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Chapter 435 One-Armed Sword Demon

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    Staring deeply at the two old men, Yang Xiaoyi seemed to have thought of something.

    The two men ignored him, just circled around Yang Feng and took him to the room where the leader was.

    That is really a big bed room. At a glance, it is boundless. It only includes a swimming pool, a practice room, a library and a bathroom, etc., everything you need.

    A group of slaves all seemed to have been well-trained, sitting in a standard kneeling position, row by row, waiting for his orders.  Especially the abrupt figure that stands straight into the clouds, plump and white, and full of three-dimensionality, makes her feel at ease.

    Suddenly, Yang Feng felt like he was an emperor.

    This is too damn corrupt, but I like it, hehe.

    Yang Feng grinned and thought to himself.

    The comrades of the Demon Sect are really warm and considerate in their hospitality, much better than those from well-known and decent families.  Even the Emperor of Nanzhao had never treated him so politely, so the devil's way was better.

    Yang Feng was touched, but only he could enjoy such courtesy.

    As for Yang Xiaoyi, he was arranged in the guest room next to the master's bedroom. Although the standard single room of 100 square meters was not small, compared with the one next to it, the gap was not that big.

    ?????????????????? But Yang Xiaoyi didn¡¯t care, shook his head and laughed, and then calmly dealt with it.

    Immediately afterwards, in the next few days, Yang Xiaoyi continued to go out to practice every day and be a diligent and good boy.  Yang Feng began rigorous etiquette training under the supervision of the two guardians, the Poison King and the Corpse King.

    "Put your chest out, your abdomen in, your head up, don't hold your breasts and hunch your back!"

    With an unprecedented solemn expression on his face, Poison King stared at Yang Feng closely and shouted: "As the leader of a religion, you represent the majesty of a religion. Every word and deed must have an imperial demeanor. Don't walk in a hurry or slow down. Take a step forward."  But take half a step back, and the majesty will appear."

    "WellOld Poison, I'm not your true leader. Do I need to be so strict?"

    There was a water cup on his head, which was filled with water. Yang Feng casually moved his body, and the water in it spilled out unconsciously, drenching his head. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

    Not paying attention to his wet hair, the Poison King remained solemn: "Master Yang, don't you want to learn how to decode the Black Soul Seal?"

    "I want to learn, but what does this have to do with decoding?"

    "Of course it does matter. This is a preparatory move before the operation. It must be absolutely perfect, otherwise the decryption of the seal will fail and the black soul seal will take effect immediately and burn the opponent to death."

    "Ah? No way, it's so serious? I don't have much education, don't lie to me? Do all those who practice magic in the Holy Fire Sect have to practice this posture? Why haven't I seen anyone else practice it?"

    "You don't need to practice this to practice ordinary techniques, but what you are practicing now is a top secret technique that only my leader can practice. Of course it is difficult."

    With a sharp shout, the Poison King opened his eyes and told lies. His face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he continued to coax him: "If Mr. Yang doesn't want to save his friends, there is no need to learn. And you can move out from here immediately and go back to your original residence.  "

    ah?  Move out?

    Upon hearing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but swallow hard, and then glanced at the rows of tender and juicy little sisters with great reluctance. His face suddenly became solemn, and he said firmly: "For justice, for the sake of all the people in the world.  , For the countless innocent people who are persecuted by the Black Soul Mark, what does it matter no matter how hard and tired I am? Practice, I will practice hard and try to stay here for a few more days!"

    "Ah? How many more days will you stay?"

    "Uh, no, I mean to get out of the border as soon as possible and save the people of Li!" Yang Feng said seriously.

    Poison King smiled and shook his head, turned his head and glanced at the young and beautiful girls, and sighed in his heart.

    If he had known that this beauty trap was effective, he should have used it long ago. Why bother to go to all the trouble ahead? Alas.

    Then, Poison King continued to urge and train him.

