Chapter 1677 (1/2)
In the space, Lei Zu and Si Zhongheng look murderous. Even though Yang Feng has stronger strength after receiving the energy of candle nine Yin, they are still not afraid.
”Ha ha!”
Si Zhongheng smiled and said, ”those wastes are dead. Next, let's fight the three of you.”
”Ha ha!”
Lei Zu also smiled with joy and said, ”Yang Feng, three to two, the two of us fight against the three of you. You still take advantage.”
”No need.”
Yang Feng looked calm and said, ”I'm enough to kill you two.”
At the end of his speech, he turned to Saint Laurent and LAN blood dragon and said, ”step back. No matter what happens, you can't do it.”
”OK.”
Saint Laurent hesitated for a moment, then took LAN blood dragon and retreated, far away from 100000 meters. Although the distance of 100000 meters is very far, the saint's battle fluctuates greatly, so this distance is not far. They are unable to fight.
Yang Feng fought with one against two against the little Saint Si Zhongheng and the quasi Saint Lei Zu. Even if she and LAN Xuelong wanted to fight, they were powerless.
WOW!
Hoo Hoo!
In the void, gusts of wind blew up. The LAN blood dragon in the distance looked at Yang Feng's lonely back, and he was deeply worried.
”Grandpa, don't worry. I believe Yang Feng will destroy Si Zhongheng and Lei Zu.” Saint Laurent's tone was affirmative, because Yang Feng was her man, so she believed it.
”I also believe in Yang Feng.” LAN Xuelong also smiled, but he still had no bottom in his heart.
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Strong winds and hurricanes formed a strong airflow in the void. Yang Feng looked at them with cold eyes and said majestically, ”Si Zhongheng, you have escaped once. This time I promise you can't escape again. As for Lei Zu, I will make you regret and regret being the enemy of our Pudu gate.”
”Ha ha!”
Lei Zu laughed aloud. He was carrying his hands like a god of war and said, ”Yang Feng, I hope your strength is as strong as your tone, otherwise you will disappoint me.”
”Yang Feng, today is your time of death, and the tomb space of candle Jiuyin will also become your tomb.”
Si Zhongheng's loud voice, like thunder, spread through the void, and a powerful spirit of sage surged on him.
”Come on, fight. Let's understand gratitude and resentment in this void and in the tomb of the candle nine Yin great God. The first war will win and lose, and the first war will determine life and death.”
World War I is divided!
World War I determines life and death!
Roar!
The sound of Yang Feng spread to the ears of Saint Laurent and LAN blood dragon in the distance.
A war is a victory, a war is life and death!
His voice, once again diffuse out, spread to the Dragon abyss outside the space.
And now!
In the ten thousand dragon abyss, Jianxiong, many experts in the holy sword palace, as well as those strong scattered practitioners, stood under the huge holy light. When Yang Feng's loud voice came, these experts were very excited, as if they saw the end of Yang Feng's fall.
”Ha ha, we're going to fight at last. Everyone, Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu gate, is finally going to fight with the little saint and Lei Zu.” An expert said excitedly.
”Just Yang Feng, how can he be a saint and Lei Zu's opponent? Although he is very strong, fighting alone may win, I'm sure that once the saint joins hands with Lei Zu, Yang Feng will certainly not be an opponent and will die without a place to bury.” Another master affirmed.
”Yes, there is no doubt that Yang Feng will die. The leader of the Pudu sect is so hateful that he wants to dominate the treasures of the candle nine Yin mausoleum without paying attention to us. He actually killed the barefoot immortal and our scattered brothers. He should fall if he is arrogant like him.”
Listening to the people's dissatisfaction with Yang Feng, Jianxiong smiled and said, ”the most ridiculous thing is that little Yang Feng threatened me and wanted me to help him recast Xuanyuan sword in Shengjian palace. Who does he think he is, the emperor of heaven? It's a fool's dream.”
Everyone looked at Jianxiong, the elder of Shengjian palace.
If one of the experts here is most dissatisfied with Jianxiong, it must be Jianxiong, because he has planned to get the tomb space treasure of candle nine Yin and restore the strength of Shengjian palace, but his plan has been damaged by Yang Feng.
Under the attention of the crowd, Jianxiong stood in the void with his hands on his back and said, ”as an elder of the holy sword palace, I won't be threatened by Yang Feng. In fact, I just don't want to argue with you.”
”The elder is invincible!”
”The great elder's divine skill is unparalleled!”
The disciples of Shengjian palace praised Jianxiong one after another.
”Ha ha!”
Hearing the praise of these men, Jianxiong smiled awkwardly. Maybe he was a little embarrassed. After all, even if his skin was thicker than the city wall, he couldn't accept such praise.
”Everybody!”
Boom!
Jianxiong suddenly looked like a rainbow, as if he had changed himself, and the experts around him looked at him one after another to know what he wanted to say.
After glancing at the crowd, Jian xiongba said, ”we are relieved to wait here. When the saint Si Zhongheng and Lei Zu come out, we ask the two saints to give us Yang Feng's bones, and then cut them with thousands of knives to vent their hatred.”
Click!