Chapter 1582

In the room!

The drug girl, the martial saint, and Wang Xiao were shocked!

They didn't expect that the man wearing a green hat in front of them was Yang Feng.

Yang Feng, that's a rising star in the world now. Dare to attack Wu Zhetian, the executive leader of the gate of life and death. This is the only one in the world.

"Are you Yang Feng?" Asked the poisonous woman.

"Good."

Yang Feng took off the blue hat and stood proudly in the room.

Subsequently, Saint Laurent also took off the blue hat.

"Brother Yang, it's really you."

Wang Xiao was very excited. He didn't expect to see Yang Feng.

"You, you're not dead?"

Wang Xiao doesn't know that Yang Feng is not dead. He only knows the battle of soul river. Yang Feng's life and death are unknown.

"Wu Zhetian is not dead yet. How can I die? The gate of life and death has not been destroyed, how can I die? " Yang Feng's calm voice came.

"Good, good, great."

Wang Xiao was overjoyed and threw his long sword on the ground. Because Yang Feng didn't die and appeared, he didn't have to commit suicide.

The wusheng man is carrying a black axe with a strange expression. He probably wants to do it, but he has no confidence.

If he is another expert, he can scare each other with his father's reputation, but he knows that his father's reputation doesn't work in front of Yang Feng.

As like as two peas, the bird's eyes were cold and cold. He swept the body of the emperor's sage at random. The bird was carrying an axe, exactly like his father's shield.

After feeling Yang Fengbing's eyes, Wu sage held the axe tightly. If the axe in his hand was an open sky axe, it would be good. At least we can fight.

After Yang Feng glanced at Wu sage at random, his eyes looked at the poisonous girl again.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to solidify, and everyone dared not go out.

Although Yang Feng was defeated in the battle of soul River, they still dare not underestimate pudumen. After all, the war was the ultimate war between the two forces.

Yang Feng looked at the poisonous girl and said, "four hundred years ago, you old pigs and dogs in the whirling mountain not only killed the star swordsman, but also let Qiulu die with hatred for the star swordsman. I Yang Feng is the inheritor of the star swordsman. I must get justice for him."

Once in the lake, when Yang Feng listened to the story told by the old turtle, he vowed to seek justice for the star swordsman when he had a chance in the future.

But at that time he was still weak and just a small man, so he buried it in his heart.

But now it's different. He can finally get justice for the star swordsman.

Poisonous women trembled because Yang Feng insulted and scolded their ancestors as old pigs and dogs.

Looking at the poisonous girl, Yang Feng said word by word: "the old pig and dog should not treat Qiulu so cruelly, let alone make up a lie, let Qiulu end up with hatred and leave the world with resentment. Therefore, the old pig and dog owe them justice."

Star swordsman and autumn dew are such a loving couple, but such a loving person dies under the Jiuchong sky.

Another person mistakenly thinks that the other party has a new lover and has already got married, so he grows old alone under the lonely lamp.

I lived my life with resentment. Before I died, I sang a song about you falling into prosperity. I'm lonely all my life.

Yang Feng smiled sadly, but he didn't laugh at the laughing star swordsman and Qiulu. He laughed at the whirling mountain. He was so ruthless and insensitive.

"Yang Feng, don't insult our ancestors."

Boom!

With a loud roar, the poisonous girl madly shot at Yang Feng, with a rolling breath and a thick black air.

But in front of Yang Feng, her strength is still too weak.

Whoosh!

Yang Feng's speed was as fast as lightning. He pinched the poisonous woman's neck.

Click!

Click!

In the poisonous girl's neck, there was a sound of clicking, as if she was about to be pinched by Yang Feng.

She looked at Yang Feng in horror and despair. He felt the breath of death. She didn't expect that her life would end in Yang Feng's hand.

The wusheng man was carrying a black axe and looked at Yang Feng murderously, but he didn't do it. The experts behind him were also concentrating and gathering Qi, but still didn't do it.

Because they are not sure to deal with Yang Feng.

The poisonous girl looked at Yang Feng with hate. Even if she died, she would never beg for mercy.

Boom!

Just when Yang Feng was about to crush the poisonous girl, he quickly took back his true Qi and let go of his hand.

"I don't kill you. I'm not afraid of your whirling mountain. The reason why I let you live is to let you go back and bring me a word." Yang Feng said coldly.

Cough! Cough!

The poisonous woman coughed a few times and said, "what do you want me to say?"

Yang Feng's eyes showed a fierce light and said word by word: "after you go back, tell the old pig and dog that the incident 400 years ago is not over. Yang Feng, the successor of star swordsman, wants her to announce it to the people all over the world and go to Qiulu's grave to confess in person. If she can do so, I won't care about it. Otherwise, after I destroy Wu Zhetian, I will personally hit the bosuo mountain and cut off her dog's head. "

"Ha ha!"

The poisonous girl smiled with hatred and said, "Yang Feng, do you think you are great? How could my ancestors of bosuo mountain bow their heads to you. "

"Whether she will bow to me is not your concern. You just need to bring my words to me."

