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Chapter 391 Heading to the Holy Fire Cult

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    The old man in black looked at the iron suit next to him in surprise, and couldn't help but murmured: "You"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Tie Zhanyi didn¡¯t speak, but just stared with his eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes made the old man in black couldn¡¯t help but startled.

    "Don't move, police. You are surrounded. Release the hostages quickly, or I will shoot."

    Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and Yang Feng rushed here at lightning speed, shouting at Jun Buren and the others.

    The eyes of the old man in black trembled slightly. He took a deep look at the iron suit and seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and immediately raised a palm and struck the iron suit on the head.

    "Little ice pick!"

    Poof!

    With a loud shout, Yang Feng, with quick eyes and quick hands, immediately shot an ice pick from his fingers. Before the black-clothed old man's palm hit the iron suit's head, it had penetrated directly into his chest.

    The powerful impact immediately took him flying out, and he immediately landed on the rockery behind him, with gurgling red blood flowing down.

    Yang Feng blew on his fingertips and shouted disdainfully: "You don't understand the current affairs. I have warned you not to move. You have to force me to draw my gun, huh!"

    "Thisyou!"

    Seeing this scene, Jun Buren could not help but shake his head, with an expression of horror on his face, especially when he looked at the iron suit, it was even more unbelievable.

    But before the words could be spoken, there was a sharp click, and the hand of the iron warrior was as fast as the wind, sealing his throat with a palm, which shattered Jun Buren's entire throat and left him speechless.

    ??Then Tie Zhanyi swung his claws again, crushing all of Jun Buren's limbs with a crack, and finally hit him in the chest with a palm, beating him until he vomited blood and could not be seriously injured.

    At this point, the two major demons of the Black Soul Sect have been captured.

    Yang Feng walked up to Tie Zhanyi and asked with concern: "Old Tie, are you okay?"

    "Oh it's all right!"

    His body trembled, and Tie Zhanyi took a step back slightly, seeming a little scared.  When Yang Feng saw this, he felt a little strange. Why are you hiding from me? We are in the same group.

    But soon, the iron suit returned to its original state, and he respectfully raised his fist to Yang Feng and said, "Thank you so much, Master Yang, for this great kindness. I can't thank you enough, hehehe!"

    "Hey, no matter how polite you are, we are all our own people!"

    Waving his hand indifferently, Yang Feng didn't pay much attention to the old man's abnormal behavior, and walked to the dying old man in black who was standing on the rockery, and shouted lightly: "Hey, are you the Ghost King? Let me ask you  , how to unlock the Black Soul Seals. If you promise to help me unlock the Black Soul Seals of those people controlled by you, I will heal you right away and save your life, how about that?"

    Ho ho ho!

    Ignoring him, the old man in black just lowered his head and gasped for air. Blood foam kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care at all. He even laughed and said in a hoarse voice: "  I would not hesitate to die for my Black Soul Sect, I only wish that my Black Soul Sect could rule the world for generations to come!"

    "You are about to die, and you are still thinking about the Black Soul Cult dominating the world. What are you daydreaming about!"

    Yang Feng was puzzled. The old man in black raised his eyes and glanced at him. He suddenly showed an evil smile, shook his head and said: "Master God, you won't understand. By the time you understand, it will be too late, haha.  Ha ha!"

    Phew!

    As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's eyes suddenly bulged, black air flowed out of his body, and then his head drooped, completely lifeless.

    When Yang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but became anxious: "Hey, what happened to him? Why does it look like his soul is burning? Is it similar to the death of those who have been infected by the black soul mark? Could it be that he has also been infected by the black soul?  Print it?"

    "He burned his soul to death. Don't worry about it, Master Yang. It's not a pity for such a person to die."

    A flash of light flashed in Tie Zhanyi's eyes, and he made a determined sound.

    Yang Feng took a deep look at him and shook his head helplessly: "It doesn't matter if he dies, then who in the world can unlock the Black Soul Seal? Could it be that my Yue'er will have to live with a time bomb in her head for the rest of her life?  Really? Oh, how pitiful!"

    What Yue'er?

