Chapter 1635

Outside the hall!

There was a sudden rush of footsteps, and the sword and chutien came, Yang Feng and Wutong leaves, and Xiao Hei, and quickly walked out of the hall. Although there was no contradiction or conflict, there was no huge benefit, but now it is different.

The holy stone of Tianmen is very attractive. As long as you get it, you can study where, when and how to open the Tianmen of bosuo mountain.

"Boss."

When he walked out of the hall, Zhang Wu got up from the ground, patted the dust on his clothes and complained, "Xiao Hei bullied me. This little guy always likes to kick me. Boss, you have to avenge me."

Yang Fengbai glanced at the little brother. He really wasted the soul of the Yellow Emperor.

At the beginning, in order to revive Zhang Wu in the Yellow Emperor space, Yang Feng gave up a promotion opportunity, let the Yellow Emperor's soul enter Zhang Wu's body and awakened him. At that time, Gulu Jinxiang said that Zhang Wu's future achievements are very high because of the integration of the Yellow Emperor's soul.

But rotten wood cannot be carved. Zhang Wu is still a little gangster.

"Ha ha, sect leader Yang."

Jian Chutian came over with the star soul sword saint and the masters of the holy sword palace and said, "Lord Yang, you must have got the holy stone of Tianmen?"

"Yes, I really got the Tianmen holy stone."

Yang Feng didn't hide it. Although he knew it would lead to Jian Chutian's peeping, if he hid it, people would think he was afraid of Jian Chutian.

After learning that the holy stone of Tianmen was really on Yang Feng, Jian Chutian's eyes lit up, showing a trace of greed, and said, "Lord Yang, can you show me the holy stone of Tianmen? If you can, let's understand the mystery together. You Pudu gate and make a profit together with my holy sword palace."

"Why, this is our boss's chance. Why should I show you and benefit your holy sword palace?"

Zhang Wu tilted his eyes and stared at Jian Chutian discontentedly. The holy stone of Tianmen belongs to Yang Feng and his boss. Why should Jian Chutian benefit.

Yang Feng looked at the sword and said, "I'm sorry, I just got it, and I haven't had time to understand it. Why don't I tell you when I bring it back to the holy land of Kunlun and understand the mystery."

"Ha ha!"

Jian Chutian smiled and said, "Yang clan leader, you are really not enough friends and loyalty. You used to deal with bosuo mountain and bosuo old ancestor, but my sword Chutian and the experts of Shengjian palace didn't intervene, but now you get benefits and want to eat it alone."

"Yang Feng, do you want to own the holy stone of the heavenly gate and learn the secret of the heavenly gate of bosuo mountain alone?"

The star soul sword saint's eyes are cold. If it was normal, he must be afraid of Yang Feng, but now it's different. There is the ancestor sword Chu Tian.

"What's the matter? Do you want to do it? My eldest brother just doesn't give it. What can you do?"

Xiao Hei shouted angrily. With a gloomy look in his eyes, he looked at Jian Chutian and the experts of the holy sword palace coldly. The strong men of both sides immediately opened the formation as if they were going to fight.

"Lord Yang, you destroyed bosuo mountain, but my holy sword palace didn't do it. It's all right. You want to swallow it alone after you get the Tianmen holy stone. You don't pay attention to my holy sword palace. As the leader of the holy sword palace, where do you want me to face."

Boom!

On the body of Jian Chutian, there was a powerful pressure.

As Yang Feng guessed, before everyone was friendly, it was because there was no great interest, but now it is different. For the holy stone of Tianmen, Jian Chutian will turn over. Although the holy sword Palace also has Tianmen, the Tianmen of each sect door are different, and the opening time is also different.

Some sect leaders with a short life span may die early in their life before the day when the gate of heaven opens.

If Jian Chutian can get the Tianmen holy stone of bosuo mountain, as long as he understands the mystery and the way to open the Tianmen, he can forcibly open it even before the opening day. It's a big deal to destroy the Tianmen of bosuo mountain and kill chickens and eggs. Anyway, it's not to damage the Tianmen of his holy sword palace.

"Jian Chutian, do you want to do it?" Yang Feng asked when he saw the other party exerting pressure.

Hoo Hoo!

The wind came and the master of the two sides looked at each other, as if they were ready to do anything. But in the camp of both sides, there were very few strong men on the side of the Purdue gate, only Yang Feng, Wutong ye, Xiao Hei, and Zhang Wu.

On the other side of the holy sword palace, there are the sword Chu Tian, the star soul sword saint, and 99 swordsmanship masters.

Although there are few experts on his side, Yang Feng is still not afraid, because the big deal is a fight, and the winner is still unknown.

But it is impossible for him to take the initiative to hand over the Tianmen holy stone, because he will never bow to anyone.

In the strong wind, Jian Chutian slowly raised his head, looked at Yang Feng with cold eyes, and said seriously, "master Yang, my requirements are not high. I just want to understand the holy stone of Tianmen with you, find the Tianmen of bosuo mountain, and then make profits together. That's all. I have no other intention."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng, carrying his hands, smiled and said, "sword Chutian, we both have a word in advance. We look for treasures by luck and chance. Do you want to go back?"

"Lord Yang, I have a lot to say. As long as we can find the Tianmen gate of bosuo mountain together, I will never embarrass you." The sword is dignified.

"Jian Chutian, do you think you can threaten me?"

Yang Feng's voice was silent and low. If he had worn it a year or a few months ago, he would have been afraid of the sword.

