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    Phew!

    Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and a small fireball suddenly ignited on Yang Feng's finger. It was Yang Feng who used his first-level magic skill, the Fireball Technique.

    "You have seen it, this is the Holy Fire. You haven't seen it. This time it is an eye-opener, huh."

    Well!

    Their faces all twitched, and everyone rolled their eyes.

    "Brother, if you cast any fire spell at will, treat it as a holy fire. You think we are all just local leopards from the mountains. We have no sense."

    The Ghost King couldn't help laughing, and said with a look of disdain: "Master Yang, does this count as a holy fire? It's just a small fireball. If this counts as a holy fire, then you underestimate the number of our Holy Fire Cult.  It has been passed down for thousands of years.¡±

    Wow!

    ¡°As he spoke, the Ghost King also raised a finger, and a hot golden light burned on the fingertip.  The scorching temperature immediately caused the small fireball on Yang Feng's hand to tremble. With a final bang, the small fireball exploded and turned into dots of fire light, which floated into the golden light on the Ghost King's finger and blended in.  .

    The corner of his mouth curled up in a proud arc, and the Ghost King said with a haughty look: "This is our holy fire, the king of all fires, the eternal flame, which is completely different from your ordinary fireball"

    Phew!

    However, before he could finish his words, a cold wind blew by, and the golden flame on the Ghost King's finger was instantly blown out.

    Pouting his lips in disdain, Yang Feng couldn't help but sneered: "What an eternal flame? Isn't this immortal? Tsk!"

    Well!

    His face twitched, the Ghost King couldn't help but pursed his lips with a depressed expression, and then cursed loudly: "Master Yang, I know that you have the energy of the earth-level ice system to extinguish my holy fire. But don't be proud. After all, you still don't have it.  Holy Fire is not the leader of my Holy Fire Cult."

    "No, it's not, I'm not quite qualified, huh!"

    Yang Feng curled his lips in disdain, rolled his eyes, and raised his nostrils proudly.

    Seeing this, the Ghost King was so angry that he jumped up and down: "I'm not saying that you are a rare person, but you are not the leader of my religion, so you can't wear this dress."

    "I can't wear it, who can wear it?"

    "I'll wear it!"

    Straightening up, the ghost king shouted loudly, his eyes fixed on the dragon robe, his eyes shining brightly, full of naked desire.

    I thought that he, the Ghost King, had spent his whole life wandering the world. He was not interested in sex, money, and power. His only concern was his position as the leader of the Holy Fire Sect.

    Especially this dragon robe, which symbolizes the identity of the leader of the holy religion, he has long wanted to wear it, but he has never had the chance.

    Now seeing that Yang Feng actually snatched this robe from the Holy Fire Cult Headquarters, his eyes immediately shone, and an eager coveting feeling arose in his heart. He shouted: "Master Yang, please make a price.  Give me this robe."

    "What, you want my clothes?"

    Yang Feng couldn't help but trembled suddenly. When Yang Feng heard his words, he immediately twisted his body and shouted coldly: "No, this dress is the most favorite dress I have ever seen in my life. And it is also a limited edition unique to the world.  A matching shirt. Especially the production process of this robe is extremely complex and advanced. No one can make the top-level twelfth-grade warriors now. This is out of print. You actually want my out-of-print famous brand clothes, this is absolutely impossible!  "

    "Oh, I know, this is out of print. How can the robe of the leader of the Holy Fire Sect be comparable to that of ordinary soldiers? That's why I want this robe. You don't know, this is my lifelong dream. Please make a condition  , If I can do it, I will definitely agree."

    The Ghost King stared at Yang Feng eagerly, almost drooling when he looked at the robe, but Yang Feng shook his head desperately: "No!"

    "Why, you are not the real leader, why do you want this robe? Do you care about its defense power of more than 90% against any combat skills and techniques?"

