The corpse king's face that was close to the floor was loosened, his body trembled slightly. He looked up and saw that at some point, Yang Feng had already appeared in front of him, with a cold face.

"Master, you..."

"Old Ghost, when did the Dharma King of the Holy Fire Sect become so cowardly? It's so bad that a young boy can ride on his head."

A deep light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes and he made a faint sound.

The corpse king felt a stern heart, and he hugged Yang Feng with shame and said, "The leader has taught him a lesson, but now is different from the past, and his subordinates are helpless."

"I know, so I don't blame you for losing my people like this."

Shrugging disconcertingly, Yang Feng smiled evilly and said, "Let's go and meet the immortal immortal and get the place back."

"Master, be careful!"

"Be careful, I am not that cautious person."

With a chuckle, Yang Feng took Lin Fei and the others and walked out with great strides: "Either you follow up and regain the reputation of this sect with this sect leader, or you will hide behind you,

The leader is here to let you breathe."

"Master, where do you start? Do you think your subordinates are greedy for life and fear death? They are worried about your safety. After all, the immortal immortal is the first-class demonic force in the spiritual world.

It's not easy to provoke. Now that you have offended it, you should hurry up and leave from the secret passage behind and let your subordinates buy you time to escape."

Swish!

A flash of body, the corpse king stood in front of Yang Feng and said passionately.

Yang Feng grinned and said with a smile: "Why, are you so sure that this sect leader can't do that old immortal?"

"Master, even if you are a genius, you have reached the strength of the King of Martial Arts within just a few days of coming to the spiritual world, you will only fight alone. How could you be the opponent of the Immortal Palace for thousands of years?

You can defeat the immortal immortal, but so many of their masters are eyeing you, you are outnumbered."

"Out of the few?"

Hearing the advice of the Corpse King, looking at his anxious eyes again, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled immediately: "I like to be outnumbered and bully the many with few. Otherwise, it would be like in the lower world.

Every time you go out to fight, you will rush to get on, and you will not give me any room to play. This time, I will go to exercise my muscles and bones, hahaha!"

With a big laugh, Yang Feng ignored the corpse king's persuasion and still walked out with a swagger, stomping his feet in a hurry.

However, since the leader had made up his mind, he had no choice but to follow him and protect him.

I just hope that after the war between the two sides can die for the leader.

When everyone walked out of the door, the boy Zhaixing who was kicked away staggered to stand up, covered his instantly swollen cheek, glared at Yang Feng fiercely, gritted his teeth and said:

Who are you, even I dare to kick me? I'm looking for death!"

bump!

Without replying, Yang Feng walked straight to him and kicked him out again.

Before he could react, what was going on? He was flying backwards out of the sky like a cannonball.

boom!

Finally, in full view of tens of thousands of people on the mountain road, the boy Zhaixing vomited blood and smashed a big pit. His eyes turned pale and his breath was completely gone.

Well!

Everyone outside couldn't help but twitched twice, staring at them with big eyes, and was shocked to see all this.

How could they have thought that the most beloved disciple of the Immortal Old Immortal, Lord Zhaixing, would be killed so confusedly under the nose of the Old Immortal?

Moreover, the place where the boy who picked star fell was so desperate that it was one meter away from the old Perseid.

Click!

A crisp sound of fist burst came from the white gauze tent carried by sixteen powerful martial kings. When everyone saw it, they were all heartbroken. They hurriedly lowered their heads and dared not say anything more.

It's right.

It's over, the old fairy is angry!

"Who did it?"

"I did it, what's wrong?"

With a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng walked out carelessly, and Lin Fei, the Corpse King and others followed closely.

The voice in the gauze tent became much deeper, but the tone became colder: "Who are you? How dare you hurt my disciples in the Immortal Palace?"

"Yang Feng, the leader of the Holy Fire Sect, what's wrong with killing you a minion? What can you do to me, hahaha!"

Yang Feng was extremely arrogant and provocative, which scared everyone around him to the point of being green.

Who is this person? When I saw the old immortal, I dared to be so arrogant and domineering, and I didn’t want to live anymore? Besides, which demonic sect is the Holy Fire Sect? Why am I?

Have you never heard of it before?

This question is something that the immortal immortal really wants to figure out.

Although he wanted to crush this arrogant brat to death, seeing his fearless look, he still carefully inquired: "What is the power of the Holy Fire Sect?

I have never heard of it.”

"It's right that you haven't heard of it. The Holy Fire Sect is a sect ruled by our leader in the lower realm. It seems that there is no such division in the spiritual world. But since the leader is here, the division will start sooner or later

Come, hahaha!"

"What, the sect in the lower realm?"

Click!

Hearing his words, the bones in the immortal old immortal's body shook and made an explosion.

The aura in the white gauze tent kept flowing, and the shadow of the gauze was floating. It was obvious that the immortal immortal was so angry that he couldn't even control his own breath.

Originally, this immortal immortal looked at Yang Feng's arrogant and domineering appearance, probably because he had a famous young man from a very big family. He should not easily form a gang, but he turned out to be just from a lower realm sect.

Leader.

Then how can you be so damn?

Do you think a dragon in the lower world can still be a dragon when you come to the spiritual world? Or do you mean you came to play tricks on me on purpose?

The rest of the people couldn't help but lower their heads and smiled secretly, looking at Yang Feng with contempt.

This guy is either a lunatic or a fool. He has never seen the world of the spiritual world, right? He actually dared to take down the reputation of the world to scare people. He is simply tired of living.

"court death!"

Finally, the immortal immortal roared and whispered out of the gauze tent, but it was a five-foot-foot-old man with a long hair and a young face, energetic and imposing.

In just a blink of an eye, he came to Yang Feng and slapped it out with a palm.

Judging from the terrifying palm power, he is clearly a martial king who is above the third level or a spiritual saint-level master.

The Corpse King was shocked and could not believe that the immortal immortal would do it himself. It was too late to send his eight dead bodies to stop him, so he could only shout: "Master,

careful!"

Everyone around was also unbelievable. The old immortal rarely took action, and his subordinates came forward to solve the enemy. This time, he couldn't help but lead the way. It can be seen that Yang Feng just took the old immortal.

How choking is it so angry.

It's over, this kid must not even be able to keep his entire body.

People smiled secretly in their hearts, looking gloating.

roar!

But just as the old immortal's palm was about to hit Yang Feng's forehead, a deafening beast roar immediately exploded into the entire mountain road, almost shaking the eardrums of everyone present.

Weared...
Chapter completed!