Yang Feng's murderous spirit is becoming stronger and stronger. If the ancestors of bosuo mountain don't follow his words, don't mind him.

"OK."

The poisonous woman nodded and said, "I will bring your words to you, but I can assure you that if you dare to go to my bosuo mountain, you must be the one who died."

After leaving this sentence, the poisonous girl turned and left the room, because she knew that it was useless even if she stayed. She was not Yang Feng's opponent.

"Brother Yang, how can you let this poisonous girl go? He killed many people in Kunlun." Wang Xiao said anxiously.

"Don't worry. One day, I will go up the whirling mountain." Yang Feng said calmly.

In the room, Wu Sheng held an axe and looked at Yang Feng gloomily.

Yang Feng, carrying his hands, turned around and looked at him calmly. He said faintly, "the poisonous woman has left. Now it's your turn."

"Ha ha!"

Wu Sheng smiled and said, "Yang Feng, do you think I will be afraid of you? The axe in my hand has long been thirsty. "

"Well, since you are so confident, I will convince you to die."

Yang Feng didn't pay attention to the broken axe of Wu Sheng. It was just a broken axe. He thought it was his father Wu Zhetian.

The martial Saint quickly stepped back and roared.

"Give it to me and kill Yang Feng. If anyone kills him, I will reward him heavily."

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In the room, experts from the life and Death Gate rushed to kill. There must be brave men under the heavy reward, and they also know that since they have met Yang Feng, they can only fight and can't escape.

"Dead."

Boom!

Yang Feng quickly played black knots. After the terrible and mysterious knots appeared!

In the room, these experts at the gate of life and death, the breath of life is quickly deprived and ingested!

When he was outside the soul River, the ancient curse king gave him all his accomplishments in order to complete him.

Since then, Yang Feng's blood spell has become a black spell.

"Ah ah!"

In the room, there were bursts of sad voices. The experts of the gate of life and death grew old quickly, and their skin was like a hundred year old man.

That is, after a breath, this group of life and death experts died one after another under the black spell.

Whoosh!

Seeing that the situation was wrong, sage Wu quickly broke the window with a black axe. He knew that he was not Yang Feng's opponent. Unless his father Wu Zhetian came, he might be able to fight Yang Feng. At the critical moment, when running for his life, the bird man did not forget to take his broken axe.

"Brother Yang, the martial Saint escaped." Wang Xiao said anxiously.

"Don't worry, he can't escape." Yang Feng said calmly.

Saint Laurent didn't do it all the time because she knew there was no need to do it.

Boom!

"Ah!"

Wu Shengsheng, who had just escaped from the broken window, heard a scream. Then he was kicked back to the room from the outside, hit the ground heavily, and the axe fell aside.

"This!"

Wang Xiao was slightly surprised. Who did it? The powerful martial saint was blown into the room.

Then, several master hands entered the room, and these people were Wutong ye, Xia Meng Zhu, Qing Luan, Shifu Luo Jin and Shen Ya Ling, respectively.

These people are the top-level strongmen in the pudumen camp. Some of these top-level experts didn't participate in the battle of soul river at the beginning, because the war happened too quickly and they didn't have time to participate.

"Elder martial sister, Xia Meng master, you're here."

Yang Feng smiled and strode up.

"Younger martial brother, we finally met." Wutong leaves open heart.

Lord Xia Meng was also excited and said, "Lord Yang, I didn't expect us to meet again, and we are still alive."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng smiled happily and said, "yes, we are still alive, and we have met again."

Just in joy, Yang Feng was a little lost, because he thought of the death of his mother LAN Jiuye and Su's real tragic death in the battle of the soul river.

"I am a descendant of the Yellow Emperor."

"I am a descendant of the Yellow Emperor."

Before his death, Su Zhenzhen's loud voice passed through the soul River and spread all over the third world. Su Zhenzhen has been hiding his identity and strength in his life. In order to protect his family and Zhenhuang Zong, he was willing to be suppressed by boxing for 20 years.

In this life, Su is really very low-key and has been afraid to reveal her identity and strength.

But in the battle of the soul River, before he died, he roared and roared again and again. He told people all over the world that he was the descendant of the Yellow Emperor!

Whenever he thought of it, Yang Feng felt heartache. Su was really kind to him, but he often took precautions against this person. Now when he thinks of it, Yang Feng feels guilty.

"Alas, it's a pity that your mother LAN Jiuye and Su are true. Many brothers have died." Alliance leader Xia sighed.

Quiet!

There was a depression in the room. No one spoke and mourned silently.

"Ha ha!"

The martial Saint lying on the ground smiled and said, "Yang Feng, you'd better put me back. My father Wu Zhetian may give you a way to live. If you dare to kill me, my father Wu Zhetian will destroy you all."

Yang Feng looked at the martial saint with cold eyes. His eyes were fierce and his face was gloomy.

"Kill him and avenge your mother LAN Jiuye and su." Wutong leaves are cold.