Chapter 533

The corners of his mouth always wear a confident smile. Under the attention of the public, Yang Feng landed gracefully from the sky.

At this time, the bright moon overhead is his spotlight; This whole battlefield is his stage.

No matter how arrogant and terrible the old devil was. But at this moment, people feel from the bottom of their hearts that the protagonist of this war has changed.

This great Xia is the real character tonight. The previous ghost king was just warming up for others.

As soon as he came out, he robbed all the limelight here. The ghost King stared at the familiar figure closely. His beard shook hard and roared: "great Xia, why do you have to make such a big show every time you appear? Are you bored? If you want to fight, what airs do you put on?"

"You care about me? If you have seed, you can put it? Cut!"

Rolling over his eyes, Yang Feng fell to the ground with a sneer on his face.

When they saw that he finally appeared, they couldn't help but look excited. Yan Tianxing said with tears: "great Xia Yang, you're finally here. If you don't come again, we'll be destroyed."

"Even if I come now, you seem to have been destroyed by others. What's the matter? You've been hit by so many people?"

With a slight shush in his eyes, Yang Fenghuan looked at the people around him with a faint golden light in his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Feng, with his holy soul, heart and fire, can naturally feel the flame mark engraved in the soul of everyone present.

But he didn't expect to be engraved so much. It seems that the skill of the ghost king has increased greatly.

Some people lowered their heads in shame. Yan Tianxing sighed helplessly, "Alas, it's troublesome for you, great Xia Yang."

"Don't say that. They are all brothers. Leave it to me!"

He patted him on the shoulder and said a word of relief. After giving reassuring eyes to the surrounding friends who trusted him, Yang Feng looked up and stared at the ghost king at the top of the tree, gently shook the folding fan and smiled: "Yo, old ghost, didn't you agree that we will fight alone when the moon is full tonight? Why did you fight in advance? Is it interesting to bully these weak children? You have a long face, don't you?"

Uh... Children?

The poison King scratched their cheeks in embarrassment. The other Wulin experts shook their heads with an embarrassed smile.

what the hell!

I think their experts from all sects are famous people in the Jianghu. As a result, they have become weak children in the mouth of this God loser.

This is because people are really much stronger than us. They really don't like us. They still intend to bury us. Alas!

He smacked his mouth twice. Everyone was dissatisfied. They didn't believe that the great Xia, no matter how powerful he was, could he be better than them?

Only the ghost King nodded and laughed: "Daxia Yang, you can't blame me! They came to die by themselves. Didn't I bite the meat? Hahaha... It's Daxia Yang. Why are you so late? If you come a little later, I'm afraid my whole black soul tree has spread throughout the Nanzhao empire."

"Oh, I can't help it. I can't catch up with a few cumbersome things. Moreover, in order to show my attention to the duel, I saw a ready-made clothes shop on the road, so I went in and chose a white robe and a paper folding fan as decoration. Does it make me more handsome?"

"Yes, indeed. Great Xia Yang really loves his clothes. Even the disaster of the resurrection of my black soul tree can be forgotten, and I have leisure and elegance to run to pick clothes. I really admire your composure, ha ha!" sneered. The ghost King hugged Yang Feng from a distance, but his heart was itching with hate.

Before dueling with him, Yang Feng was so relaxed that he obviously didn't pay attention to him.

I'll let you have a good taste of the power of the black soul tree, hum!

The ghost King's heart and abdomen are Fei.

The rest of the crowd also looked stunned and couldn't help looking at it.

They all face the ghost king like great enemies. Why is this great Xia so comfortable? Is he reliable or not?

Only those familiar with Yang Feng understand that others have this strength and confidence.

He gently shook the folding fan and blew his elegant bangs. Yang Feng tilted his mouth, folded the fan and pointed to the top of the tree: "stop talking nonsense and let's fight. But before that, according to the agreement, let's put my horse first... Er, bah, Princess yunzhan let go, and let's fight a fair battle!"

"Don't let go!"

"What are you talking about?"

"I can't let go!"

There was a strange arc across the corner of his mouth, and the ghost King sneered.

Yang Feng's ears moved, his face suddenly sank, and he shouted, "old ghost, although you are not a good person, I always respect you very much and am quite trustworthy. How can you go back on your word when things come to an end? Even if you revive the black soul tree, you are still afraid of me? Do you want to take hostages to threaten me? You have no confidence in your black soul tree."

"No, I have confidence in my little sapling, but I just won't let it go!"

"Why?"

"Who made you pretend like that just now? I can't see it. Hum!"

A thick breath came out of his nostrils, but a black root suddenly sprang out, strangled yunzhan's neck and hung her up.

"Great Xia, if you want me to release the princess, you should kneel down and knock your head three times!"

"What are you talking about?"

"I asked you to kneel down and kowtow to me!"

He stared at him fiercely. The ghost King gnashed his teeth and said, "I've had enough of your sultry for such a long time. I must make you bow to me before I officially solve you. Do you hear me? Kneel down quickly!"

"Daydreaming, what are you and deserve me to kneel?"

"If you don't kneel, the cloud will die!"

His eyes suddenly stared, and the ghost King roared. The roots wrapped around yunzhan's neck couldn't help tightening up.

"Yes, kneel down quickly, great Xia, God loser, and beg for mercy on our master, Jie!" those members of the black soul sect were dancing, whistling and teasing while watching the war.

Staring at the evil eyes of the ghost king, Yang Feng grabbed his fist and wanted to spit fire in his eyes.

The ghost king also stared at him fiercely, with expectation in his eyes. His face was full of ferocity, and roared: "you should kneel quickly..."

Touch!

However, before he finished his words, suddenly, a loud bang came from behind him. He was cut for no reason.

Who?

Although this knife did him no harm, it still made him angry. It was unforgivable that someone dared to attack him behind his back.

Suddenly turned his head, the ghost king saw a face full of grief and anger: "this knife is for my grandfather!"

"Is that you?"

He looked up and down at his clothes. They were the clothes of the forbidden guards. The ghost king was immediately surprised and said, "aren't you a member of my black soul sect?"

"I'm undercover!"

Dugu Hai's eyes were red, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "also, I'm the big disciple of God loser. My master will never and can't kneel to you bastard!"

"Bastard!"

The ghost King's eyes were full of killing intention.

Yang Feng's eyes brightened. Taking advantage of his amazing time, he came to yunzhan in a flash. With a hand knife, he cut off the black roots around her and saved yunzhan. At the same time, he laughed and said, "ah Hai, you are worthy of being a good disciple of the teacher. You have made contributions this time and decided to be the teacher. From now on, you will be the eldest disciple of our school, ha ha!"