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"Yes, I want to fight another three hundred rounds with my second brother. Bring me the wine to the room, hahaha!"
Both of them were drunk and drunk, shouting to the sky, and would never leave.
The boys who were supporting them looked at each other and pulled them away forcefully.
At first, the two of them were still awkward, twisting and turning and refusing to leave. But soon, the two of them lowered their heads drunkenly. They were completely drunk and began to snore.
It would be much easier for the boys to help them away.
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Xiaoyi was helped back to his room, snoring loudly and dreaming sweet dreams. Yang Feng was helped to a secluded place in the back mountain, where the whooshing cold wind kept blowing.
There, twelve men with murderous intent all over their bodies had been waiting for a long time.
Snapped!
With a fierce wave of his hand, the boy threw Yang Feng's drunken body to the ground, and then respectfully hugged the twelve people.
The leader waved his hand, and the boy retreated.
Then, the twelve people looked down at Yang Feng, and saw that at this moment, Yang Feng had his butt raised higher than the sky, his cheek was pressed against the dusty ground, and he was still sweating. From time to time, he would talk in his sleep and murmur: "Well, Good winebut this wine is not pure, why are there still impurities in it, bah bah"
"Brother, for such a drunkard, the master of the house actually let us twelve demons act together. Isn't he overqualified?" With a smile, a man in black looked at Yang Feng's evil character and said with disdain.
The leader glared at him fiercely and cursed: "Idiot, the head of the family asked us to act together, not to deal with this little brat, but to prevent the young master from stopping him. There are twelve of us, and we have someone to take care of us. As for this Boy, who of you will solve this problem?"
¡°Killing this kind of person would make my hands dirty!¡±
"That's right, we can just send someone to kill this kind of unknown person. Why do we have to do it ourselves?"
"Don't ruin our reputation!"
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Hearing his words, a group of men in black immediately felt disgusted and tried to shirk him.
Fortunately, Yang Feng was so drunk that he was unconscious now. Otherwise, seeing their attitude, he would have been furious.
¡°What¡¯s going on, brothers, you¡¯ve been wronged by picking off the head of me, the dignified leader of the Holy Fire Cult, haven¡¯t you?
¡°I, the one who was killed, haven¡¯t said anything yet, but you who are the murderers have become arrogant, grandma!
It seems that the evil boss couldn't stand their picky eating behavior. He immediately became angry and shouted: "Okay, you are still picky about the tasks assigned by the head of the family. Don't you want to live? Old Twelve, you Come and do it quickly. Others, please stand guard around the area to prevent anyone from coming out to obstruct us."
oh!
Seeing that this embarrassing job fell on the twelfth brother, everyone immediately cheered and dispersed.
Lao Twelve came to Yang Feng with a look of displeasure on his face and said bitterly: "You know how to bully me. Killing such an unconscious drunkard will bring shame to the public. What is the difference between this and killing a pig? I It¡¯s too humiliating for a member of the Twelve Demonic Demons to do such an unskilled thing!¡±
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
Seeing that he kept mumbling and not taking action, the boss immediately urged him.
Twelve¡¯s face darkened, and with a flash of light in his hand, he took out a long sword with powerful aura and asked: ¡°Boss, tenth-grade spiritual soldier, can you chop off this kid¡¯s head?¡±
"With your strength, even if this guy is a master of the King of Martial Arts, using a sixth-grade spiritual weapon will be enough. But tenth-grade will be tenth-grade. Do it quickly. You still have to go back and report to the master of the family."
oh!
Nodding his head knowingly, Twelve raised the long knife high indifferently, then pointed it at Yang Feng's head, which was still snoring, and chopped it hard.
Kara!
However, with a cracking sound, the long knife was shattered into pieces under the incredulous eyes of Twelve, but Yang Feng's head was still intact.
"In fact, Yang Feng didn't even feel anything at all. He was still snoring and sleeping, with a lustful smile on his face from time to time. He didn't know what kind of good dream he had.
"what happened?"
Hearing the commotion here, the Demonic Boss hurriedly stepped forward to investigate, only to see Lao Twelve's dumbfounded look, completely stunned.
What a tough head!
His face couldn¡¯t help but twitch, Lao Twelve said in disbelief: ¡°Brother, I¡¯m trying my best to, chopped down with a tenth-grade spiritual weapon, but he actually shattered the spiritual weapon into pieces. What on earth is his head made of? "
"No way, he is so drunk that he is unconscious now and has no defense at all. Even a third-level master of the Martial King and a tenth-level spiritual weapon should easily cut off his head. How could it be "
The boss of the demon was also confused. The other demons who came to watch were also at a loss. They looked at me and I looked at you. They didn¡¯t know why.
Licking his dry lips, the demonic boss tightened his fists and shouted: "Bring me the top-notch spiritual soldiers of the twelfth grade, this time I will do it myself!"
"yes!"
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A ray of light flashed, and a bright moon meteor hammer the size of a gong appeared in the hands of the evil boss.
The demon boss's eyes narrowed, and he used all his strength to hit Yang Feng's sleeping head hard. He even used a heaven-level thunder martial skill: "Sky Thunder Hardening, a twelfth-level advanced martial skill, Thunder God" Sky-shattering hammer!¡±
Boom!
There was an explosion, and the entire mountain peak shook with excitement. In an instant, the entire back mountain was completely covered by a white sea of ??thunder. Yang Xiaoyi, who was sleeping in the room, suddenly stood up and said in a daze: "What's going on? Where is the earthquake?"
But soon, he rolled his eyelids again, fell on the bed, and continued to sleep.
Li Zhendong, who was having a meeting in the secret room, felt the surging power. His face twitched with anger and he cursed loudly: "What's going on with these twelve demons? Tell them to be careful and don't let Xiaotian find out. Why?" Are you still making such a big fuss? It's just that you're dealing with a drunken young brat. Is that so strenuous? What a bunch of losers, huh!"
???????????????????? Boom!
The huge noise shook the entire mountain top, and smoke and dust filled the sky, covering the entire back mountain.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, the twelve demons looked forward again, and saw that at this moment, Yang Feng was still lying on the ground lazily, sleeping innocently, with tears still flowing from the corners of his mouth, but his head was smaller than before. Come and sink hundreds of meters underground.
Wow, why is it so hard? Can't you break this?
The twelve strong men present were all stunned, their eyes almost fell out of their sockets.
You know, their boss just used the power of a heaven-level thunder beast.
That¡¯s right, the thunder attribute is inherently hardened, and since this is a heaven-level thunder, it is even more hard. Moreover, this hard-in-hardness is still blessed on the twelfth-grade top spiritual weapon, which makes it even more hard-in-hard!
And with such a hard thing, coupled with the use of advanced martial arts of the twelfth grade, it is simply indestructible in the world, and nothing can block the power of its blow.
But I never expected that now I can¡¯t even hurt a hair on my head.
Suddenly, the twelve masters were frightened. They looked at each other, and then looked down at Yang Feng, who was still sleeping soundly. They couldn't help but gasp in their hearts.
What a monster
"Now I know why the head of the family asked twelve of us to act together. It seems that this boy's incredible level is not inferior to our young master that day. We must gather the full strength of the twelve people to kill him. Otherwise, once he wakes up, we won¡¯t be able to deal with him.¡±