked at Feng Hao in shock, feeling that it was too unbelievable …
Didn't they say that the Divine Weapon could only recognize a new master after the original master died?
They were all second-grade Wu Huang experts with extremely high cultivation, and they were very clear that … Yang Jian was not dead.
But now, Feng Hao could pull it out. What was going on?
Even Nie Yuan was stunned as well ….
But when he thought of how his first-grade mortal sage opportunity was given to him by Feng Hao, he had nothing to say.
At the same time, he always believed in one thing.
Feng Hao was definitely not as simple as he looked on the surface. Cultivating the physical body, innate divine ability … It was all a cover.
Nie Yuan felt that Feng Hao's cultivation was definitely far beyond a first-grade mortal sage.
This was an intuition.
It was an intuition that he suddenly had after becoming a first-grade mortal sage.
The prophecy said that someone from beyond the heavens would come to save the Martial God Sect, even though dozens of them had come to the Martial God Sect.
Although there were dozens of people from beyond the heavens in the Martial God Sect, he felt that the person in the prophecy was undoubtedly Feng Hao.
"Guest Feng, let's go!"
Nie Yuan looked at Feng Hao with a trace of awe in his eyes …
This scene caused the elite disciples of the Martial God Sect to be dumbfounded. Did they miss out on something interesting?
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