Chapter 1657

Yecha!

Yang Feng took Saint Roland and and LAN Xuelong and quickly walked towards the gate of the saint hall. Many people in line talked and complained that Lan's family's status in the yecha family was no longer the original royal family, so these people didn't give LAN Xuelong face.

"This old man can still be the patriarch. Under his leadership, the life of our yecha family is getting more and more sad." A yecha expert despised him.

"Yes, this old man should abdicate."

"Everyone, as far as I can see, the LAN family should get out of the yecha clan."

Listening to the comments of those people, LAN Xuelong shook his head helplessly and sighed secretly. In fact, he has tried his best. No matter who is the patriarch, the situation of yecha clan cannot be changed. If Huang Shiren is the patriarch, it is estimated that the situation of yecha clan will be worse.

"Patriarch LAN!"

In the crowd, a yecha expert came out, stopped LAN Xuelong and said seriously, "if you want to celebrate the saint's birthday, please line up. Don't think you can jump the queue with two young people."

"Get out!"

LAN blood dragon roared. At least he was also the head of yecha family. How could he be bullied by these people.

"Ha ha!"

The master smiled and said, "clan leader LAN, aren't you very docile? Why are you angry today? But even if you are angry, I'm not afraid of you, because your family is not what it used to be, and it's no longer the royal family."

Hoo Hoo!

LAN Xuelong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. If it weren't for the saint's hall, he would have done it long ago.

Yang Feng glanced at the man with cold eyes and said, "you'd better shut up, or I'll make you never speak."

"Ha ha!"

The master smiled, looked at the companions behind him and said, "you have heard that, this little young man is so ashamed that I can never speak."

"Ha ha!"

Those masters also laughed one after another and felt that Yang Feng was overkill.

"Boy, you..."

The man seemed to want to say something, but his pupils suddenly dilated and then stood still.

"Hello!"

Several experts behind him said in a voice: "speak quickly. The young man is not ashamed. Do you want to make you never speak? Say a few words and let him listen."

But the man was still standing there, silent

"There are 100 pairs of jade spirit corals for the yecha family Qingmu immortal. I wish you a blessing like the East China Sea and a longer life than Nanshan."

"The leader of the volcano of the yecha family has a special supply of 100000 tons of Lingshi. I wish the sage a long life."

"The first world Hongwu gate offers three ten thousand year divine fruits..."

Outside the palace, a doorman kept shouting. Whenever someone sent a tribute, he would read it.

"Hey, where's your tribute?"

Seeing the three young men walking with clean hands, the doorman shouted and said discontentedly, "today is the 10000 year old birthday of the saint. You Dalits are qualified to participate. You have been honoring your ancestors for 18 generations. Do you dare to come empty and look for death?"

Ignoring the anger of the doorman, Yang Feng said calmly, "Zhang San, a yecha family, specially sent a coffin. I wish the sage a reincarnation as soon as possible."

Without thinking, the doorman directly repeated: "yecha family Zhang San, specially sent a coffin. I wish the sage a reincarnation as soon as possible."

"This!"

Just after reading, the door boy realized his mistake, so he opened his big mouth and stared at Yang Feng in amazement.

Maybe he made a mistake because he reported too much.

Those experts who lined up to give gifts also looked pale and scared to death.

.....

And now!

In the palace, the sage Liu Tianhe was receiving the praise of the people, but at this time, a voice came: "yecha family Zhang San, specially sent a coffin. I wish the sage a reincarnation as soon as possible."

"Yecha family Zhang San sent a coffin. I wish the sage a reincarnation as soon as possible."

The sound seemed to echo in the palace again and again.

Zhang San!

Who is Zhang San? These experts look around. It seems that there is no Zhang San in the yecha family. Even if there is, he is an unknown small role and is definitely not a big man. Such an unknown person is not qualified to come to congratulate the little saint on his birthday, let alone deliver the coffin.

"Ha ha!"

Liu Tianhe smiled coldly. Although he was not angry, the experts in the palace knew that the sage was angry.

When the saint is angry, he will bury millions of corpses, and the yecha family will be unlucky. Maybe their people here will follow him and be killed by the man named Zhang San.

"Sage, calm down!"

Huang Shiren first knelt on the ground and raised his hands as if praying to heaven.

"Sage, calm down!"

"Sage, calm down!"

WOW!

Then, all the masters in the palace knelt down neatly and knelt down to Liu Tianhe one after another.

"Sage, calm down!"

Outside the palace, those experts who lined up to give gifts immediately knelt down, either on the roadside or on the ground when they heard the sound from the palace. In short, wherever they could kneel, they were full of people. In the cold wind, everyone trembled as if it was very cold.

"Lan blood dragon!"

A yecha expert was furious and said, "as the head of your family, how can you offend the sage? Do you want to kill yecha?"

