Chapter 1661

Yecha!

In the air of the saint's hall, there were many strong people standing. Those experts were shocked when they saw Liu Tianhe below, surrounded by a black real dragon.

"Saint! The sage shines on Kyushu! "

"The sage's divine light shines!"

Countless people are shouting, shouting loudly. They should use the most enthusiastic cry to express their lofty tribute to Liu Tianhe. Of course, they are also afraid that the anger of the saints will eventually spread to them.

"Quickly, kneel down to the saint and pray that God will give the saint the supreme magic power to kill Yang Feng, the leader of Purdue gate."

In the crowd, I don't know which master shouted. Then, the dense strong people knelt in vain and shouted.

Looking at these people who are willing to degenerate, LAN Xuelong is distressed, but he knows that these people are because of fear, because of fear, that's why.

"Yang Feng, you killed my son. I will bury my son with your blood and the lives of all the people in your Purdue gate."

Boom!

Liu Tianhe roared, and the magic real dragon sped down quickly. The huge dark real dragon shattered this space and time.

Buzzing, buzzing!

The huge magic real dragon made the sound of dragon chanting, opened its teeth and claws, flew like a lightning bolt, frantically rolled down the mat and attacked. This space was shattered by the magic real dragon, and pieces of silver white empty fragments fell like snowflakes.

The power of magic came suddenly.

The huge black dragon gives Yang Feng great pressure, just like Mount Tai. Liu Tianhe's strength is even stronger than Si Zhongheng. No wonder he has no fear.

Space smash!

Boom!

Yang Feng's hands made a mark in the void, and then quickly made a seal.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the space was broken. Within tens of thousands of meters, all the space turned into powder in an instant. The huge black real dragon also disappeared in the space crushing.

WOW!

Like the storm of interstellar riots, it devastated the surrounding areas madly at a terrible speed.

Click!

Click!

The saint's palace was destroyed in an instant. The palace has existed for 100000 years. It was a temple specially established by the emperor of heaven to suppress the yecha people, but today it was destroyed by Yang Feng in the battle with Liu Tianhe.

The dust all over the sky is rolling and surging, spreading around like a mushroom cloud, blocking out the sky and the sun for a time.

When the rolling boulders and the dust all over the sky disappeared one after another, the magnificent palace at the bottom of magic mountain had disappeared and was razed to the ground.

"Yang Feng, your strength is really good, but unfortunately you are only a quasi saint. If you are given another hundred years to promote you to Xiaosheng, I may not be your opponent, but you have no chance." Liu Tianhe's loud voice, like thunder, shook the space.

"Ha ha!"

Yang fenglang smiled and said, "why do you need a hundred years to deal with you? Now."

"Arrogance and arrogance, die."

Boom!

Liu Tianhe drank again, and a golden spear fell from the sky.

WOW!

Around the golden spear, there were layers of magic light, bursts of flowing lines surging rapidly, and the terrible breath was like the gods coming to the world on the sky.

A void!

A golden spear seems to be the world.

Rolling and threatening, the power of magic, rumbled down and pressed out, and the earth below trembled and shook quickly.

"Saint!"

"Magic gun!"

The powerful people of the yecha family in the void, as well as those experts from the outside world, knelt in the air and shouted loudly. In this life, we can see the saints. They die without regret. It is rare for strong people of this level to make a move in a hundred years, but they also admire Yang Feng. They have such strong strength to compete with the saints for so long.

"Sage, invincible."

In this loud voice, the golden spear fell from the sky, and the runes surging and spreading layer by layer were like the laments of the world.

Star sword!

Sword of the king!

In a hurry, Yang Feng quickly displayed these two kinds of kendo, but now, these two kinds of Kendo have been integrated by him, successfully and perfectly integrated.

Boom!

A thousand feet of sword, like a giant pillar, roared into the sky.

Quiet!

At this moment, the world seemed quiet. There was no sound. In the void, the golden spear and Yang Feng's sword collided with each other.

Boom!

When the world was quiet for a few seconds, the huge explosion came, and a terrible air wave tore the space directly.

Silk!

The cracks in the vast space spread like lightning, as if the space of the yecha family was divided into two parts.

Whoosh!

Under the huge air wave and powerful magic power, a human figure quickly flew out, and this human figure is Yang Feng.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Yang Feng flying out, Liu Tianhe laughed comfortably. In the strong wind, his dark hair danced quickly“ Yang Feng, this saint, I thought you were so strong. It turns out that you just want to resist the emperor of heaven. "

Failed!

Those masters in the void rubbed their eyes. Did they lose? Did Yang Feng die like this.

"I thought how strong Yang Feng was. It turned out that he was so strong that he was not the opponent of the sage." An expert said angrily.

"But Yang Feng can fight with the sage for so long, which is already very powerful. If we were to change, it is estimated that the sage can easily kill us with only one look."

