Chapter 758 (1/2)

”Me?”

The boy with the coffin sneered: ”don't play tricks. Do you know who I am? I'm going to have a bloody disaster? ”

He is manly and high spirited. He takes a picture of the ground and makes a big hole. The dust rises and the trees scatter.

The old man's chosen successor, the strongest of the younger generation, who can give him a bloody disaster?

Shen Baihe looked at the deep hole and said casually, ”I know you are the Fenghuo coffin, the disciple of the ancient martial arts old man. I also know that your cultivation has reached the divine light tree, and there is only a line of distance from the eighth level of the God human world.”

”But what about that?”

It's not enough to protect yourself.

His eyes were like hawks and falcons. He turned around the boy who was carrying the coffin. The boy was so numb by him that he yelled: ”what are you looking at? Who are you and how do you know my origin? ”

Shen Baihe broke his identity, but let the Fenghuo coffin scared.

Fenghuo coffin was originally a martial arts genius in Xuantian city. Later, it was selected as a disciple by the old man Wu. After carrying the coffin of disaster God on his back, he disappeared and followed him to practice.

In the past few decades, he did not have a fixed residence or fame. There should be no news spread abroad.

How does this person know?

He claims to be Shen Baihe, the abandoned sword Villa - what the hell is this? I haven't heard of Fenghuo coffin.

”Who I am, young Xia Feng, will know in the future.”

Shen Baihe responded lightly.

”The key now is that you may not have a future.”

He didn't want to beat him in his tone, but he had a chilling feeling.

Fenghuo coffin sat down and was somewhat curious: ”since you know that I am a Fenghuo coffin, a disciple of the old man Wu, and the highest cultivation outside the obelisk, who can hurt me?”

The people in the Obelisk only seek the highest level of martial arts and will not interfere with Xuantian city.

Apart from those old immortals, Fenghuo coffin can not think of anyone who can pose a threat to him. Even his master, or the masters of the yuan Lao sect, the royal clan sect, the miesheng hall and the orcin man, he may not be able to win, but others will never take his life.

Shen Baihe shook his head: ”young Xia Feng, you are too confident.”

”If it was in the past, maybe young Xia Feng was right. It was only the old people who could coagulate the seeds of the divine tree. They would not come to kill you, they would fight with you. At most, they would frustrate your spirit. With your cultivation and this disaster God's coffin, it would be more difficult to kill you.”

”But now, it's different.”

Shen Baihe is there, sighing gently.

Fenghuo coffin raises eyebrows: ”what's the difference now?”

If someone didn't destroy the hole, he would have a chance to break through the eighth level of Shenren realm as long as he refined the divine light and laid a solid foundation. At that time, he would be invincible outside the obelisk. But even if there was no pulp washing hole, the Fenghuo coffin did not feel that there would be anyone who threatened his life.

Shen Baihe said, ”do you know that I have a younger brother, Shen Zhenyi, the third son of Shen in the abandoned sword villa?”