"Do you want everyone of the yecha clan to be buried with you?"

Countless pairs of blood red eyes looked at the LAN blood dragon murderously and wanted to rush up and kill it. He was pulling hatred for the people of the yecha family. Such behavior like him will lead to the destruction of the yecha family and fall into the abyss.

Under the gate, the doorman was still gaping with his mouth open. What did he say just now? He dared to report such a gift loudly. Isn't this trying to die?

"Boy, you..."

When the doorman came back, he roared and wanted to fight Yang Feng.

"Pa!"

Yang Feng slapped the doorman directly and flew into the palace. Then he said to Saint Laurent and LAN Xuelong, "let's go in."

"OK."

Saint Laurent nodded slightly and followed Yang Feng.

LAN Xuelong was very nervous and even trembling, because he didn't know whether the family fortune gamble would fail. In ancient times, his yecha family failed twice, resulting in a sharp decline. From then on, he couldn't recover. This time, his yecha family couldn't lose or afford to lose.

"God, what does LAN Xuelong want?"

"This old fellow, doesn't he want to live?"

"If he doesn't want to live, he'll kill himself on the pillar. Don't bother my Yasha family."

"The seven grade official in front of the prime minister's door, LAN Xuelong not only sent the coffin to the saint, but also the young man around him slapped the saint's doorman to death."

The yecha masters outside the palace were frightened and frightened, as if the end of the world had come.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we go in on our knees and climb in. We must pray for the grace and Atonement of the saints."

A group of people lined up and hurriedly knelt towards the palace.

......

And now!

A figure quickly flew into the square of the palace from the outside of the palace, hit the high platform, and died at the foot of Liu Tianhe.

Because the palace is very large, it takes some time for Yang Feng to hit the doorman under the high platform after slapping him.

Liu Tianhe's doorman died miserably. He hit the platform directly and died at the foot of Liu Tianhe.

Before he died, he was unwilling because he worked hard for Liu Tianhe for so many years. He finally got a doorman and finally appeared in public, but he was slapped and killed.

"This..."

Sisi!

Everyone took a breath. Who is it? Which Wang Ba egg offended Liu Tianhe so much? Isn't he afraid of death.

Even if he is not afraid of death, don't implicate the yecha clan and everyone.

Liu Tianhe smiled coldly and carried his hands. There were really people who were not afraid of death. Unexpectedly, someone dared to make trouble.

But he was not afraid of trouble, he was afraid that no one would dare to come, because he could kill.

"Sage, calm down!"

On the square of the palace, many experts knelt on the ground and kept begging.

"Ha ha!"

Liu Tianhe, on the high platform, still smiled coldly and said calmly, "the yecha family's wife has been flat these years, so I can't find some fun. Since someone is willing to set up a platform today, I'll see the excitement."

"Sage, calm down!"

Those people kneeling on the ground kept kowtowing and even broke their heads, but even so, they still didn't dare to neglect. If Liu Tianhe could calm his anger with their broken heads, then all this was worth it.

"Who on earth is it and who dares to offend the sage? Get out, get out and die. "

Countless people looked around, trying to find this man and kill him.

Whoosh!

Just as the crowd roared angrily, three figures flashed past and stood in the square.

In the huge square, all the dark people knelt down, but three people stood like standing out of the crowd.

They are Yang Feng, Saint Laurent and LAN Xuelong.

Liu Tianhe's cold eyes, like a sword, looked at the three Yang Feng. The cold voice said, "you killed my doorman and sent me a coffin?"

"Yes, exactly." Yang Feng carried his hands and answered without saying a word or feeling inferior.

"Good, good." Liu Tianhe nodded calmly, but he didn't get angry.

After all, he is a saint at least. He won't roar and roar easily.

Facing Liu Tianhe, LAN Xuelong was under great pressure, just like Mount Tai. Although he had decided before and made up his mind, he was still frightened.

After all, Liu Tianhe is a saint who controls the life and death of the whole family of his yecha family. He just thinks that the matter is now done, so LAN Xuelong pretends to be calm.

"Lan Xuelong, it seems that your clan leader doesn't want to do it. Are you old and confused? To die. " The cold voice of Liu Tianhe came.

"Saint, i..."

In the cold wind, Liu Tianhe trembled, because the sage's breath was too strong. He was too weak in front of Liu Tianhe, as weak as mole ants.

"Lan blood dragon!"

Those experts of yecha clan knelt on the ground, roared loudly and said, "if you want to die, find a place to bury yourself alive. Don't bother us, don't bother me, yecha clan."

"Lan Xuelong, are you old and confused? How dare you offend the sage? You're pushing our family down the fire pit. "

The roaring voice of countless people came like rolling thunder. These people wanted to stand up and break up the LAN blood dragon.