2455: C2455 The Winner Is the King(part I)

C2455 The Winner Is the King(part I)

Lin Hao swung his sword down. Yuwen Hu didn't wail or scream. The moment he closed his eyes, it had become eternal.2

This legendary figure who had dominated his entire life had finally reached the final moment today.

No one would think that Yuwen Wang had failed. The glorious achievements of his life were rare even in the history of kingdom. After all, there were very few collateral family members who could advance to the position of family head.

It was Yuwen Wang's cruelty and ruthlessness that had forged his life's glory, but it was also his cold-blooded death that had unintentionally ended his life.

No one would investigate right or wrong. This world had long concluded the right and wrong of everyone.

Only the victor who survived was right.

Now that Yuwen Wang was dead, Lin Hao was still alive. This was the final answer.

Lin Hao waved the sword in his hand and threw away the blood on it. He glanced at Yuwen Wang, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes.

In the end, it was still the same result...

Lin Hao slowly raised his head and looked at the shocked Martial Spirit who had lost all of his battle consciousness.

Lin Hao's eyes were as sharp as sharp knives. The black and white killing intent that flashed in his eyes was like the death Qi that filled the hell. It was a terrifying existence that all living beings feared.

Everyone who was caught by Lin Hao's eyes couldn't help but take a few steps back in panic. Even the Martial Spirit fell to the ground.

Fear filled the entire battlefield. No one dared to speak. Everyone was trembling.

In the end, White-robed God of Death was going to make a move on them.

Once Yuwen Wang died, all the remaining Martial Spirits could only place their last hope on another person, Changhe.

From the beginning to the end, Changhe from Feng Sect had been watching the show. He had even chosen to slip away several times. After all, he knew that if he were to fight, his chances of winning would be close to zero.

This wasn't because he felt inferior. After seeing Lin Hao's incomparably violent combat strength just now, he was sure that even if he used the supreme treasure of his family, it wouldn't be able to cause much damage to Lin Hao. In fact, it might even backfire on him.

For example, Lin Hao had brought the massacre to Fengmen Sect's main family. This was the last thing that Fengmen Sect's Changhe wanted to do.

And now, his intestines were green with regret. He shouldn't have kept the massacre until now. It was already too late for him to escape now.

Lin Hao looked at Changhe and suddenly frowned, "Who is Fengmen He to you?"

Changhe seemed to have thought of something and quickly said, "I am nephew He's uncle. The one over there is Fengmen He's father, the third Elder of Feng Sect. Feng Men's Language! Brother Yu, quickly come and see Sire God of Killing! "

Changhe of the Feng Sect instantly recalled that there was a Genius disciple who had left the family and went to the Profound Yang Sect. Now that he thought about it, could it be that he was really related to Lin Hao?

At this critical moment, Changhe from the Feng Sect was desperately trying to save his life. He gave Feng Men Yu a meaningful look.

Feng Men Yu also understood that he was the key to survival. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Sire God of Killing, I am Feng Men Yu. I have often heard my son mention you. When I saw you today, I was shocked. You are indeed handsome, handsome, extraordinary, and capable of both literature and martial arts..."

Lin Hao frowned and shouted coldly, "Shut up!"

The atmosphere in the scene instantly turned cold. The temperature dropped by ten degrees. Everyone could feel the undissipating coldness from Lin Hao's body. Everyone could not help but be surprised. Could it be that their guess was wrong?

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