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The Hungry Ghost King knew very well that this old ghost fire was usually fiery and impulsive. After his son was beaten like that, he did not immediately go to Yang Feng to settle the score. Instead, he came to him to file a complaint. It was obvious that he wanted to borrow his son. To take revenge and cleanse the Zhong family from this matter, it is really a clever plan to kill someone with a borrowed knife!
"It's a pity that I'm not stupid. I won't take action myself to avenge him, huh!"
The Hungry Ghost King smiled slyly in his heart, having already guessed that the Yan Ghost King must have known about the power behind Yang Feng, or even if he didn't know, he could have guessed that its power was probably not under that of his Zhong family, so he didn't dare to confront Yang Feng head-on.
After all, Yang Feng is already known to everyone in Holy Domain Academy as being of noble birth, and being the head of the Seven Holy Kings is enough to prove this point.
The Flame Ghost King looks reckless on the outside, but he is still very cautious on the inside. He wants to save face, but he also doesn¡¯t want to be seen as a coquettish person. Those who can get to the top in the Six Paths are not fuel-efficient lamps, and their scheming minds are by no means simple.
But he, the Hungry Ghost King, is better than him, and he will not interfere with his plan to eradicate Yang Feng, an ancient tribesman, for the sake of their little ghost from the Zhong family.
¡°You can even use the Zhong family to get rid of that brat Yang Feng faster, hehe!
The Hungry Ghost King is sneering, his eyes are shining, he has already planned everything!
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Late at night, the cold wind was blowing fiercely, and a cold figure walked vigorously into the 171-level purgatory.
He is coming, he is coming at the pace of death!
Yang Feng held a toothpick in the corner of his mouth and walked into the 171-level purgatory with an unruly look.
The prison boss there didn't know Yang Feng yet, and had never tasted the brutal iron fist of this trainee god of death. He still looked like he was the best in the world and wanted to be beaten. He glared at Yang Feng and said teasingly: "Huh? I haven't seen it before. Brother, is the new god of death?¡±
"Yes, I'm new here, but I'm not a Shinigami yet, I'm just a trainee Shinigami!"
Yang Feng showed a harmless smile. The boss, who was bald, glanced sideways and immediately laughed even more wildly.
"The trainee god of death dares to enter our level 171 purgatory. Isn't this a fat sheep in a wolf's den? Hahaha!"
Hahaha!
Hearing this, all the evil ghosts laughed wildly, staring at Yang Feng with their violent eyes, like a group of poisonous snakes locking their prey.
Yang Feng didn't pay attention to their ferocious eyes, but said slowly and calmly: "I'm new here, I don't understand anything, and I don't know anything. Please give me some face, and cooperate with me to do my daily punishment work. I promise that as long as you cooperate actively, I will not inflict any additional punishment on you or make you suffer any more!"
"What? You still want to cause us more pain? Jie Jie Jie!"
Hearing his words, all the evil spirits in purgatory burst into laughter again, their eyes full of contempt.
The bald brother said even more arrogantly: "Boy, do you know that even if the official Death comes, without 20 Deaths with soul power above level 170, he will not dare to step into my territory. Even if you step in, you have to keep your tail between your legs!"
"Really, then you may be disappointed!"
There was an evil arc in the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and he said calmly: "I'm not here to tuck your tail, but I hope you can tuck your tail well, otherwise I have bad eyesight and it will be easy to break it. Yes, then I¡¯m sorry, hehehe!¡±
"What did you say?"
With a shock, the faces of all the evil spirits changed. They no longer showed any mockery or laughter. Instead, they were full of ferocious coldness, like a pack of evil wolves, gradually surrounding Yang Feng.
Yang Feng didn't pay attention, and kept a signature kind smile on his face. The bald man's face gradually darkened, and his fists clenched suddenly.
"Kill him!"
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Almost in an instant, the surrounding evil ghosts rushed towards Yang Feng like lightning, but
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and instantly the smoke and dust filled the air, and all the evil ghosts were thrown away. At some point, Yang Feng had disappeared from his original realm.
"Huh? Where did he go?"
The evil ghosts looked around with suspicion, but they heard another loud bang, and no one could realize what was going on., the shiny head of the bald man suddenly smashed into the hard earth.
Yang Feng stepped on his big head as smooth as an egg with an unruly expression, and said with contempt in his eyes: "If you are unwilling to cooperate, then don't blame me for being rude. Starting from today, your punishment will increase 1,000 times!¡±
What?
Their bodies all trembled, and everyone looked there in disbelief.
"When did he go there?"
"It's just that the boss was stepped on by him at once. He had no power to resist at all. How could he"
"Yes, boss, stand up quickly and kill this kid!"
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Everyone was horrified and shouted loudly, but the bald man had already been stunned by Yang Feng's powerful soul power and had no reaction at all.
The firm expressions of everyone finally lost their composure: "Damn it, brothers, I'm afraid this kid is not simple. Let's go together and tear him apart!"
Roar!
With a roar, all the evil ghosts immediately surged towards Yang Feng like a tsunami like a mountain torrent, but before they even got close, Yang Feng's eyes widened, and the terrifying soul power roared out like an overwhelming mountain. In an instant, Then all the evil spirits will fly away.
Qi Qi's heart froze, and the evil ghosts' bodies immediately softened. Yang Feng's powerful soul pressure was like the Milky Way coming from the nine heavens, and all of the hundreds of millions of evil ghosts were crushed to the ground at once. Some were crushed into annihilation in an instant and disappeared.
For a moment, all the evil spirits stopped and clung to the ground, motionless and unable to get up.
Yang Feng looked down at everything around him alone, without any expression on his face. Then he walked beside everyone and continued to introduce himself.
"My name is Yang Feng. From now on, I will be in charge of this area. You can call me Brother Feng. My request is very simple. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. You can challenge me or attack me. If you can Kill me, it's up to you. If you can't kill me, you have to die, do you understand?"
Uh uh uh¡¡
Everyone was so compressed that they could hardly breathe, but their faces were already pale with shock, and they were sweating profusely.
Yang Feng smiled slightly: "Now let me announce the rules from now on. From now on, your punishment will be completed by yourself. Whoever dares to be lazy and slippery will have his punishment increased ten thousand times. Don't think that I can't see you. I will monitor you at any time. If you are caught by me, There will be no burial place, do you understand?"
"Mingunderstand!" Everyone said in unison with sad faces.
"Okay, now that I understand, you can complete today's task consciously. I will go to the next level of purgatory to inform them about the arrival of Brother Feng. I believe they will welcome me, just like you Same, hahaha!¡±
With a loud laugh, Yang Feng continued to hold the toothpick in his mouth and left in a daze.
When his figure disappeared at the barrier, all the evil ghosts climbed up tremblingly, looking at the direction in which he was going away, as silent as a cicada.
My God, when did this hungry ghost come to such a master? With such strong soul power to control our level 171 prisoners, isn't it overkill? It's over, we will have a hard time in the future, alas! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com