The martial arts imitated by Shangguan Hao were completely specious, not at all like the smooth flow when Chu Yifei used it, and it was done in one go, after the young man saw it, although he felt a little familiar, he really didn't know where he had seen it, so he frowned and thought hard.

"Young Master!" Looking at the young man in contemplation, Shangguan Hao spoke cautiously.

"Don't make any noise!" the young man's musings were interrupted by Shangguan Hao, and a trace of irritation appeared on his face.

Shangguan Hao naturally understood that the young man was extremely displeased, but if he didn't tell what he knew, if he misunderstood the young man's affairs, the end would probably be even worse, so he stubbornly said: "Young Master, I imitated Chu Yifei's martial arts just now and I can't get home, and the young master may not be able to judge, I think, if I tell you what his weapon looks like, maybe it will be better to judge the exercises he is cultivating, and his subordinates have a feeling that that the kid's weapon seems to be specially created for the martial arts he is cultivating." ”

"Oh, yes? Then you draw what his weapon looks like, and I'll take a look. The young man thought for a long time, but he didn't have any clue, and when he heard Shangguan Hao say this, he immediately said.

"Yes!" Shangguan Hao nodded respectfully, picked up the machete in his hand, and drew the imitation killing god slash in Chu Yifei's hand on the ground.

I have to say that Shangguan Hao's painting skills are far worse than Wang Qishan's, he sweated on the ground for nearly twenty minutes before he barely drew the imitation killing god in Chu Yifei's hand, but in that way, it was too far away from the real thing.

Shangguan Hao glanced at the out-of-shape imitation killing god slash pattern on the ground, and said to the young man with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, young master, my subordinates have tried their best, but they can only be drawn like this." ”

The youth did not answer. Instead, he stared at the pattern on the ground and frowned.

Shangguan Hao looked at the young man's expression and thought in horror: "Could it be that I drew too badly and made the young master unhappy?" Forget it, I think it's better to forget it!" Thinking of this, Shangguan Hao stepped forward. With a wave of the machete in his hand, he slashed at the pattern on the ground.

"Stop!" At this moment, the young man stopped Shangguan Hao's movements, but his gaze did not leave the pattern.

Shangguan Hao stopped, looked at the young man with a thoughtful look, breathed a sigh of relief, and retreated silently.

"Kill the gods!" The young man looked at the pattern for a long time, and suddenly spit out three words from his mouth.

"What?" Shangguan Hao was stunned for a moment, a little unable to believe what he heard in his ears.

"That's right! In this way, the martial arts used by that kid must be the Killing God Technique. The young man once again compared the pattern on the ground with the martial arts imitated by Shangguan Hao, and then said affirmatively.

"Young Master, this is impossible! If Chu Yifei is really using the weapon of the Killing God, the Killing God Slash, the strength should be more than that!" Shangguan Hao said with some disbelief, Killing God Slash, although Shangguan Hao has not seen it, but. Just based on the legend of the God Killing God on the continent, he would never believe that the God Killing God Slash would be so ordinary.

"Stupid!" the young man sneered. said, "Of course it's not genuine, it's just that the weapon used by that kid is definitely an imitation of the God Killing Slash, and it seems that that the kid should have something to do with the God Killing." ”

"Does it have anything to do with the God of Killing?" Shangguan Hao asked puzzled.

The young man groaned for a while. said: "That's right, on the mainland, the God of Killing and the God of Killing suit are secrets, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get relevant information at all, especially the God of Killing suit. After the God of Killing was sealed, the news had been blocked by the Temple, how could others know so easily, but that kid named Chu Yifei was able to imitate the God of Killing, then there was only one possibility, he knew the God of Killing and had something to do with the God of Death. ”

"But, young master, hasn't the God of Killing been sealed by the Temple, how can that kid know the God of Killing?" Shangguan Hao was even more puzzled.

A grim smile appeared on the young man's face, and he said: "Although the God of Killing has been sealed for nearly 10,000 years, there have been countless people related to the God of Killing on the mainland, so what's so strange about that kid being related to the God of Killing." ”

"Ah, young master, do you mean that Chu Yifei is the soul clone of the God of Killing?" Shangguan Hao understood what the young man meant, and exclaimed, but he immediately remembered that every time the God of Killing came to the mainland before, he was in the name of the God of Killing, so he said with some doubts, "However, every time the God of Killing appears on the mainland, he has not changed his name, so there is no reason for him to change his name this time!"

The young man said: "That's not impossible, after so many failures, he should also learn to be smart, if changing his name can make it easier for him to act, then what's the harm if he changes his name." At this moment, the young man seemed to have decided that Chu Yifei was the soul clone of the Killing God, and said with great certainty.

"Then, young master, what should we do next?" Shangguan Hao saw that the young man was so sure, and he didn't plan to continue to doubt Chu Yifei's identity, so as not to make the young man unhappy, he opened his mouth and asked about the young man's plans, he knew very well that the young man's origin was not simple, and he was inextricably linked with the Sealing Temple, and as the young man's subordinates, they could naturally be regarded as peripheral members of the temple, and now that the great enemy of the temple had returned, the young man had no reason to stand idly by.

"Hmph!" To Shangguan Hao's surprise, the young man didn't seem to care at all about the reappearance of the God Killing God clone on the mainland, and snorted coldly, "We don't have to do anything, dealing with the God of Killing is the responsibility of the group of old guys in the temple." Now, more than a hundred years have passed since the last time the God of Killing disappeared, and during this time, those old guys must have been idle and panicked, and it is time to move their muscles. ”

"Young master, do we really have to do nothing?If the temple is to blame, then we ......" Shangguan Hao saw that the young man did not plan to get involved in the battle between the god of killing and the temple, and he was also relieved, after all, he had also heard of the murderous name of the god of killing, and once he faced the god of killing, it was difficult to say whether he could save his life, but when he thought of the incomprehensible connection between the young man and the temple, he still asked with some concern.

The young man interrupted Shangguan Hao's words, glanced at him coldly, and said, "You are worried that the temple will be investigated and will affect you, right? Don't worry, when I left the temple, I said that if I can't become the master of the temple, I will never interfere in the affairs of the temple, and if the temple can't even deal with a small god killing clone, then there is no need to exist." (To be continued......)