"Grandmaster, is this Fang Hao really the person who destroyed your body thousands of years ago? But he doesn't look like an ancient person!"
After hearing the conversation between Master Kunpeng and Fang Hao, Ye Fuyao asked in disbelief.
Even though Patriarch Kunpeng had made it clear that Fang Hao was the culprit who destroyed its body thousands of years ago, she still could not connect the scoundrel in front of her with the great gods of ancient times.
Patriarch Kunpeng said coldly: "This kid is just lucky, and he traveled to ancient times by accident. He is still far from a true innate god. If the Emperor of Heaven hadn't taken action, he would have been unable to do anything to me.
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Fang Hao curled his lips and said: "You are still bragging and not drafting. Even in ancient times, you were just a true god. There is no need for the Emperor of Heaven to take action. Any innate god can kill you."
"So what? Even though I am not a true god now, ancestor, I have achieved divine power. Without the blessing of the Emperor of Heaven, you are just a piece of shit that I can trample on!" Patriarch Kunpeng said with a ferocious smile.
With his eyes, he can naturally see Fang Hao's current state. The peak God King may be regarded as a peerless master in the outside world, but in front of him, he is not even qualified to lift shoes.
A monk can either overcome a calamity and become an immortal or become a god. Both of them can be superior to all living beings. Although Patriarch Kunpeng has not regained his peak strength, he has already survived life and death and achieved the status of a god. No ordinary monk can compete with him.
In his opinion, once there is no Emperor of Heaven to support him, it would be easier for him to crush Fang Hao to death than to crush an ant to death.
"Ancestor, please wait a moment. It would be better for me to kill this guy Fang Hao myself, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
Before Fang Hao could open his mouth to refute, another black figure appeared in the distant city. In a moment, this figure landed on the deck of the Xuanlong Ship, separating Fang Hao from Patriarch Kunpeng.
"Jun Motian, your fusion with the divine body has not yet been completely completed. If I take action now, I am afraid that I will not be able to kill Fang Hao completely. It is better for me, the ancestor, to take action myself."
Ancestor Kunpeng looked at Jun Motian, who was completely wrapped in a large black robe, with an imperceptible sneer on his lips.
"To fuse the divine body, we must make a breakthrough, and this Fang Hao happens to be my best whetstone!" Jun Motian said coldly.
"Brother Tian, this Fang Hao is very weird. It's definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. With your cultivation level, I'm afraid..."
When Ye Fuyao saw that Jun Motian actually broke through and challenged Fang Hao by name, he immediately spoke to stop him.
She is the only person in the Kunpeng Sect who has ever fought against Fang Hao, so she naturally knows Fang Hao's true strength better than anyone else.
When Ye Fuyao thought about it, although Fang Hao was far from the Patriarch Kunpeng, his strength was much higher than Jun Motian.
Hearing this, Jun Motian said in a gloomy tone: "You mean I'm not as good as that bastard named Fang Fang? It turns out that it's not just your father who looks down on me, but even you look down on me. I'm going to do this in front of you and your daughter today.
Show my true strength!"
Bang!
Before Ye Fuyao could speak, Jun Motian, who was hidden in the black robe, took a step forward and punched Fang Hao with a dominating attitude.
"roar!"
The power of the punch was like the roar of thousands of beasts, shaking the eardrums of everyone present, and Fang Hao was the first to charge.
The violent force of the fist blew his robes loudly, and while his shoulder-length black hair was flying, Fang Hao was like an ancient demon god coming to the world, and he directly received the punch with his body.
"Boom!"
A violent sound like a bell suddenly exploded in Jun Motian's ears. When his punch hit Fang Hao's chest, he vaguely saw a ray of green light flashing away, and then the explosive punch force
It shocked him.
"Stab it..."
There was a heart-wrenching sound of clothes breaking, and the black robe on Jun Motian was torn directly by the force of the fist, turning into rags and flying.
Then, under Ye Fuyao's shocked gaze, a petite girl in white suddenly came into view.
"What the hell is going on? Brother Tian, how did you become like this!"
After seeing Jun Motian's true appearance, Ye Fuyao felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"It's all thanks to him that I became like this. If it weren't for Fang Hao, a bastard like me, how could I, the seven-foot-tall man of Jun Mo Tian Tian Tang, have turned into a child?"
Jun Motian, who revealed his true face, looked at Fang Hao with a ferocious expression, which was in sharp contrast with his petite body like a lolita.
Fang Hao reached out and patted the dust on his body, and said with a mocking face: "There are thousands of creatures in the reincarnation world, but you chose to merge with Gonggong's divine body. In the final analysis, you are still greedy. You can't blame others, let alone others.
On my head."
"If I didn't seize the divine body, how would I have the chance to defeat you? Fang Hao, you forced me to do all this. If it weren't for you, I would never be where I am today. No matter what, I will never let you do this today.
Get out of here alive!" Jun Motian roared at the top of his lungs.
"Tian'er, when is the time to retaliate? Now that you have merged with the divine body, as long as you practice diligently, you will achieve divine power sooner or later. There is no need to be blinded by hatred." Ye Tianqing on the side discouraged him in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Jun Motian turned around and sneered: "Old man, why do you advise me to be generous! If you had been willing to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy, nothing would have happened. When I kill Fang Hao, I will naturally treat you well."
"Jun Motian, are you crazy? My father has been so kind to you, and now you have disowned all your relatives in order to take revenge. You are simply a thousand times or ten thousand times more hateful than Fang Hao!" Ye Fuyao shouted with a look of disdain.
Fang Hao twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Miss Ye, if you scold him, scold him well. Don't blame me. There is no comparison between me and him."
"Okay, your farce should be over. No matter who is right or wrong, Fang Hao must die. As for those people from the Dragon Clan, no one can leave alive!" Kunpeng Ancestor said with a cold expression.
"In this case, I will make an exception and join forces with you, ancestor. I don't care about the position of sect leader, but Fang Hao must die, and I am determined to win the dragon beads of the dragon clan!" Jun Motian said with a grin.
If he wants to restore his original male body, he can only do so with the help of the most yang and strong dragon energy in the Dragon Ball. This is also his ultimate goal of instigating Ye Fuyao to go to the Dragon Palace.
"If you talk such nonsense, don't you still have to fight? Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are all old women. If you want to fight, hurry up. I am in a hurry!"
Facing the menacing Jun Motian and Patriarch Kunpeng, Fang Hao was not nervous at all, but had an eagerness to try on his face.
"Since you are in a hurry to be reincarnated, then I will help you! Patriarch, don't hesitate, let's work together to send this kid to hell!"
Jun Motian laughed ferociously, and a sharp dagger covered with jagged teeth appeared in his hand, and he stabbed Fang Hao.
"kill!"
Patriarch Kunpeng took a deep breath, like the breath of a long whale, and with the murderous intention to destroy the world, he instantly escaped into the void, and then appeared behind Fang Hao.
"After holding it in for so long, I can finally fight with all my strength. I beg you to die slowly, otherwise I'm afraid the fight will not be enjoyable!"
Jun Motian and Kunpeng Patriarch were attacking from the front and back. Fang Hao stretched his waist and pointed like a sword. The chaotic sword light swept across the world. (To be continued)