Chapter 1503

Sword of the king!

This sword, like Yang Feng's kingly heart, cannot be suppressed and will never surrender to anyone!

In those years, when he was just a small man, he dared to challenge many door valves and those super sects. Moreover, now he has a heart of kingliness. What is Yang Feng afraid of?

Boom!

The sword of the king's way is as powerful as a column of water rising into the sky.

Buzzing, buzzing!

The yin-yang pattern of the Taiyin venerable Lord is running wildly. Two black and white fishtail patterns are running fast and circling. Although they have the power of destroying the sky and the earth, they can't suppress Yang Feng's sword Qi.

"Broken!"

Yang Feng was furious and shouted loudly. Then, the powerful sword of the king smashed the yin-yang pattern of the Taiyin Lord.

WOW!

The yin-yang pattern was broken and turned into yin-yang fish, swimming fast in the air.

In Yang Feng's indifferent eyes, there was a strong murderous spirit.

The Taiyin Lord quickly stepped back and felt Yang Feng's powerful murderous spirit and inviolable divine power. She even felt palpitation.

Damn the tomb of the Yellow Emperor, in this space, her pressure is suppressed and she can't fight with Yang Feng.

Whew!

Yang Feng's eyes burst out a murderous spirit.

But the murderous spirit was fleeting. He wanted to kill the Lord of the Taiyin. Anyone who did it to him had to die.

But at this moment, Yang Feng felt a strong breath, which was very terrible. He was quickly approaching the tomb of the Yellow Emperor. In order not to delay time, he decided to give up the decisive battle with the Lord of the Taiyin for the time being.

It's still an artifact!

"A hundred steps, break!"

Boom!

Yang Feng's body overflowed with a layer of golden light. Then he took the 100th step and walked forward quickly.

I don't know why, when I saw Yang Feng's cold eyes, the Taiyin Lord suddenly regretted. She regretted why she did it just now. Today's action may be the most wrong choice in her life.

But this is just an idea of the Taiyin Lord. She looked down when she calmed down. It's nothing!

"Lord Yang."

"Lord Yang."

Those experts outside shouted excitedly when they saw Yang Feng walking quickly in the oppressive area.

But the next scene shocked them even more, because Yang Feng could fly.

Whoosh!

Yang Feng showed his Phoenix wings and flew fast in the oppressive area.

"This!"

"This is impossible, impossible."

Feng manlou holds his head in his hands, looks decadent and unbelievable. In this oppressive area, he doesn't say flying. Even if he moves forward with his feet down-to-earth, he can only take 20 or 30 steps, but Yang Feng can fly. It's unscientific and unscientific.

The Taiyin Lord also had a gloomy face, and her body was trembling.

At the speed of Yang Feng's flight, it won't take long to reach Xuanyuan sword and Shennong Ding. These two artifacts are destined to be missed by them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Lord Yang is a strong man from our Dingjun city."

In the crowd, an expert shouted loudly. He was proud of Yang Feng, as if Yang Feng was his ancestor, so Yang Feng's strength was his glory.

"No, no, No."

Another master shook his head and said, "Lord Yang is a strong man from our Tianyuan county."

"I grass you XXYY. The leader of Yangmen is our commander of the military city."

"No, no, no, it's from Tianyuan county."

The two boring experts are actually arguing whether Yang Feng comes from Tianyuan county or Dingjun city. Fortunately, there are no experts from the fourth world, otherwise they don't even have a chance to argue.

"You bastard, dare to fight for glory with me."

The master of Dingjun City pinched the neck of the strong man in Tianyuan county. Then they wrestled together.

Bang bang!

The two strong men in the realm of Yuanshen, like little gangsters, were wrestling on the ground.

The experts around retreated one after another, and no one stood up to persuade them. Killing and working had nothing to do with them.

"Silly ratio, two silly ratios."

Seeing that they were still wrestling, many people despised them one after another. It was really two silly people who fought for a small thing.