    His eyes shivered slightly, and a hint of viciousness flashed in Tie Zhanyi's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

    "By the way, Lao Tie, how are you injured? Can you walk by yourself?"

    At this time, Yang Feng looked at Tie Zhanyi again and asked.

    ??Tie Zhanyi waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile: ??It doesn't matter, although I am seriously injured, I will not die yet.  "

    "Well, then you can go by yourself, I won't help you. In addition, carry the body of this ghost king on my back, and I will take it to the great enshrinement."

    "Ah? I'll carry it?"

    "Should I carry it?"

    Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at him.

    His beard couldn¡¯t stop trembling, and Tie Zhanyi smiled bitterly and lamented: "I am seriously injured"

    "You just said you were fine. Don't make excuses. Lazy donkeys pee a lot. Hurry up and come with me carrying the body. If you have the energy to spare, take Jun Buren with you."

    "I¡­¡­"

    His heart froze, his iron beard trembled wildly, and he rolled his eyes, but in the end he could only succumb.

    Holding Jun Buren in one hand and carrying the body of the old man in black on the other shoulder, he followed Yang Feng like a little follower, with a look of depression and disgust on his face

    At the same time, after Yang Feng massacred the main backbone of the Black Soul Cult, the rest of the gangsters had a psychological breakdown and were ready to escape.

    But at this moment, Aguda and the five great ministers of the Yelu family, who had been prepared for them, came in with the elite troops of the city defense army, rescued Yeluyan and his forest guards, and instantly reversed the situation, killing these Black Soul Cult members.  The remaining ones were captured alive, but only a few took advantage of the chaos and escaped.

    After everything calmed down, everyone came to the palace hall and saw that the emperor was safe and sound, so they asked: "Your Majesty, where are Yang Daxia and Brother Tie?"

    "The ancestor was captured by the devil, and Daxia Yang went to rescue him."

    "What?"

    With a twitch of brows, a look of worry suddenly appeared on Yan Tianxing's face, but soon, he felt relieved when he thought that it was Yang Feng who was there to save people.

    As expected, in just a moment of burning incense, Yang Feng came back with the seriously injured Tie Zhanyi.

    But at this time, when they saw the two people in tandem, everyone couldn't help but black lines falling from their heads.

    The iron warrior was seriously injured, and he was carrying one person on his shoulders and one person in his arms. He was as tired as a dog.

    Yang Feng is young and intact, but he is like a hands-off shopkeeper. He only wants to show off his authority in front of him and ignores the panting of the followers behind him. He really has no respect for the elderly at all.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Master Yang is naughty again!

    Shaking their heads helplessly, everyone looked at each other and could only smile bitterly, but it was difficult to say anything. In the end, they could only rush forward to share the hard work for Tie Zhanyi.

    "Well Jun Buren is still a little angry, so throw him into the sky prison. As for this ghost king, he is already dead. See if he has any use value. If not, just bury him."

    When he came to the front of the palace, Yang Feng saw that everyone had arrived, so he shouted and gave orders casually.

    When Yan Tianxing heard what he said, he took another deep look at the old man in black and was shocked and said: "This is not the Ghost King!"

    "What, not the Ghost King? Impossible? Isn't he the leader of the Black Soul Cult this time? The Ghost King is hiding again?"

    Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

    His brows condensed into a knot, and Yan Tianxing was very sure: "I had a relationship with the Ghost King a hundred years ago, and I will never forget his appearance in this life. I am sure that this is definitely not the Ghost King. Brother Tie, you have seen it too.  Ghost King, are you right?"

    "Well, indeed, he is not the Ghost King himself!"

    He nodded firmly and said with a solemn expression: "But this time the Black Soul Cult raided the palace, he was indeed the leader, and the evildoers of the Black Soul Cult also called him their master, so he  He must be the head of the Black Soul Sect. Maybe he is not the Ghost King, but he is not necessarily the successor of the Ghost King. The Ghost King may have died long ago, in the last Black Soul Disaster, but left an apprentice behind.  Continue to cause harm to the martial arts world and bring disaster to the common people." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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