Chapter 402

Wrapped in layers of hot air waves, Yang Feng and ChiYan old devil stood there quietly, motionless.

However, Yang Feng's expression was calm without any change, but the ChiYan old devil's eyes were dull and had long lost his previous divine light.

Especially at this time, the red burning old devil's forehead, on Yang Feng's index finger, seemed so strange. And the top is too deep. It's basically at the root of the index finger. It shouldn't be

Goo Doo!

He swallowed his saliva difficultly. Everyone around him was sweating and his back was cold.

Yang Feng ignored their frightened look, just pushed the old man's body gently, and the old man fell straight on his back. In addition to being puzzled, there was deep fear in his eyes.

A bloody hole in the center of his forehead was so dazzling.

After shaking the blood on his index finger, Yang Feng took out a rag and wiped it, threw it away directly, shrugged slightly and said with a smile: "everyone just saw it. I didn't do anything just now. He didn't move. He bumped it on my finger. Is there any family member in his family? Don't deceive me, ha ha ha!"

Monster!

His face couldn't stop pumping hard. When the people around him heard him say so, they couldn't help being more timid and changed their complexion.

Just now everyone saw with their own eyes that ChiYan old devil made every effort to attack the great Xia.

In this case, even the third-order peak strongman of zhanhuang should not fight hard. He should hurry to avoid his front. If you can take this punch hard, you are already a peerless strong man. It is also rare in the whole Wulin.

However, the great Xia, the God cock, stood there motionless and let the old devil hit him with all his strength. It didn't matter. He even used his forward inertia to directly touch his index finger, and one finger pierced the eyebrow of the old devil.

In the whole process, he killed a generation of strong people without making a move at all.

What a terrible strength it is.

First of all, his defense has become amazing. Under the condition of ChiYan old devil, he can't hurt a hair. Who can hurt him in the world.

With this in mind, the top leaders of the black soul sect finally knew why their master looked frightened and jumpy when he mentioned the great Xia.

Now I see it, it's really an evil spirit against the sky.

I couldn't help it. The demons of the evil cult kept retreating. The old man in black and the gandiro in the palace walked back and forth, completely flustered. There was no half of the hero's appearance, and they clearly became a group of frightened children.

"What to do, what to do, what to do..."

"Where is the ghost king? I hope you can tell me in the spirit of international friendship of helping others. Otherwise... I don't like killing. Please don't force me, can you?"

Outside the hall, Yang Feng glanced at the people present and asked again.

However, everyone was trembling, frightened and silent.

Yang Feng's face sank slightly and suddenly roared, "for the last time, where is the ghost king? If no one says, I'll kill him!"

Shua!

As soon as the voice fell, everyone raised their hands and pointed to the Longevity Palace.

Yang Feng's mouth turned up, nodded with great satisfaction and praised: "good boy, those who know current affairs are heroes, ha ha ha!"

"Shit, these traitors!"

The old man in black had a heavy face and was almost crying.

Then Yang Feng strode to Wanshou Palace, but when he heard Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shu

"Don't you think it's hard to talk big?"

As soon as his eyes booed, Yang Feng raised a finger directly without saying a word, pointed to the high-level leaders of the black soul sect who poured in like locusts, and shouted: "fireball mechanism gun!"

Suddenly

Suddenly, a group of fire like raindrops shot at the experts, but in a moment, they were turned into ashes, dust everywhere, not even a body.

Screams and wails continued.

Massacre, naked massacre.

In front of Yang Feng's strong strength, these peerless strong men who run all over the world and rarely meet their opponents are just a group of mole ants at this moment.

Yang Feng was like carrying a Gatling machine gun, sweeping the murderers in the way into a blood mist one by one.

The old man in black in the hall looked at all this and his heart was dripping blood.

These are the main backbone of their black soul sect. They're gone now.

However, he can't help it. At this moment, he is a mud Bodhisattva crossing the river. He can't protect himself. How can he protect his men?

The top priority is how to escape from this terrible God loser.

Thinking so, the old man in black turned his eyes and immediately looked at the iron war clothes who were seriously injured and couldn't afford to fall to the ground, and suddenly had an idea. He took a step forward, grabbed the old man and went to the back door: "old man, be a hostage to me."

"Inhumane, come with me!"

Then the old man in black called Shang Jun Bu Ren together.

Seeing this, Jun Bu Ren felt a joy on his face and a warm current flowed through his heart. I never thought that the master would think of himself when he ran away.

Touch!

At this time, a loud noise came out. Yang Feng had killed hundreds of mole ants outside and broke into the door. When he saw that the iron war clothes were caught by an old man in black, he immediately smiled: "ghost king, it's not easy for me to find you at last. Let's catch it. You have the right to remain silent now, but every word you say will become..."

"Ten thousand trees come!"

Hoo!

However, before he finished, a loud drink suddenly sounded, and countless green trees and vines suddenly rushed out of the ground, instantly wrapped Yang Feng in it and completely isolated him.

When his face sank, Yang Feng couldn't help rolling his eyes and yelling, "shit, gandiro, is it you again this time? I haven't finished my words. I interrupted my impromptu performance before I finished reading the standard police and bandit lines. It's impolite. I won't tear down your bones if I catch you."

Touch!

With a slight wave of his hand, the whole forest in front of him collapsed immediately.

Yang Feng entered the Longevity Palace and looked around, but there were no more figures of the old man in black, gandiro, Jun Buren and tie Zhanyi. Only the emperor with a bloody mouth, the other four Royal priests with pale faces, and the frightened hada hid in a remote corner, shrunk his head and only showed a big ass.

"Great Xia Yang, you are here at last."

Seeing that he had finally come to save himself, the emperor came to him in tears and complained, "that old man is really not human. You see, he beat me. Ouch, Daxia Yang, they attacked the imperial city last night. Why did you arrive this morning?"

"Because I want to cooperate with my slogan!"

"Ah? Slogan?"

"Yes, I'm the best at sunrise in the East. So I must fall from the sky at sunrise to show the momentum of my slogan!"

Uh!

The emperor looked at Yang Feng stupidly and said, "that's why you took so long to come?"

"Eh, your majesty, don't be emotional. I'm a great Xia. I represent justice. I naturally have to be dignified when I appear, so as to frighten the demons. Just like just now, when I appeared, with the rising sun as the background, did I raise my image to be tall and powerful? Do you think I'm three points more handsome than usual when you see me now?"

HMM... I didn't see you more handsome. I saw you even worse. It's a pity that no one can beat you. Alas!

Shaking his head, the emperor smiled bitterly, but quickly responded. At last, he looked solemn and said hurriedly: "by the way, Daxia Yang, hurry, go and save the old ancestor. He was taken away as a hostage by the old devil."

"I know. I'm going to save him right away, but who let you drag me to talk so much nonsense? Otherwise, I would have saved him at this time."

"Ah? Then it's my fault?"

"Do you blame me?"

When Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, he looked up at him. The emperor's face trembled and nodded brightly, "er... Blame me, blame me, blame me for being talkative, all right, alas!"