"Yang Feng is simply a scum and a disgrace to our yecha family. Everyone, please ask the sage to destroy this scum of our yecha family."

These experts were filled with righteous indignation, as if Yang Feng was a natural enemy of the people and a rat crossing the street, so everyone shouted.

"Ask the sage to kill Yang Feng."

"Ask the sage to destroy the scum of my yecha family."

The neat voice came, and countless experts of yecha clan shouted at the same time, but although this is their voice, it may not be their heart.

Saint Laurent in the void trembled, because she didn't expect Yang Feng to lose so quickly.

All this is like a dream, which is so illusory and so real.

"God, do you really want to kill my yecha clan?"

The LAN blood dragon roared and vomited blood, almost in a coma.

"Grandpa."

Saint Laurent immediately held LAN Xuelong and said anxiously, "don't be anxious. We have to trust Yang Feng. We have to trust him. We can beat Liu Tianhe."

LAN Xuelong looked decadent, as if he was ten years old again. His son-in-law and daughter had died. If his nephew Yang Feng had an accident, he must not have the courage to live.

"Ask the sage to kill Yang Feng."

"Ask the sage to get rid of this scum for our yecha family."

The neat sound, like a torrent of steel, surged in the sky.

Dong!

In the void, Liu Tianhe stepped out step by step, and his magic surged around him. His loud voice said, "Yang Feng, you offended the saint, so you deserve to die."

"You killed the son of the saint, so you deserve to die."

Liu Tianhe stepped out step by step, as if with each step, his momentum would be stronger, and his dark hair would increase by one point.

Like a God, he stepped into the air step by step.

Seeing that Yang Feng was seriously injured below, he could only barely support Yang Feng standing on the ground. Liu Tianhe Bing's voice continued: "you shouldn't offend this saint, you shouldn't make enemies with this saint, you kill my son, and I'll destroy your whole family."

You kill my son, I will destroy your whole family!

Liu Tianhe's words, like a magic sound, echoed again and again between heaven and earth.

But just then, Yang Feng suddenly looked up and said with a cold smile, "really? In that case, I will let you see with your own eyes how I destroyed your eighteenth generation. "

I found Yang Feng's cold eyes and strange smile. A bad feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of Liu Tianhe's heart.

Buzz!

At this moment, a huge ancient tripod quickly soared into the sky and shrouded down like the sky.

Boom!

At the next moment, Yang Feng and Liu Tianhe disappeared at the same time, but under the mountain, there was a super huge ancient tripod, which was almost as big as magic mountain.

"Well, what's going on?"

Looking at the ancient tripod like the sky, LAN Xuelong looked at a loss. He didn't know what happened and why the giant tripod suddenly appeared, and his nephew and Liu Tianhe disappeared at the same time.

Saint Laurent smiled. At this moment, she finally understood that it was not Yang Feng's inability to fight against Liu Tianhe, but that she was worried about the other party's escape.

It is very difficult to kill a saint, because once there is a disaster of extinction, the saint will open the space-time portal of the place of origin and escape at any time through space-time transmission. In the previous battle of Kunlun, Yang Feng let the little Saint escape.

"Ha ha!"

In the void, an expert laughed loudly and said, "everyone, Yang Feng is really stupid. He wants to trap the sage with this ancient tripod, but he may not expect to trap himself."

"Yes, it must be. Yang Feng is not the opponent of the sage, so he came up with this stupid way to trap the sage with the ancient tripod, but he didn't expect to catch himself in."

"Ha ha, I'm sure that when the ancient tripod is opened, it must be a saint, and Yang Feng, the scum of our yecha family, has long been frustrated."

"Ladies and gentlemen, we'd better kneel down first. When the saint comes out, he will see our kneeling at the first time. In this way, his mood may be better."

"Yes, yes, kneel down, kneel down first."

WOW!

Many people knelt outside the Shennong tripod, ready to welcome the emergence of the sage Liu Tianhe.

.......

And now!

Shennongding, in this huge void, Liu Tianhe is in a flowing cloud. He looks around. Where on earth does this block the sense of holy Qi, the place of his origin? It's really strange.

WOW!

The rolling clouds quickly drifted around, and then a man stepped out in the air, which was Yang Feng.

After stepping forward, Yang Feng smiled coldly and said, "Liu Tianhe, you must be very curious. You want to know where this is. It doesn't hurt to tell you. This is Shennong Ding space."

Shennongding space!

Liu Tianhe's eyes showed greed. Shennong Ding was a treasure. As long as Yang Feng was killed, the treasure would be his, his.

In his greed, there seemed to be a voice shouting in the depths of his heart. If he killed Yang Feng and Yang Feng, he must get the Shennong Ding. Such an important treasure must belong to him. If he could not get the Shennong Ding, it would be more painful than losing his son.