Chapter 4078 The Son Who Is Not a Human Being

"Don't worry, although I no longer have much loyalty to the Pangu clan, at least I will not betray my ancestors."

Seeing his father's misunderstanding, Pan Xiangting immediately explained.

"Then why did you come out?"

Since he would never betray his ancestors, but now his son has come out again, how do you explain this?

The swordsmith stared at him.

"Holy Snow Mountain has given us a chance to make a new life. Whoever can kill three enemies coming in from the outside world will be exempted from sin from Holy Snow Mountain and qualified to be cured of obsession.

That’s why I had the opportunity to come out. "

Pan Xiangting replied.

"Three enemies from the outside world? What kind of enemies need to be dealt with by you in the Demon Prison? Isn't the Holy Snow Mountain afraid of endless consequences?"

The sword master was horrified.

In his opinion, the people in Trapped Demon Prison are the most terrifying.

There are many lunatics practicing forbidden arts inside. If they turn against their will, not even the super-level compression warriors of the Holy Snow Mountain can suppress them.

"You don't have to worry about this. I came to see you this time for something. Where is my daughter Xiaowen? Tell me!"

"As a father, you still have the nerve to ask about Xiaowen?"

The sword master's expression suddenly turned fierce, "If you hadn't been so uncertain, how could you have allowed Xiaowen to suffer so much pain and torture for so many years?"

"Pooh!"

Pan Xiangting shouted angrily, "Old guy, for the sake of you being my father, I will give you some respect. If you hadn't been putting pressure on me back then, how could I have gone crazy?

I have severed the father-son relationship with you since I entered the Demonic Prison. The reason why I came here was just to take my daughter away! "

"Now, tell me right now, where is she?"

The sword master did not answer. He spread his hands and two swords suddenly appeared, "Xiang Ting, I don't know what you have been through, but I think you must have learned bad things now and are still walking with the ghost tribe, so My granddaughter will never let you take her away!"

With both swords in hand, Pan Xiangting had already made his attitude clear. If Pan Xiangting dared to ask about his granddaughter's whereabouts again, he would have no choice but to use force.

For some reason, he felt a strong ghost energy from his son.

And he also felt that there were no less than ten auras lingering around him, and they were not weak in strength.

These people surrounded the top of the mountain, and they must have been brought by his son.

Maybe they are all ghosts.

"You drew a sword against me, do you want to force me to kill my father?

You should know that my strength has long surpassed yours! "

Pan Xiangting glanced at his father and said coldly.

"Master, this is your son? How dare he say such things as patricide? It is simply treason!"

Pan Zaodao finally understood that the middle-aged man in front of him was his master's son.

But it seems that the master's son went with the ghost clan and betrayed the Pangu clan.

Not only that, but he wanted to take the master's granddaughter away, which was simply a bastard.

"Don't be too troublesome, hide behind me, and make sure the stove doesn't go out!"

The master swordsmith wanted to pull his apprentice behind him.

But his apprentice was not happy.

"Master, when I see your son being so rebellious, I can't pretend that I didn't see anything."

"You are no match for him!"

The master swordsmith pulled hard on the disobedient apprentice.

But he didn't expect that these words would hurt Pan Zaodao's self-esteem.

"I'm not his opponent? Master, you are looking down on me, I want to prove it to you!"

As he spoke, he also opened his hand and a big knife appeared.

This is the knife he secretly made for himself.

The shape is nice, but the quality of the knife cannot be complimented.

"Father, you actually accepted an apprentice while I was imprisoned in the Demon Prison?"

Pan Xiangting's expression darkened.

"It turns out that even if one of your sons is destroyed, you don't feel bad as long as someone inherits your sword-making skills. You are really heartless!"

"You bastards, you dare to speak like this to my master, you are seeking death!"

Pan Zaodao picked up the big knife and rushed towards Pan Xiangting.

In his heart, Master is second only to his father.

Apart from his love of making swords, he obeys the master swordsmith in everything he does.

He must not allow anyone to humiliate his master.

Pan Xiangting sneered, and his figure flew out. He waved one hand, and a fist shadow shot out.

"Get out of here!"

Pan Xiangting shouted loudly and struck the sword with his fist.

boom!

That punch hit the blade, but Pan Xiangting's hand was unscathed. On the contrary, Pan Zao's knife broke directly, and the power was transmitted from the blade to his body, causing him to vomit blood and fall back.

"How can it be?"

Pan Zaodao's eyes narrowed, and he was extremely surprised.

The physical body shattered his knife, which was beyond his expectation.

"I told you, you are no match for my son. He is a genius who was granted the qualification to practice compression forbidden arts by the Holy Snow Mountain!"

The master swordsmith put his hand on his apprentice's back, and a surge of power surged in, alleviating the apprentice's internal injuries.

"I never saw you caring so much when I was injured!"

Pan Xiangting became even more jealous when he saw his father delivering energy to Pan Zao Knife.

He said he was severing ties with his father, but in his heart he still expected to hear an apology from his father.

But he didn't hear it!

"I'll kill your apprentice first, and then I'll kill you, an old guy!"

Pan Xiangting's figure had already rushed over. He punched out, and a ghostly fist appeared out of thin air, which was more powerful than Broken Blade's previous punch.

The master swordsmith's eyes were focused, and he immediately pulled his apprentice back and punched him again, hitting the same spot as that punch.

In the end, he failed to use the sword because he didn't want to hurt his son.

boom!

There was a muffled sound in the air, and the swordsmith stepped back repeatedly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He looked up in astonishment, his heart filled with horror.

His son actually learned the power of the ghost clan?

And he uses it very skillfully!

"You are old and can't even bear 30% of my strength!"

Pan Xiangting's eyes flashed with disdain, looking at his father like he was looking at trash.

"What on earth did you do with the ghost clan? Even the power is the ghost clan's power?"

The swordsmith looked at his son in disbelief.

"The Lord of Ghosts gave me the source of the underworld's energy in the upper underworld. Not only did it allow me to suppress the symptoms of being possessed, but it also allowed me to gain the power of the ghost clan. Now I can join the underworld as a living person, but the premise is Sacrifice my daughter to the Ghost Lord!"

Pan Xiangting didn't hide anything and told him the reason why he became stronger.

"What did you say?"

The sword master was in disbelief, "You want to sacrifice your biological daughter to the ghost clan?

Are you still human? "

"I'm no longer a human being, I want to be a ghost!"

Pan Xiangting looked at his father, "You are old, and this era no longer belongs to you!"

"Pan Xiangting, don't waste too much time, I've already found the sacrifice, it's in the wooden house over there!"

The ghost said, pointing to the only wooden house on the top of the mountain.