Chapter 1620

Although Yang Feng is very calm, these experts in Shengjian palace feel like they are near Mount Tai. It's really unlucky.

I just talked about Yang Feng. I took a few words of humiliation, but I met Yang Feng.

"Yang Feng, we are from Shengjian palace. I don't believe it. You dare to kill us all." A master summoned up his courage and said.

Whew!

Yang Feng waved his long sleeves with a golden sword spirit and sped out quickly.

"Ah!"

The man screamed and was killed by Yang Feng with a sword at will.

After a sword killed each other, Yang Feng said calmly, "I've killed him. What can you do?"

The rest of them retreated quickly, looking nervous and afraid.

"Yang Feng, what do you want? We just humiliated you in private. Are you really going to kill us all? "

Yang Feng looked up, calmly looked at the man and said, "don't worry, I won't kill you all."

These masters of Shengjian palace were relieved. They knew that Yang Feng didn't dare to do things too well with the sect door behind them.

But at the next moment, they were desperate again, because Yang Feng's calm voice said, "the Purdue gate cannot be humiliated, so you must die, but I can leave a living mouth and let it go back to tell your leader why I killed so much?"

After saying that, Yang Feng pointed to an expert in the crowd and said, "Congratulations, you didn't say a word and didn't abuse my sect, so I'll let you go back. You'll go to bosuo mountain to see your leader now and tell him about it."

"Yes, Lord Yang."

If the master is pardoned, he hugs Yang Feng with both hands, bows slightly, and then flies away quickly.

Dada, dada!

After the man left, Yang Feng gently tapped the table with his five fingers. He was calm and relaxed. The sound made by tapping the table was like the sound of death.

After beating the last rhythm, Yang Feng looked at these people coldly and said, "since you despise me and insult me as garbage, I'll give you a chance. You go together. Under one sword, if you haven't died, I'll never make the second sword."

"Yang Feng..."

An expert seemed to want to say something, but before his voice was finished, Yang Feng said calmly: "it is said that the world's Kendo comes from the holy sword palace. Today, let's use the sword to the sword and let me see your kendo."

Bang!

A sound of kicking the door came, and then several experts came in.

These people are masters of bosuo mountain, but they are all men.

Bosuo mountain was originally all female, but because it wanted to manage the city, it recruited some external disciples, male disciples.

"Which wangba egg dares to make trouble in my bosuo mountain territory."

The leading expert roared and walked in with authority.

"Brother, you came at the right time. We are from Shengjian palace. We accidentally offended Yang Feng here, so he wanted to kill us. Since you are here, please mediate."

Yang Feng!

When he heard the name, the master of bosuo mountain was startled. He really wanted to turn around and run away. However, he summoned up his courage, looked at Yang Feng and said, "master Yang, this is my site of bosuo mountain. I hope you can give me a face. Let's forget it."

"Ha ha!"

Yang fenglang smiled and said word by word, "give you face? What are you, qualified to let me give face? Your ancestors of bosuo mountain set a trap to lead me to bosuo mountain and kill it, but you still want me to give you face. "

Before leaving, Yang Feng knew that zhunv Qiulu had no grave and no bones at all. This was discovered by the military master's sister-in-law Baiyue, who asked Spider Web intelligence personnel to install it.

In other words, the ancestors of bosuo mountain had no sincerity at the beginning. They just set up a game to let him go and throw himself into the net.

"Since you two have jointly set up a trap to get rid of me, why should I give you face."

Step!

Yang Feng stood up, carried his hands and stepped out at random.

As he stepped out of this step, a strong air flow diffused from the soles of his feet along the earth.

"Brothers, let's go together and kill Yang Feng."

These masters of the holy sword palace, as well as the strong men of bosuo mountain, felt Yang Feng's powerful murderous spirit, and everyone quickly shot together.

"Cut!"

Boom!

Yang Feng waved his sword in the air, and a powerful sword spirit cut through the void and fell down.

Hoo Hoo!

The strong airflow, like a storm, rolled out of the restaurant.

When the violent air flow stopped, there were bodies lying on the cold ground in the courtyard.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

After killing them, Yang Feng took Zhang Wu, Xiao Hei, Wutong leaves, and then flew rapidly like meteors, and the direction they went to was the whirling mountain.

……

Courtyard!

Lin Xiong rubbed his eyes, looked at the scene in front of him in horror, and sighed: "powerful. Yang Feng's strength is really strong. Just under one sword, he killed nearly 20 experts, and killing two major experts is like killing pigs and dogs without the slightest hesitation."