......

Feng manlou and the Taiyin LORD watched Yang Feng fly away, but they could only stand where they were. It was hard to express their feelings.

Boom!

In the oppressive space, after Yang Feng flew nearly a thousand steps, a white border appeared again.

This intimidating space is bounded by a hundred steps, followed by a thousand steps, and next time, it must be a million steps.

It was another super pressure, like Mount Tai. Under this strong pressure, Yang Feng's body landed quickly again and couldn't move forward any further.

A thousand steps away, the Taiyin Lord and the wind filled the building. When they saw Yang Feng stop, they were finally relieved. The demon finally stopped.

"Ha ha!"

The wind filled the building with a faint smile and said, "just Yang Feng, He De, how can he be qualified to get Xuanyuan sword and Shennong Ding."

Lord Taiyin just looked at the building at random and didn't make a sound.

Feng manlou continued: "these two artifacts are inhabited by those who are capable. Only those who have great merit can get them. A small Purdue sect leader also wants to get the two artifacts. I am the first one in Feng manlou to refuse."

Hum!

The Taiyin Lord snorted coldly and said, "just now, if you and I join hands, even if you can't kill Yang Feng, you can suppress him. Now he has 999 steps and is closer to the two artifact. He has a better chance to obtain the artifact than us."

Feng manlou regretted that he didn't want to fight just now. He just wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. He wanted to sit and watch the Taiyin Lord and Yang Feng lose both. Then he killed two more, but he didn't expect that in the end, not only did he not lose both, but Yang Feng was closer to the artifact.

"I didn't expect that the strong man of the ancient curse country was as timid as a mouse. It really disappointed me." The emperor Taiyin said coldly.

The wind filled the building with a gloomy way: "you don't have to tease me, Taiyin Lord. I didn't expect that the Lord of the great yin-yang sect, with all his efforts, could not destroy a mere Yang Feng."

Hoo Hoo!

The strong Qi riot made the Taiyin Lord look murderously at the wind all over the building, and the light flashed several times between his five fingers.

"Why, do you want to do it? Others are afraid of your yin-yang sect, but I am not afraid of the wind all over the building." With his hands on his back, Feng manlou stood proudly and looked at the Taiyin Lord.

Although his strength is not as good as that of the Taiyin Lord, there is an ancient curse country and an ancient curse King behind him.

The ancient mantra king is one of the five generals of the Heavenly Emperor.

The strength of the yin-yang sect may be more powerful than the ancient curse king, but even if you give the yin-yang sect ten courage, you don't dare to destroy the ancient curse king, because this sect doesn't dare to openly confront the emperor of heaven.

"If you want to get two artifacts, don't fight among yourself." Said the Taiyin Lord.

"I'm not with you." The wind shook his head and said seriously.

"Whatever you want."

The Yin Lord's gloomy eyes continued to look at Yang Feng's back.

......

And now!

Yang Feng stood outside the boundary of Qianbu. With deep eyes, he looked at Xuanyuan sword and Shennong Ding. He had just used countless methods, including the heart of kingcraft, but he could no longer take the 1000th step, as if there was an invisible copper wall in front of him, blocking his step.

Yang Feng looked at the Shennong tripod and saw lines of ancient prose written on it.

Take the earth as the furnace, the sky as the cover, and the stars as the pill. All things in heaven and earth, stars, sun and moon, are in it.

Buzzing, buzzing!

Then, on the Xuanyuan sword, there was a strong pressure. In this breath, Yang Feng felt an imperial spirit.

He seemed to see that 100000 years ago, the Yellow Emperor fought with the emperor of heaven for days and nights in Dingjun City, with nine mountains as the array and thousands of miles as the battlefield, holding Xuanyuan sword.

The Yellow Emperor has the ability to transcend heaven and earth and has unparalleled magical skills in ancient and modern times.

But even emperor level masters like the Yellow Emperor will not be defeated by the Heavenly Emperor in the end.

