Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 438 Xuanyuan Sword

"Run! The monster is coming!" Many Panhu people ran wildly on the mountain path.

A baby-like cry was heard not far behind them. Some people looked confused and turned their heads stiffly, while others were quite experienced and stabbed their arms with daggers or short swords, relying on the pain in their bodies to resist the cry.

If the ancestor Panhu were still alive, they would still have the strength to fight with the help of those sacrifices and poisonous insects. Unfortunately, the Han people destroyed their beliefs, demolished their temples, and even used gold, silver and jewelry to lure young people out of the mountains to go thousands of miles away to fight with some merchants.

For the descendants of Panhu, the Han people were extremely evil, but at this moment, they could only seek refuge in the Han people's cities.

A group of people, carrying the elderly and children, were running wildly on the road. A hundred meters behind them, a cloud of mist gradually revealed its shape.

Panhu has a dragon head and a tiger body. As the saying goes, wind comes from the tiger and clouds come from the dragon. He combines the advantages of both and has the power to control wind and clouds. His roar is like a baby crying. When Panhu's people stopped, he just took a light breath, and a large number of people and animals were sucked into his mouth. His huge mouth covered with barbs chewed hard, and more than ten people died in an instant.

Yuyu seemed to like this game very much. He followed behind slowly, devouring three or five people from time to time, putting pressure on the many people of Panhu.

He still has some basic intelligence, and is now slowing down in order to find the lair of these human beings.

His stomach and intestines had long been damaged by the witch doctor's elixir of immortality, and he was unable to digest the flesh and blood, so he had to vomit it out. After vomiting it out, he felt hungry, but he couldn't starve to death.

The feeling of hunger has been tormenting him. Not to mention ten or eight ordinary people, even all the mortals in a city combined cannot satisfy his bloodthirsty desire.

When passing a valley, Panhu's people ran over in a hurry, but a giant blocked the way of Shuoyu.

"Don't hurt anyone, you evil beast! Wu Wenhua is here!"

The giant was three meters tall, shirtless, with animal skins tied around his waist. His body was muscular, and every move he made was filled with explosive power.

Wu Wenhua held a wooden stick as thick as an ordinary person's waist, roared, and hit Yu Yu's head with the stick.

The force of this attack was extremely strong, and the violent shock wave quickly spread out in all directions with the point where the wooden stick landed as the center.

In a trance, his wooden stick seemed to have killed the monster, but when the wind and dark clouds dispersed, he found that his sure-win blow had missed. Yu Yu stood leisurely ten feet away, with a strong mockery in his eyes, which made Wu Wenhua roar repeatedly and launch an even more violent attack.

He was very brave, far beyond the usual concept of bravery. His skin was tougher than cowhide and his muscles were as hard as stone. However, he was a mortal. No matter how strong his physical strength was, without the blessing of magic power, he was no match for the mythical monster like Zuo Zuo.

Wu Wenhua couldn't understand what kind of ability it was to control the wind and clouds. He only knew that he had smashed Yu Yu to pieces more than ten times, but every time this guy would show a mocking smile and appear beside him.

At first, Xiuxiu had a cat-playing-mouse mentality, but after ten moves, he became a little impatient.

He began to strike back, his tiger claws inflicting a deep wound on Wu Wenhua's broad chest, visible to the bone. Then, the force of the hurricane suddenly accelerated, engulfing the giant. Its sharp claws repeatedly sliced ​​at the giant's body, and flesh and blood were swept up into the sky by the hurricane. From a distance, it looked like a scarlet tornado rising from the horizon. Wu Wenhua roared in anger, but he could not hit his enemy. He could only swing his stick in vain, his wounds multiplying. Just as he was about to be defeated, a crimson glow and a white light shrouded in mist flew from the sky.

The Nanming Lihuo Sword was like a red fire meteor, first cutting off the claws of Xuyu. The trajectory of the Yaochi Baiguang Sword's sword light was erratic, and finally it cut a two-foot long wound on Xuyu's neck.

Phoenix and Longji fell from the sky.

Taibai Jinxing said he would help, but considering that the old star god had turned away from the path of killing, Fenghuang did not make things difficult for him. You are kind-hearted and cannot bear to see people die, so leave the fighting and killing to me.

Long Ji was quite curious about Wu Wenhua. With such a large stature, could he be a member of the legendary Wu clan? This was the first time she had ever seen a member of the Wu clan. The desire to go to the underworld to broaden her horizons grew stronger and stronger in her heart.

Fenghuang didn't know that she was thinking such a "dangerous" idea. She admired Wu Wenhua's fighting to the death. These Panhu people had nothing to do with Wu Wenhua, but he still stood up bravely.

You can say that he is ignorant of the times, or that he is trying to fight a rock with an egg. Anyway, in Fenghuang's heart, this big guy has a better impression than the four generals of the Demon Family. Those four often take the sugar-coated advice and return the cannonballs. They are really too slippery.

"Hey, big guy, you're injured. Go get treated over there. Leave this to us."

Wu Wenhua looked at the two "little men" and intuitively felt a strong sense of danger, but with his brain, it was difficult for him to understand why such small people would make him feel dangerous. Without muscles and height, could these two "little men" be so powerful?
In order to kill Yu Yu, Fenghuang and Longji went to Huoyun Cave specifically. At this time, Fenghuang put away the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and then slowly drew out a bronze long sword. This was the Xuanyuan Sword!
This sword is made of copper from Shouyang Mountain. The blade has four sides. One side is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, one side is engraved with mountains, rivers and plants, one side is engraved with farming and animal husbandry, and one side is engraved with the strategy of unifying the world.

The Xuanyuan Sword was the sword that Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi used when he killed Chiyou. It is filled with a strong sense of humanity. As long as there is a human being alive, as long as this person still has an unyielding belief in his heart and is willing to fight to the end for his tribe, the blade will not be damaged. This sword is a treasure of acquired merit.

There was originally a sinister smile on Yuyu's face, but after seeing the Xuanyuan Sword, the smile froze. A ball of flesh and blood squeezed out from the wound on his neck that was cut by Longji Yaochi's white light sword, and then the flesh and blood squirmed and turned into an extremely stiff human face.

"Xuanyuan of the Youxiong clan?" The stiff face seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his words were unclear, but fortunately, they were still understandable.

"Indeed, Emperor Xuanyuan believed you had died unjustly, so he sent his great sorcerer to rescue you. Unexpectedly, you turned evil upon him and devoured lives. Today, I, under the orders of Lord Haotian and Emperor Xuanyuan, come to slay you!"

"Hahahaha—Xuanyuan saved me? He did it for himself! He wanted immortality, so he used me to test drugs, turning me into this half-human, half-ghost appearance! What did I do wrong? The one who was wrong was Xuanyuan, he was greedy for power! He broke the law of heaven!"

Yuyu was hysterical and screaming wildly.

According to him, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi secretly conducted a large number of cruel experiments with only one goal, which was to achieve immortality and become the supreme ruler of his human race forever.

There was a hint of doubt in Longji's expression. He turned to look at Fenghuang, as if to ask, is this really the case?

(End of this chapter)