But now it's different. Although at present, Yang Feng's strength is still not as good as the sword Chutian, but he can fight the enemy.

"Lord Yang, in this way, you won't give me face."

Jian Chutian is very domineering, but his domineering comes from having confidence, because there are a group of subordinates and a group of powerful experts behind him.

With so many men, he is not afraid of Yang Feng.

"Jian Chutian, if you want to do it, you have to think clearly, otherwise you won't turn back."

Whew!

Yang Feng is holding Xuanyuan sword. There are bursts of light sounds from the divine sword. A powerful momentum erupts from his body.

When he saw Xuanyuan sword, the sword Chutian showed a look of greed, but more jealousy. Xuanyuan sword and Tianmen holy stone all fell into Yang Feng's hands. Even if they were given the same to him, they were cheap to Yang Feng. Can he not hate it.

"Headmaster, there's no need to talk nonsense with them. If they don't hand over the holy stone of Tianmen, they'll go to war." The star soul sword Saint angrily said.

Boom!

Too suddenly, in the void, a terrible and powerful air wave came and rolled down like thousands of miles of streamer. This powerful energy, if the whole mount tai collapses, the mighty power is like nine days of thunder.

Click!

Overhead, the void broke in an instant.

No, not the void is broken, and the sky is broken.

This vast sky was broken and collapsed in an instant.

Terror!

powerful!

Suffocation!

tiny!

When the powerful energy appeared, many emotions floated in Yang Feng's heart one by one. At the moment, he only felt that he was very small, as small as a mole ant.

"Be careful, this is the power of the water god. The water god is coming." Wutong leaves be frightened and change color.

Boom!

Boom!

Go forward with great strength and vigour, and the mighty energy, even Yang Feng, is unable to resist. In a hurry, he quickly displays the Nong Nong Ding and protects Wutong ye and others.

Buzzing, buzzing!

After a strange sound came, the emperor Shen Nong tripod emanated from the red light. Then the God tripod became bigger and bigger, and Yang Feng, Wutong ye, Zhang Wu, and Xiao Hei were also protected.

"Headmaster!"

"Ah!"

The star soul sword Saint shouted, then died miserably in the streamer, and his body was annihilated in an instant.

"Come on, run, run..."

Jian Chutian roared loudly, turned and sped out.

Boom!

The golden light of thousands of miles galloped down the mat, and millions of light, like thousands of swords, penetrated the body of the sword Chutian.

"Ah ah!"

In the golden light, Jian Chutian screamed. Then, his body quickly became transparent and then disappeared in the golden light. As for the experts in the holy sword palace, they were also affected by the golden light and died in a moment.

"How strong!"

In the Shennong Ding, Yang Feng also felt that the momentum was so strong. Just for a moment, he killed jianchutian and destroyed all the experts in the holy sword palace.

Boom!

In the void, the golden streamer was divided into two and galloped in two directions. One streamer galloped towards the void in the north, while the other streamer galloped towards shennongding.

Silk!

The golden streamer, like a long sword, pierced the void of the north.

"Yi ah!"

In the distant void, there was a scream. It was the voice of Pearl girl Qiulu. She was dead.

She was thousands of miles away, but she was killed. Heifeng was so powerful that she deserved to be the God of water, one of the top level experts in the liudao palace. Before people appeared, Liuguang killed Qiulu thousands of miles away, and Chutian, the sword ancestor on the whirling mountain.

"Teacher mother!"

Hearing the sad cry of Qiulu in the distant space, Yang Feng cried out with heartache and wanted to rush out.

"Younger martial brother."

Wutong leaves firmly grasped Yang Feng, and said anxiously, "you must not go out, and go out to die."

"Teacher mother!"

Yang Feng clenched her fist and cried out in pain. Zhunv Qiulu was the lover of the star swordsman. Naturally, she was his teacher's mother. Qiulu originally wanted to go to the Huaibei river basin to guard the grave for the star swordsman, but unexpectedly, she was ruthlessly killed by the powerful water god Heifeng as soon as she recovered her memory.

Silk!

Another voice broke through the void. Then, the golden streamer condensed into a golden sword spirit and bombarded the Shennong Ding.

Buzzing, buzzing!

A red light broke out on the Shennong tripod. In ancient times, the artifacts of various emperors were different. The Xuanyuan sword of the Yellow Emperor was mainly a sharp weapon for killing and cutting, while the Shennong tripod of Shennong could not only refine everything in heaven and earth, but also a defensive artifact, but its attack power was very poor.

Dang!

After the golden sword Qi bombarded the Shennong tripod, it made an earth shaking sound.

Yang Feng and others in Shennong Ding were almost stunned.

Boom!

WOW!

The powerful afterwave of true Qi destroyed the whole whirling mountain and collapsed.

Fortunately, this powerful means only had one strike, and then disappeared. But even if there was only one strike, the power of the strike deeply shocked Yang Feng's heart and made him realize that the emperor of heaven was powerful. This was only the God of water, one of the six masters under the emperor of heaven. It was so powerful and terrible. If the emperor of heaven himself appeared in person, the general of Pudu would be like an ant.

Boom!

When the golden light disappeared, I saw a figure wrapped in the golden light and quickly flew to the void. It was the whirling ancestor.

no

It's not bosuo Lao Zu, but his soul. The water god Heifeng killed everyone in the holy sword palace, then Qiulu, and then took away bosuo Lao Zu's soul. This powerful strength is the most powerful expert Yang Feng has ever seen so far.