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With a gloomy expression on his face, Wang Batian looked at Yang Feng's smug smile and immediately waved his hands fiercely, saying angrily: "No, no, no, that was just a hasty talk. I was overwhelmed, so it doesn't count as a promise. Anyway, I don¡¯t accept disciples, so you should hire someone else, huh!¡±
After saying that, Wang Batian turned over and lay down on the bed again, facing away from them, stubbornly losing his temper.
When Yang Xiaoyi saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly: "No one has ever dared to keep his words in front of me!"
"Now we have it, okay?"
Wang Batian didn¡¯t look back and shouted.
Yang Feng pouted angrily, and without saying a word, he rushed forward, grabbed Wang Batian's head with one arm, and dragged him out, dragging him out of bed in an instant.
"What are you going to do?"
Wang Batian was startled and screamed.
"Go back with me and be my second brother's master. Anyway, you have to teach me, and you have to teach me even if you don't want to teach me. I'm the one who has chosen you. I'm not too rare to recruit others as tutors, huh."
"Let me go, or I won't be polite."
Wang Batian roared angrily, his eyes red, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Yang Feng's strong arms.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: "If you have the ability, you are welcome to show it to me? I have a disabled person with only one arm, what else can you do? Hit me if you dare, you bastard!"
"you¡¡"
With a fierce bite of his teeth, Wang Batian was so aroused by Yang Feng that his eyes turned murderous. A light flashed in his hand, and a long black knife suddenly appeared.
That gurgling and ferocious aura suddenly burst out, and everyone present except Yang Feng was so shocked that they could no longer move.
Even the two old guys, Poison King and Corpse King, are no exception.
Although Yang Feng was not intimidated by his momentum, he still felt something strange, as if a thin needle was piercing his skin, and it felt a little painful.
It¡¯s just the momentum, it¡¯s so powerful. This old boy is really capable. I¡¯m not wrong about the person, hehe.
Yang Feng was not surprised but happy, his eyes radiating a burning light.
"One sword can destroy the sky"
Stunned, the Poison King murmured after a brief daze, and then shouted with panic on his face: "You bastard, how dare you be rude to Mr. Yang? Don't forget who you are and who he is?"
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Wang Batian, who was in a state of rage, froze for a moment and calmed down instantly.
Yes, he is just a bereaved dog who lives in the Holy Fire Cult. If the Holy Fire Cult had not taken him in, he would have died in the wilderness long ago.
How can we repay kindness with hatred and harm the next leader of the Holy Fire Sect now?
Suddenly, Wang Batian's hand that tightly grasped the handle of the knife loosened slightly, and the unparalleled terrifying momentum just now disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this scene, the two Poison Kings couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their heads.
Although they know that Yang Feng is terrifying, this old boy is also a monster.
At that time, he was so famous that he never used a second sword to kill people. Originally, they had always thought that the old boy had only one arm left and that his strength had greatly diminished.
But just now, in desperation, when the best swordsman in the world picked up the blade again, the terrifying momentum was quite as powerful as before.
They were really afraid that this bastard would really use his unique skill and hurt Yang Feng, the heir to the leader. That would be terrible.
The Holy Religion has been torn apart for so many years. It is rare that a leader candidate has appeared now, who has the hope of bringing the entire Holy Religion back together.
"If they die so easily, they are simply sinners of the Holy Religion. It's so dangerous, so dangerous
Seeing that he suddenly stopped moving, Yang Feng also stopped, looked at him deeply and said, "Hey, old bastard, why did you stop? Didn't I see you were about to use your ultimate move just now? Stop it. What are you doing, show me something?"
"Mr. Yang, don't force me, I won't accept a disciple!"
With a look of loneliness on his face, Wang Batian once again had a look of despair in his eyes, depressed, and even the black knife in his hand clattered and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyi felt a pain in his heart.
He could deeply feel the sadness and pain that this senior felt about the tragedy that year.??, so that now I no longer want to get involved in Jianghu affairs, and I have become very decadent, so I advised: "Third brother, why don't we forget it and don't disturb Senior Qingyou."
"How can I forget it? There is no reason why I can't get the person I like, huh!"
A thick breath came out of his nostrils. Yang Feng let go of Wang Batian and said solemnly: "Old bastard, the rules of the world are that if you want me to let go, you must leave behind a set of unique skills to let me retreat in spite of difficulties. Bar?"
Without speaking, Wang Batian sat on the ground silently.
"Didn't you just draw a knife? Come on, chop me!"
Staring at him closely, Yang Feng shouted: "If you can chop me down, I won't bother you anymore. Otherwise, I will sleep in the same bed with you every day, and I will burp and fart without washing my feet. It's up to you!" "
"Mr. Yang, think twice!"
Hearing this, the Poison King couldn't help but hurriedly dissuade him: "Although Mr. Yang's strength is unfathomable, I just observed this old boy's sword intention. It seems that after a hundred years of cultivation, it has returned to its original state. Back then, his sword was extremely powerful. This magical skill is one of the top five in the world's combat power list. What should I do if it hurts your precious body?"
"Yeah, don't look at the slap he just slapped you. It doesn't matter to you, it's nothing. But you have to know that he is a swordsman. There is a huge difference between having a knife and not having a knife in his hand. Back then, he was a war emperor with one knife. The horror of a third-level master never making a second strike is still fresh in our minds, so I hope you will think twice."
The Corpse King also hurriedly stood up to try to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Yang Feng sternly waving his hand.
An evil smile flashed across the corner of Yang Feng's mouth, and Yang Feng's eyes were burning with heat: "The more you say this, the more I want to see how amazing this sword is, come on!"
"I don't know what to say, I will kill you!"
"Wang Batian was expressionless as he murmured, but his tone was filled with indescribable determination, as if what he said was the truth.
Yang Feng smiled disapprovingly and curled his lips disdainfully: "Old bastard, you have to brag in front of someone. In front of me, save it and come up with some real materials before talking. .¡±
"Really, since you said that, there's nothing you can do about it, phew!"
After exhaling a long breath, Wang Batian picked up the black knife at his feet and stood up: "But you have to promise that I only used the knife with your permission. You can't settle the score later. "
"I promise!"
Yang Feng curled his lips and smiled confidently.
Wang Batian ignored him, looked at Poison King and the others and said, "You guys are here to testify, I got his permission."
"you¡¡"
With their hearts stagnating, Poison King and the others were speechless. They just waved their sleeves with annoyance on their faces.
They understand that if this old boy casually attacks the church, he will be an apostate and an evil traitor, and everyone will punish him. But if this behavior is allowed by the leader, it is a different matter.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? This is a supreme swordsmanship, it is of no importance, so it is better not to really injure the leader.
So the Poison King was unable to stop the duel, so he had to make a final comment: "I hope your men are measured, otherwise"
"This is difficult. A sword can kill the whole world. It's hard to be measured, hehehe!"
"you¡¡"
Phew!
Wang Batian smiled teasingly, Poison King's eyes widened, and he was about to curse and warn, but he saw Wang Batian's eyes condensed, and a terrifying aura suddenly came out.
In an instant, the words that the Poison King was about to say were completely suppressed in his throat and could not be said.
Time seemed to have stood still, the entire space was frozen, and it was so thick that no breath could circulate (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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