Hua Yuntian and the others were on tenterhooks when they heard what Wu Hen said.
A thousand rare poisons and 20,000 Martial Crystals were a huge temptation. Moreover, this was only a greeting gift. In other words, if he agreed, the gifts that followed would be the biggest.
The Wu family was indeed one of the top ten organizations in Dynasty. Their wealth was not something they could imagine at all.
At that moment, even Cheng Nan and the others were nervous, let alone the people of West Mist.
After all, they didn't know why the 'devil' was following Fenghao.
In the face of such temptation, could he really resist?
Out of everyone present, Feng Hao was probably the most relaxed. He looked at Wu Hen with a faint smile, a hint of mockery in his eyes.
One must know that the Demon was a heaven-level poison master!
The two words "heaven-level" alone could crush a dynasty.
The Wu family was only a family organization in Dynasty. How could they be in the Demon's eyes?
He had miscalculated. If the Demon was really just an earth-level poison master, it might be possible, but now …
"Hmph!"
As if he had been insulted, the 'devil' under the black robe snorted coldly. A pair of black eyes appeared, and an evil smile appeared on his pale face.
"Haha, Brother 'Demon', since he's giving it to you sincerely, you should just accept it, lest you waste this brother's good intentions."
Fenghao chuckled as he slowly said those words. His face was filled with smiles.
His words confused the crowd.
Was he trying to push him away?
"Heh!"
Seeing Fenghao's meaningful smile, the Devil raised the corner of his mouth. With a flip of his hand, he unceremoniously stored the ring into his own ring.
The people of West Mist shuddered when they saw his action. Cheng Nan and the others were shocked too, and they instinctively distanced themselves from him. Wu Hen, on the other hand, was relieved, and the smile on his face widened.
"Haha!Mister is indeed straightforward! "
Getting to know an Earth Grade Poison Master made him very happy. This was undoubtedly another trump card for his family!
He could almost see the other nine clans being completely crushed by the Wu Clan, and the Wu Clan becoming the strongest.
Feng Hao was a little speechless as he looked at Wu Hen, who was laughing extremely savagely. Was there something wrong with this guy's brain?
"Brother Devil, I'm counting on you."
Feng Hao cupped his fist at the Devil and put on a serious expression. His killing intent soared as he shouted, "Brother Cheng, Brother Bai, don't let any of them go!"
"Chi chi! …"
While Wu Hen was still stunned, the two incomparably stinky black dragons charged at him, scaring him out of his wits. He hurriedly retreated.
He didn't know why the 'devil' would go against him after taking the ring.
"Heavy Profound Domain!"
Feng Hao immediately unleashed a forty-fold gravity domain, enveloping Wu Hen within it. Wu Hen's expression changed drastically, and his speed visibly slowed down.
"Wave Flipping Palm!"
His first move was an Earth Grade Martial Technique. Energy waves surged out like a tsunami, meeting the two black dragons.
"Damn it!"
Wu Hen was furious.
He couldn't understand why an Earth level Poison Master like 'Devil' would be so hell-bent on following Fenghao, this poor kid who didn't have anything.
At this moment, he really wanted to ask, but the two of them attacked him from both sides, leaving him with no time to spare.
Cheng Nan and the others also didn't have the slightest bit of hesitation. Like wolves and tigers, they charged at the Wu Clan's Martial Ancestor Realm experts. They didn't show any mercy. In an instant, the sky was filled with a reign of terror. From the beginning, the scene was a one-sided massacre.
"Damn it!"
Wu Hen roared angrily, but he still couldn't disperse the Devil's poisonous dragon. The poison was around the peak of Earth Grade, and it was almost solid. How could it be easily dealt with?
The poisonous dragon corroded everything. It didn't just corrode everything in the world. It could even corrode martial origin energy!
At this moment, the Hua Clan's Old Ancestor joined in, which made him even more flustered.
Aggrieved, too aggrieved!
Feng Hao's attack and the Hua Clan's Old Ancestor's attack couldn't do much damage to him. However, the Devil's poisonous dragon was definitely fatal!
It was an Earth Grade poison. If he was a Third Realm Martial Honorable, he could use martial origin energy to protect his body and defend himself against the poison. However, he was only a First Realm Martial Honorable.
Thus, the outcome was basically decided.
"Soul-devouring Needle!"
Seizing the opportunity, Feng Hao's palms formed a few complicated hand seals. Invisible Soul-devouring Needles condensed. He waved his hands, and dozens of Soul-devouring Needles curved in an arc, attacking Wu Hen's back.
"Swoosh swoosh …"
Hearing the sharp sound of something breaking through the air behind him, Wu Hen's hair stood on end. He flipped his hand and sent out a palm, eliminating the invisible threat. However, when he turned his head, two black dragons were heading towards his head.
"No!!!"
He let out a loud roar, and a layer of sparkling light burst out from his body. However, he was only able to hold on for a short while before he was completely devoured by the black dragons. A pool of pus and blood fell from the sky.
A demon of a generation had died in such a cowardly manner. Not even his corpse was left behind!
If it wasn't for Feng Hao's Heavy Dark Domain, he would have been able to leave calmly. However, in the 40x gravity domain, his speed was reduced by 40 times. In addition to the harassment of the Soul-devouring Needles, he was decisively killed.
"Hiss! …"
Everyone near and far sucked in a breath of cold air.
Although they didn't know who this person was, a casual slap was able to severely injure the Hua Clan Old Ancestor, a First Realm Martial Honorable. How could such a person be simple?
At that moment, everyone thought of a name. Wu Hen, the Wu Clan!
Although most people didn't know the origin of this name, those who had rushed over from the Empire were shocked.
The Wu Clan was one of the Ten Great Clans of the Empire!
One could imagine how tragic the outcome would be for a kingdom to offend such a powerful force.
"Young Master, you actually killed the Young Master!"
Seeing this scene, the Martial Grandmasters could no longer remain calm. Each and every one of them looked at Feng Hao and the others with indescribable anger. Their eyes were filled with fear.
They didn't think that this young man would actually dare to kill their Young Master. The Young Master was the apple of their Clan Leader's eye!
This time, they were finished!
Their hearts were filled with despair.
Wu Hen was already dead. If they went back, they would definitely die!
"Kill, leave no one alive!"
Feng Hao's face was cold as he flicked his fingers. In an instant, a few Martial Grandmasters fell to his attack and died. They fell to the ground and became a pile of minced meat.
Surprisingly, they didn't resist. In fact, they didn't even resist.
"The Clan will not let you off!"
A Martial Grandmaster stared angrily at Feng Hao. His eyes were filled with sorrow. After saying this, he pulled out his sword and committed suicide.
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