That war was handed down from ancient to modern times!

That war has spread to this day 100000 years later.

War!

War!

War!

In his consciousness, Yang Feng seemed to think of the cries of the soldiers of Pudu gate in the battle of the King City.

If I die in battle, don't bury me. Heaven and earth are coffins, the sky is a cover, and the sun, moon and stars are with me.

If I die in battle, don't bury me. Ask heaven where the way of heaven is, and ask heaven where the king's way exists.

In fact, the battle of the King City is very similar to the battle of the Yellow Emperor against the Heavenly Emperor. Although it is not as vigorous as the battle between the Yellow Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor, when the faith is the same, the purpose is the same, but the outcome is different.

Hoo Hoo!

In the majestic Qi riot, Yang Feng remembered the voice of his late father Yang Jiuding who angrily asked the heaven.

The emperor of heaven never dies, and the dragon oil lamp will never dry up!

Many past events emerge in my mind one after another. I can remember all kinds of past events.

Ask heaven if my wish can be moved.

no

Ask the sky if the great wish of this life can be achieved?

The plan is made by man, the success is made by heaven. No, the success is still made by heaven. My life is made by me, not by heaven.

"I'm Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu gate..."

Standing outside the Qianbu border, Yang Feng carried his hands and said word by word: "I had no parents when I was a child. I suffered from the cold and frost in my childhood. My youth was ambitious and made a wish. Yellow Emperor, you were one of the five emperors in ancient times and led the human race to civilization. You created a precedent and left the name of the emperor for thousands of years, but you also became the heart of the emperor and lost the heart of the emperor."

WOW!

With the sound of Yang Feng, layers of water lines appeared in the surrounding space.

Yang Feng today is different from him who appeared on the battlefield of the Qing emperor. At that time, he was only a master of golden elixir. Now, he is a six strong Yuanshen. Even in ancient times, he can be regarded as a master, so his vision is naturally different.

"Since you are an emperor, you are a saint inside and a king outside. Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor, you love the people like a son all your life, but you are too kind and don't have the heart to kill and fight. You want to spread the world and save all sentient beings, but you don't want to stop the war with war. It should be noted that any dynasty and kingdom are built on countless bones." Yang Feng continued.

WOW!

The ripple sound is getting louder and faster.

"I, Yang Feng, have become a king. I swear to inherit the great wishes of thousands of people in this life, compete with the emperor of heaven and open the battlefield of the sixth emperor. In the future, there will be no victory or defeat between me and the emperor of heaven, only life and death. I have the righteousness of kindness, but I also have the heart to kill. "

Boom!

With a roar, the pressure in front quickly disappeared.

Step, step!

Yang Feng quickly entered the barrier, then displayed the Phoenix wings again and continued to fly forward.

Not far away!

Feng manlou and the Taiyin Lord were shocked when they saw Yang Feng flying again.

"Asshole, stop, stop."

Feng manlou clenched his fists and roared loudly, "you can't fly, Yang Feng, you can't move on."

But Yang Feng in flight didn't look back at the building.

The Taiyin Lord was also unwilling to say, "Yang Feng, stop, stop."

Outside, the hundreds of masters saw Yang Feng continue to fly, some envied, some envied, and some watched a good play.

"Mom, the people here are so powerful. The man named Yang Feng is too evil. From now on, I won't look for ancient tombs anymore. I want to practice and practice behind closed doors." A master collapsed. He may have suffered a serious blow.

"As long as there is Yang Feng, I will never read sages' books again, but ask about ancient sages." Another master is also desperate.

"You fool, Lord Yang is not a scholar. What does it have to do with him whether you read sages or not?"

……

Boom!

In the oppressive space, Yang Feng, who was flying fast, suddenly emitted a dazzling light around him, and then his figure disappeared.

"It's gone. Where's the man and Yang Feng."

Countless experts rubbed their eyes and looked around carefully, but they still couldn't see Yang Feng.