"Father, I said that the young man must be a big man, but you just don't believe it." Lin Fei said.

"Feier..."

Looking at his son, Lin Xiong said seriously, "you have made a good impression on Yang Feng. In the future, the rise of our sect depends on you. You should curry favor with Yang Feng, hug others and don't be kicked by others."

……

And now!

In bosuo mountain, in a green peak and on the magnificent palace, an expert of Shengjian palace knelt respectfully in front of an old man.

This old man is their leader, Jianzu and jianchutian.

Beside Jian Chutian stood an old woman with white hair. She was the ancestor of bosuo mountain.

"What's going on?" Looking at the disciples kneeling on the ground in front of him, Jian Chutian asked angrily.

"Headmaster!"

The disciple knelt on the ground, trembling and honestly replied, "after we arrived at bosuo City, we went to Zuixian building to drink because it was still early, but those martial brothers actually abused Yang Feng and Purdue gate behind our backs."

Under the disciple's narration, Jian Chu's teeth clenched, clenched his fist, and a fierce light burst out in his eyes.

"Get out, you waste."

Jian Chutian roared, exhaled like a sword, and blew the disciple out in one breath.

"Jian Chutian, you see, he Yang Feng hasn't officially become the sect leader yet. He is so arrogant that he doesn't pay attention to your holy sword palace and kills your disciples at will. If he becomes the sect leader one day in the future, wouldn't he be more arrogant and dare to kill you?"

The ancestor of bosuo mountain fanned the flames and gave Yang Feng hatred.

The Taiyin Lord and elder Lei Yun looked calm.

Yang Feng is going to bosuo mountain today, so bosuo's ancestors specially invited them here.

......

Wutong, a group of people, flew quickly in the void. In the strong wind, the phoenix tree leaves were serious. "You should not kill the masters of the holy sword palace," he said. "Although the sword and Chu Tian led his master to go to the mountain, he may not be in the same mind as his old master."

"Elder martial sister, I know your worry, but all this depends on strength. If I am strong, Jian Chutian will not help bosuo Laozu. If I am not strong, even repeated tolerance will not help." Yang Feng said seriously.

"Yes!"

The Wutong leaf nodded, indicating reason.

Not far ahead, there is a tall mountain, which is whirling mountain.

On the vast land of China, the whirling mountain stands under the sky like Optimus Prime. Looking at the tall and majestic mountain, Yang Feng thinks of a man, star swordsman.

Four hundred years ago, the star swordsman came here to pursue his sweetheart, zhunv Qiulu. However, when he came to the bosuo mountain, the star swordsman was controlled by bosuo's ancestor, threw him into the ten thousand snake cave and suffered from the pain of ten thousand snakes. Zhunv Qiulu couldn't bear the torture of her beloved, so she was willing to be punished.

Finally, Qiu Lu, the Pearl girl, was sentenced to peeling.

Four hundred years ago, the terrible things that happened on this mountain seem to float in Yang Feng's mind one by one.

Hoo Hoo!

The breeze blew. In the wind, Yang Feng seemed to hear the scream of Pearl girl Qiulu and the painful voice of star swordsman.

You degenerate and prosperous, I'll be alone all my life!

You degenerate and prosperous, I'll be alone all my life!

In the wind, the song of resentment seemed to echo in Yang Feng's ears again and again before zhunv Qiulu died. After returning to his mind, Yang Feng clenched his fist, burst out a trace of light in his eyes, muttered to himself, and said, "master, zhunv Qiulu, after hundreds of years, I Yang Feng came to seek justice for you."

At the foot of the dark mountain stood a group of experts.

In the void, Yang Feng looked at those master in the mountains, and then went up with the Wutong ye and others.

"Ha ha!"

At the foot of the mountain, in the crowd, an expert looked at the sign in front, smiled and said, "brothers, although the whirling ancestors want us to kneel up the mountain, this is also a great gift to us."

I saw a sign in front with a line of words.

"If it's not my disciple, kneel and walk up the mountain."

It's obvious that it's not the members of the sect. If you want to go to bosuo mountain, you must walk on your knees. Bosuo mountain is so tall. If you walk on your knees, it's estimated to take half a day. It's still because these people are experts.

If you are an ordinary person, even if you kneel for a few days and nights, you can't walk up the whirling mountain.

"Ha ha!"

The master continued to smile and said, "you guys, as long as you can go up the whirling mountain, even if you kneel up, I'd like to."

"Yes, as long as we can go up the mountain, we are willing to walk on our knees."

The rest of the masters are all excited. For these ordinary masters, if they can go up the whirling mountain, they will be willing to go up on their knees!