Immemorial War God

"Master Fang, what are you doing!" Liang Zilin was even more frightened, she immediately went forward to support Master Fang. As the city lord, he had to be respectful to the Master Fang. To kneel to a trash like him, was he stepping on him?    

    

If Master Fang did not move, Liang Zilin would not be able to stand up even after exhausting all his strength. His expression became more and more ugly, was he still going to be suppressed by a piece of trash?    

    

"Master Fang, what exactly are you trying to do?" He growled, his voice was flustered and exasperated.    

    

Everyone was stunned, they did not know where the Master Fang was heading to. Fu Tangping and Wang Yifeng's expressions became completely unsightly. In the entire Storm City, who was worthy of the Master Fang kneeling down? Even members of their clan did not have the qualifications to kneel down.    

    

Mo Feng looked at Master Fang in astonishment. Seeing the resolution in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, as he already understood Master Fang's thoughts. Master Fang must have known about the Heavenly Fate Feather Immortal Array's origins. In his previous life, he did receive the inheritance of the ghost array, but it surprised him that the Master Fang would actually kneel down and not forcibly snatch it.    

    

"Master Mo, please accept me as your disciple!" Master Fang said with determination as he knocked his head on the ground.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

"He-mother!" When these words came out, everyone was scared out of their wits, their jaws dropping to the ground. This kowtow made them all jump up in fright.    

    

"What, what did he say?" The people from the several families were confused and looked at each other in disbelief.    

    

"Ding Xuan, hit me." Mo Shaoqian said in a daze. In her eyes, Mo Feng had already lost her focus, and wanted Mo Dingxuan to beat him up so that he could leave this unreliable dream. But Mo Dingxuan didn't pay attention to him in the slightest. She was already standing there in a daze, her thoughts unable to circulate at all.    

    

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"    

    

Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream resounded through the entire arena as a person crazily hit the other person who was biting his arm.    

    

"Let go, it's so painful, you f * cking let go!"    

    

"You're a dog, let go!"    

    

"So it's not a dream!" That person opened his mouth and mumbled with a mouth full of blood.    

    

"Fuck you, why don't you bite yourself!" Looking at the blood on his arm, the man wanted to cry but had no tears.    

    

"I'm afraid of pain."    

    

Two words rang beside his ears. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.    

    

The calmest person present was probably Mo Feng. As a Heavenly Monarch in his previous life, what was there to be happy about if a mere formation master wanted to take him as her master.    

    

"Why do you want to take me as your master?" Master Fang raised his head and looked towards Mo Feng with an extra sense of respect. To still be calm at a time like this, he truly deserved to be called an expert.    

    

"Everyone has misjudged him. I'm afraid he's been hiding his true self for the past year." He thought the same as the rest, that Mo Feng was a trash, even when Mo Feng took out the manic formation, he never thought that Mo Feng would have any other abilities, but after drawing the array, the complex and profound runes were like a door to a new world in his eyes.    

    

"A master." Master Fang bellowed as he once again kowtowed to Mo Feng.    

    

"Bam."    

    

Everyone's heart skipped a beat at the sound.    

    

"Please accept me as your disciple."    

    

Mo Feng did not utter a word, as though he was hesitating. Everyone slowly came to their senses, although they still could not accept it, but seeing that Mo Feng was still hesitating, they almost vomited a mouthful of blood.    

    

"You're still hesitating. If Master Fang can acknowledge me as his master, I can't help but agree to it immediately."    

    

"You know how to inscribe arrays? Do you think the Master Fang is crazy? "    

    

"Hmph. I think this trash is scared silly."    

    

"Fine." After a long while, Mo Feng finally nodded. Master Fang did not choose to immediately take action, but chose to acknowledge him as his master. Right now, the Master Fang was suppressing the entire audience, and he was taking her in as his disciple. Of course, the most important thing was still the Master Fang to protect Liu Ruiying, so as to gain some benefits from taking him in as a disciple, he had to be more loyal and devoted.    

    

"Thank you, Master!" Master Fang was filled with joy as he kowtowed immediately. He could only learn the inheritance of the Ghost Formation, he did not mind taking anyone as his master. It had to be said that all the formation masters in this world yearned for the inheritance of the Ghost Formation. After three kowtows and nine kowtows, Mo Feng helped him up.    

    

Mo Feng smiled and nodded his head, he turned and everyone saw that he looked like a ghost, his gaze sweeping across the three great families, only to see Mo Feng looking over, the faces of the Mo and Lin Family members darkened, from a trash who had become the master of the Master Fang, directly slapping them in the face.    

    

The Mo family members were extremely depressed. Now that Mo Feng was the master of the Master Fang, they would make things difficult for Mo Feng every day.    

    

But the ones feeling the most depressed were not them, but the few people who were accepted as disciples by Master Fang. If Mo Feng became their master, then Mo Feng was their ancestor!    

    

"Hurry up and call me grandmaster!" Master Fang said excitedly. The faces of those few men immediately sagged, as if they had lost their parents. The last thing they wanted was for something to happen.    

    

"Hurry up and pay your respects to the ancestor master!" Seeing that they did not move, Master Fang's expression immediately turned cold, and shouted. A few of their bodies trembled. Unwillingly, they slowly walked in front of Mo Feng and said weakly:    

    

"Patriarch."    

    

"Haven't you eaten? Louder! " Master Fang was even angrier and kicked them.    

    

A few of them looked at Mo Feng hatefully with faces filled with grievance, and then turned to look at their own families.    

    

The Lin Family members' faces turned as red as a pig's liver. They thought that once they made it to Master Fang, they would be able to rise above the common cloud, but who would have thought that with such a huge twist, the Lin Family disciples would actually become the disciples of trash they looked down upon.    

    

As for the deaths of Lin Quan and the others, the Lin Family did not have the time to settle the score with Mo Feng.    

    

The head of the Lin Family unwillingly nodded his head towards the Lin Family disciple. Master Fang could not afford to offend him.    

    

"Patriarch." The Lin Family disciple unwillingly raised his voice. The other Lin Family disciples also followed suit and shouted.    

    

Mo Feng playfully looked at the Lin Family clansmen and nodded slightly. Turning his head to look at Wang Yifeng, Wang Yifeng had an ugly expression on his face and did not say a word. As his gaze turned towards Fu Tangping, Fu Tangping's expression became even more unsightly.    

    

"Since you've already acknowledged me as your master, I don't have anything good to give you, so I'll give you a formation." Mo Feng said in a clear voice. How could something not taken out be able to make the Master Fang willingly submit. Master Fang's eyes lit up. An array formation again, it was definitely not weaker than a manic formation.    

    

"Thank you, Master!"    

    

"Pen and ink, waiting on you!"    

    

A maid brought up a brush and ink paper. Mo Feng picked up a brush and started drawing, causing everyone to look over curiously. Master Fang stepped out horizontally and blocked everyone's line of sight.    

    

Mo Feng's drawing speed was very fast, it was not an inscription formation, but rather, it was raised by several times.