    After the Ghost King thought for a while, he hurriedly persuaded: "Master Yang, you are now invulnerable to water and fire. Who can hurt you? Do you still care about the defensive power of this twelfth-grade weapon?"

    Shaking his head slightly, Yang Feng looked solemn: "I don't care about its use value, or whether it is a top-notch twelfth-grade soldier. I only care about its out-of-print limited edition. As a person in the world, I am a god that everyone respects.  Hero, I must have my own exclusive fashion equipment to be worthy of my current status, this is called brand value."

    ¡°Obviously, this piece of clothing has such value and is unique.Second, domineering is exposed.  From now on, once people see someone wearing a black robe and surrounded by nine golden dragons, they will know that it is me, the great hero, who is here.  Just like the eagle next to Yang Guo, it doesn't matter whether it can fly or fight.  The key is that when it is there, people will know that the Condor Hero is coming.  Otherwise, there are so many disabled people in the world, and you, Yang Guo, are not the only ones who have lost their arms. Why would you be called the Condor Hero?  There is only one sculpture to prove it, this is brand value.  "

    His face turned cold. Seeing that he still refused to agree and made so many excuses, the Ghost King immediately sneered and said: "Master Yang, I don't know what Yang Guo and his sculpture you are talking about are, but now I am not interested in this Tyrannosaurus  The robe is something you are determined to win. You have to take it off today, and if you don¡¯t, you have to let me take it off, otherwise don¡¯t blame me for being rude."

    "Why, you still want to take off my clothes? Do you really have that ability, haha!"

    Yang Feng curled his lips in disdain, his face full of disdain.

    The Ghost King's brows twitched, his face was gloomy, but he let out waves of evil smiles: "Master Yang, I know how to use force, so I will definitely not be able to do anything to you. But don't forget, this is my territory now, you  Your woman and accomplices are all in my hands, don¡¯t force me to do such a despicable thing as taking you hostage."

    Wow!

    As soon as he finished speaking, two senior members of the Demon Cult immediately came behind Yue'er and Ji Shishi, lifted them up, locked their throats with their hands, and said with evil smiles: "Master Divine Dick, please recognize me.  Let¡¯s do some business, hehehehe.¡±

    "Master!"

    "Dead ghost!"

    Two exclamations came out at the same time. Yue'er and Ji Shishi looked eagerly at Yang Feng, their bodies stiff and daring not to move.

    Yang Feng didn¡¯t look at them. He just stared at the Ghost King in front of him and said sadly: "Old guy, are you worth it to fall out with me over a piece of clothing?"

    "You don't understand the importance of this dress to me. It is my lifelong dream. I hope you can make it come true."

    Even though hostages have been used now, the ghost king is still polite to Yang Feng and does not dare to say anything harsh.

    Yang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but smile, and he smiled very evilly.

    "Do it!"

    The next moment, Yang Feng shouted loudly, a snapping sound was heard, and someone outside the hall snapped his fingers.

    Although the voice was clear and sweet, the person who heard it was immediately in a trance, and his eyes were a little blurry.

    "Sonic power, ecstasy, Mo Shaoqiu!"

    The pupils of his eyes couldn't help but shrink. The ghost king already knew who the person who made the move was.

    Although this crisp sound can only make everyone present feel dazed for a moment, but in this moment, for the master, it is already possible to rescue the hostages and determine the winner.

    Thinking of this, the Ghost King wanted to quickly perform the trick, but before he had time to move, Yang Feng teleported in front of him without knowing when, and hit him with an ice palm.  On his lower abdomen, his whole body was instantly frozen.

    His hands were stiff and he could not perform any tricks.

    At the same time, Yang Feng grabbed the ghost king's neck and said with a sly smile: "You are falling out with me, you are falling out with me. Now you can't cast spells, cast spells, and activate the black soul seal. Why the hell do you still have it?"  Are you qualified to take hostages and fall out with me? Hey, hey, hey!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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