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"Master, Yang Feng has been imprisoned now, but there are still many of his cronies in Yang Family Fort. They are full of hidden dangers and must be eradicated."
On the other hand, seeing that the idiot palace master was so lustful that he wanted to leave Yang Feng as a nuisance to attract the beauty, Wu Yong had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and shift the target of revenge to Yang Feng's current home, the Yang family. On the fort.
The Seventh Young Master ignored him. He just held the two beauties with one arm and took a sweet sip from time to time. He smiled and said, "What does it matter? How can the territory of a third-rate family turn the world upside down? Don't worry about it, hahaha!"
"Palace Master, this"
Wu Yong smacked his lips twice, with a look of begging on his face: "This Yang Family Fort was originally the boundary of my Wu family. It was obtained by Yang Feng who deceived the Lord of the Upper Realm Palace with his conspiracy. Now Yang Feng has been imprisoned. The family castle is leaderlessshouldn't"
Understanding what he meant, the Seventh Young Master couldn't help but smile: "You want to retake the Wu Family Fort, right?"
"Palace Master Mingjian, as a descendant of the Wu family, how can we let our ancestors' inheritance fall into the hands of outsiders? Please help me, Palace Master!"
With a plop, Wu Yong knelt down on his knees and immediately kowtowed three times to the second generation ancestor.
The Seventh Young Master waved his hands nonchalantly and said, "Okay, okay, this Wu Family Fort is returned to you. Go back and take over."
"Thank you, Master, but"
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Wu Yong was overjoyed, but soon hesitantly said: "Yang Feng has been operating in Yangjiapu for many years, and one of his subordinates went back to take over. I'm afraid the people below are not convinced!"
"The master of this palace has Jinkou Yuyan, and their subordinates dare to disobey?"
"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens!"
Frowning tightly, Wu Yong murmured: "The master has been sitting in Jinling Mansion, maybe he doesn't know it. Now those people below who have been bewitched by Yang Feng only know him Yang Feng, Master Yang Fort, and they don't know that there is another one in Jinling Mansion." Palace Master Jin.¡±
What?
With his eyes widened, the Seventh Young Master's face suddenly darkened: "This is simply unreasonable. Now you are leading a team of one hundred thousand mighty heavenly troops back. I'll see if they recognize my Jinling Mansion. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." We will do whatever it takes to destroy the Yang Family Fort."
"Yes, Palace Master!"
With a grin on his face, Wu Yong immediately bowed down, his eyes filled with excitement.
Sima Changfeng, Ge Hong, and the nobles of the Military and Horse Division, you traitors who betrayed my Wu family clan, I will definitely make you look good after I go back, you are so arrogant.
Smiling evilly in his heart, Wu Yong retreated with endless hatred.
A quarter of an hour later, Wu used to arrive at the cell where a group of third-rate family clan members were imprisoned, only to see that Yang Feng had used some sorcery to train these family heads in just half a day. Like a dog.
A group of clan heads who were all-powerful outside, at this moment, lined up like children attending a private school, reciting something in front of Yang Feng.
Yang Feng squinted at them, listening quietly, nodding slightly from time to time, and frowning from time to time, like an old gentleman.
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. The name can be named, but it is not named"
"Very good, I memorized this Tao Te Ching well, and I will be rewarded with a chicken drumstick!"
"A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people. A chivalrous person has public morality; a righteous person has private morality"
"Very good, this theory of chivalry is good. I'll reward you with a chicken drumstick, next one!"
"Thatthe way of a chivalrous man is not selfish, notnotnot"
"Feifeifei, your mind is gone? You can't even memorize a political commentary of less than a thousand words. Go back and memorize it. If you can't memorize it, you won't have food to eat tonight."
¡°Oh, woo woo!¡±
Yang Feng is like a Chinese teacher checking the recitation of texts, checking the homework of these heads of aristocratic families.
Those who pass will be treated to a gluttonous feast brought by Yang Feng; those who fail will continue to be remade.
A group of dignitaries, at this moment, started ideological reform under Yang Feng's severe reprimand for a few chicken legs.
Wu Yong was dumbfounded when he saw all this.
The heads of other aristocratic families were tortured and tortured when they came in. Why is this kid so special? Not only does nothing happen when he comes to the cell, but he also becomes the cell leader?
What the hell, that¡¯s totally unreasonable!
"Come here, what's going on? Where did he get the chicken legs? Did you take advantage of him and secretly bring it in for him?"
Wu Yong was furious and cursed: "Where is the cell leader?Come here, is this how you look after prisoners? Pull this kid out for me and give him fifty lashes first. "
"Mr. Wu, we have already smoked it!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a big, unrecognizable face with a bruised nose and swollen face suddenly appeared in front of him, and he said bitterly.
Wu Yong was startled and took a step back, thinking he had encountered a bear: "You what are you?"
"For Mr. Wu, I am the cell leader here."
"How did you change your character?"
"Hey, don't mention it, we really can't afford to offend this man, woo woo woo!"
When this matter was brought up, the cell leader said with an aggrieved face: "By the way, when you stuffed him in, did you really seal his cultivation?"
"What do you mean?"
"It means that we originally saw that this man was a bit arrogant, actually distributing leaflets in the prison, and doing some chivalry, so we wanted to teach him a lesson, but look at our faces now, woo woo woo!"
The cell leader was crying while calling the other jailers with bruises and swollen faces, and wailed: "If this man hadn't voluntarily stayed in jail and refused to leave, we really wouldn't be able to stop him, alas."
What?
Wu Yong was shocked as his body shook.
He never expected that after Yang Feng¡¯s cultivation level was sealed, he would still be able to beat the prison boss into such a miserable state. Could it be that his cultivation level was not sealed at all?
With this in mind, Wu Yong immediately called a powerful spiritual master to inspect the seal.
The two of them opened Yang Feng¡¯s cell door and checked Yang Feng. The great spiritual master said with great certainty: "There is nothing wrong with the seal on his Dantian. It is absolutely impossible to release any immortal power."
"This is impossible. His cultivation level has been banned, but he can still beat the prison boss into that state?" Wu Yong was puzzled and pointed at the prison boss.
The great spiritual master shook his head indifferently and said firmly: "Impossible, he will definitely not be able to exert any strength now. If you don't believe it, let him punch me and try?"
"good!"
bump!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng nodded firmly and punched the powerful spiritual master on the bridge of his nose.
In an instant, the great spiritual master knocked back dozens of cells, buried them in the ruins, and fainted.
Everyone present could not help but be dumbfounded as they watched, especially Wu Yong, who simply wanted to curse.
Damn it, is there any problem with this being called a seal?
His strength seems to be much higher than his own cultivation level!
But how did they know that Yang Feng¡¯s warrior trumpet¡¯s physical strength had already reached the strength of King Wu. Even without using the Immortal Power, the fist as big as a casserole cannot be carried by ordinary people, let alone a crispy mage like the Great Spirit Master (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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