Destiny Martial God

In the Huang family!

Seeing Huang Ziwen turning away, thinking of his arrogant and frivolous appearance when they first met, Yu Haoran knew that he, who had fled Guangling City in a hurry, would definitely not be able to adapt to the life of wandering and exile.

He might even offend some people who he couldn't afford to offend if he wasn't careful.

Considering his good deeds just now, Yu Haoran felt pity and decided to be a good person for once, and said to Huang Ziwen from behind.

Huang Ziwen paused as he left quickly, and immediately felt his eyes moisten.

"Master Yu, no matter what the final outcome of the Huang family is, Ziwen neither hates you nor blames you." Without looking back, Huang Ziwen tried to keep his emotions calm and said.

Then, he quickened his pace and left to find the enemy screen that had been prepared in advance.

After Huang Ziwen left, Yu Haoran dispersed his divine sense and checked carefully. He found that the Huang family ancestor who had returned to the family did not immediately bring three strong men to trouble him, but arranged the Huang family's eighteen martial saints to bring some martial emperor and martial king masters to surround the entire Huang family.

In response, Yu Haoran couldn't help but sneer, then looked up at the dark place on the west side of the treasure house and asked.

"Mr. Shen, how is your injury recovering?"

"The inner demon has disappeared, and the injury is difficult to recover!"

Shen Haokong, who came out of the dark, looked much better than when he first met him, both in appearance and body shape.

"Can you do it?" Yu Haoran asked.

"I can barely exert the strength of the peak of the first calamity quasi-martial master!" Shen Haokong answered truthfully.

"In that case, then you should continue to recover from your injury!" Shaking his head, Yu Haoran ordered with a little disappointment.

Originally, he thought that after eliminating his inner demon, Shen Haokong would be able to exert the strength of the peak of the second treasury quasi-martial master, so that he could first hold back the sword cultivator at the peak of the second treasury quasi-martial master realm, and then he would use the secret method of the ancestor witch bloodline and the monkey emperor stick method to kill the Huang family ancestor and the other two first treasury quasi-martial master realm strongmen.

After all, as the tower spirit is about to fall into a deep sleep, he will lose the trump cards of the traces of time and the power of the law.

Therefore, he wants to adapt to the habit of not having these two trump cards in advance.

"Haoran, what's going on?"

Yu Haoran's slightly disappointed order made Shen Haokong frown slightly. While interrogating, he did not need to continue to suppress the divine thoughts of the backlash of the inner demon, and immediately swept across the entire Huang family, and then discovered the actions of the Huang family ancestor.

Then, his face was gloomy and his tone was full of murderous intent.

"Damn it, is Huang Rengui going to break his oath and attack me in advance!"

"Old Shen, it has nothing to do with you. The target of the Huang family ancestor is me!"

Shen Haokong's murderous rebuke just now revealed that there was an unusual secret between him and the Huang family ancestor, which made Yu Haoran very interested and couldn't help asking.

"Old Shen, what is going on between you and the Huang family ancestor?"

"Haoran, this matter concerns my privacy, can you not tell me!" Looking up at Yu Haoran, Shen Haokong asked with a slightly sad expression.

"Okay!" Nodding, Yu Haoran immediately showed a generous attitude and replied.

But then, his consciousness contacted the tower spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Yu Haoran negotiated.

"Total spirit, it seems that I have to trouble you to perform the secret method of possession."

"In order to track down Shen Haokong's secret!" While nodding in agreement, the tower spirit asked with a smile.

"I want to know the secret between Shen Haokong and the Huang family ancestor, and I also want to deal with the sword cultivator at the peak of the second calamity quasi-martial master realm." Yu Haoran replied, nodding secretly.

"Is the sword cultivator very strong?" Hearing the solemnity in Yu Haoran's tone when he mentioned the sword cultivator at the second calamity quasi-martial master realm, the tower spirit couldn't help but ask.

"Very strong!"

The divine mind swept over the Huang family, and when he saw that the Huang family ancestor still had no intention of killing him, Yu Haoran introduced the origin of the sword cultivator in detail.

"This person is called Feng Yongyuan, nicknamed Yijian Wuhen, who can defeat a strong man at the third calamity quasi-martial master realm with his self-created Yijian Wuhen sword method."

Yijian Wuhen Feng Yongyuan, although his reputation is far less than the top ten loose cultivators, he is also a well-known strong man in Tianxuan Continent, especially his amazing talent in swordsmanship, which once attracted the attention of the master of the underground palace of Yuxu Palace, and he personally came forward to recruit him.

Although Feng Yongyuan refused the invitation of the Lord of the Underground Palace, it was enough to show his own strength and amazing talent in swordsmanship.

"Leave it to me!" After hearing Yu Haoran's introduction, the tower spirit used the possession technique and gestured to Yu Haoran.

"Thank you for your trouble!"

After thanking him, Yu Haoran walked towards the front yard of the Huang family mansion, intending to take the initiative to face the Huang family ancestor and the three quasi-martial masters he invited.

Seeing Yu Haoran walking towards the front yard, Shen Haokong's face flashed a trace of hesitation, and finally sighed and followed him immediately.

"Master Yu, how did the treasure house get?"

The Huang family ancestor, who was chatting with Feng Yongyuan and the other three masters, saw Yu Haoran appear in the front yard, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

But then, a smug smile appeared on his face, and his tone was full of provocation.

"Satisfied, very satisfied!" Yu Haoran looked past the Huang family ancestor and cast his gaze on the old man who exuded a sharp sword aura.

"Master Yu, let me introduce you to these three predecessors who are famous in Tianxuan Continent!"

Seeing Yu Haoran's eyes on Feng Yongyuan, the Huang family ancestor was even more proud and took the initiative to introduce him enthusiastically.

"Taxue Rufeng, a well-known independent cultivator in Tianxuan Continent, once relied on the power of the law of the perfect realm to fight with a second-tribulation quasi-martial master for dozens of moves without being defeated."

"Broken Mountain Divine Fist Gao Qinghai, a well-known independent cultivator in Tian Continent, once killed three powerful first-tribulation quasi-martial master beasts with a pair of iron fists."

When introducing Gao Qinghai, the Huang family ancestor's attitude was very solemn, but there was a hint of casualness in his tone, indicating that the two people's strength was not much stronger than him, but when introducing Feng Yongyuan, both his expression and tone showed much more respect.

"This is Senior Feng Yongyuan, nicknamed Yijian Wuhen, who is also a well-known casual cultivator in Tianxuan Continent. He once defeated a strong man in the realm of Three Tribulations Quasi-Martial Honor with a sword!"

"Senior Feng, are you sure you want to interfere in the feud between me and the Huang family!" Ignoring Gao Qinghaihe, who was just introduced by the Huang family ancestor, Yu Haoran looked directly at Feng Yongyuan and asked with a hint of reluctance in his tone.

"That's right!" Feng Yongyuan nodded and responded coldly.

"Okay!"

The fact that he didn't explain why he helped the Huang family ancestor to take action showed that the other party didn't take him seriously at all, which also secretly aroused a little anger in Yu Haoran's heart.

Then, he turned his head to look at the Huang family ancestor and said with a strange smile on his face.