    At this time, Yang Feng was soft-spoken and short-handed.  In order to stay in this luxurious palace for a few more days and enjoy the imperial life surrounded by countless beauties, he stopped fussing with the old poisoner. According to what he said, he practiced standing, sitting and lying step by step.  Various poses.

    Slowly, his temperament began to change, and his words and deeds gradually took on a strong sense of nobility and majesty.

    The Corpse King looked on from the side, looked at each other with the Poison King, nodded in unison, and smiled happily.

    This kid finally changed and became kingly.

    The Five Poison Boys are like thisLike a great butler, he and his servants had already prepared all kinds of pastries and were ready to serve the new leader at any time.

    But at this moment, a loud shout rang out, and Yang Xiaoyi hurriedly ran in: "Third brother, do you think my practice of the Demonic Sword Technique has gone wrong this time? Why do I feel something is wrong? I feel like there is a disturbance in my body.  He's running around, he seems to be going crazy!"

    "Ah? What you are practicing is a magic sword. Isn't it normal to become a demon? It doesn't matter, keep practicing. When you really become a demon, you will succeed."

    Yang Feng held a water cup on his head and said carelessly.

    When everyone around him heard this, they all rolled their eyes. Even Yang Xiaoyi couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Third brother, the magic sword is different from the devil's sword. The reason why the magic sword is a magic sword is because it is powerful and cruel.  It's very powerful, slashing with one knife, ruthless and righteous. It's too strong to be controlled, and it's shameful for the right way. But to become obsessed is completely wrong, these are two different things."

    "Really? I thought that being possessed by a devil means you have mastered the devil's ways. Sorry, I don't know much about this aspect. Who knows that I have never been possessed by a devil, haha!"

    Yang Feng grinned and immediately made Yang Xiaoyi roll his eyes in anger.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out of ??ser, or ??deuse?

    Poison King thought about it for a while and said calmly: "Yang Erxia, I and Old Corpse Ghost are both magic spirits, and we don't know much about your warrior training. But don't worry, we have a lot of talented people in our teaching, this little thing,  No problem. Wu'er, go call that bastard and ask him to teach Yang Erxia how to use the sword."

    "Huh? There are so many talented people in your sect. It's really admirable that someone has such a shocking name!"

    When Yang Feng heard this, he was stunned and smiled.

    Poison King waved his hands indifferently and explained: "Mr. Yang, please don't misunderstand. This bastard's nickname is the nickname we give him in daily life. It's just because he has a weird temper, is unsociable, and taciturn, so people  Making fun of him behind his back."

    "What, you have a weird temper? You two seem to have abnormal tempers. Is that person even weirder than you?"

    "Yes, although we have weird tempers, we get along well with each other, but that person is stubborn and has a donkey temper. He sometimes gets offended. He is not afraid of the sky or the earth. He is unshakable and makes it impossible for us to do anything!"

    "Hey, you can't even control him? Then why do you keep him? Fire him!"

    "Expelled?"

    The Poison King was puzzled, so Yang Feng immediately explained: "Just kick him out of the church and let him cool off wherever he can outside. If an employee doesn't even obey the boss's orders, why should he be fired?"

    "Oh, I see, but I am really reluctant to expel him from our religion!"

    "Reluctant to give up?"

    "Yes, his strength is too strong, and he is not inferior to the two of us at all. It's just a personality problem, and he is not very gregarious, so he does not hold the position of Dharma King. But this man's sword skills are definitely the best in the martial arts, and he is known as  The one-armed sword demon. When he was powerful in the martial arts world, he even kept pace with our Holy Fire Cult leader Ouyang in the south and north. He was so majestic. At that time, even our four great Dharma Kings, including the two envoys on the left and right, were not here.  In his eyes.¡±

    "Ah? Such an awesome person? Sword Demon?"

    Yang Feng raised his brows and said in surprise, while Yang Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly moved, and a surge of blood began to boil inexplicably.

    Could it be that he is going to meet a famous teacher today (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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