"Tu Ganglie, why is he still alive?"

His pupils couldn't help but shrink, and Yueqing and others were immediately shocked.

"Can't it be... Wu Xiao's Protector failed?"

At this time, someone thought about it and called out again.

Yueqing and others' eyes were determined, and their hearts immediately sank.

With Wu Xiao’s strength, isn’t Tu Ganglie even more difficult to deal with?

Touch! But they didn't have time to think about what to do next. With a loud bang, Yang Feng kicked Yue Qing's big-faced plate with a flying leg and instantly kicked him out.

"This foot is for my brother!"

Puff! Leqing squirted out a bright red mouth and was still flying backwards in the air. Then there was another loud bang, and his whole body seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and suddenly he fell into the ground.

The powerful vibration waves shocked the entire yard continuously.

Yueqing, a powerful man at the second-level peak Martial King, had no power to resist under Yang Feng's monster-like strength.

Although the gap between the second and third orders is very big, is it really that big?

Everything came too suddenly and ended in a flash. The little brothers in Yueqing were confused throughout the whole process and did not see clearly what Yang Feng had done.

When they came to their senses, they looked around and saw that at this moment, Yueqing, the strongest boss among them, was already dyingly trampled under Yang Feng's foot.

Suddenly, everyone's hearts were terrified and they were so scared that they dared not move.

Yang Feng's eyes were cold and glared at Yue Qing, who was covered in bloody face below, and from time to time glanced at the evil god statue beside him that they had not had time to put away, murmured: "Are you from the Juetian God Cult?

Is this the evil god you worship?"

"How do you know..." A hint of doubt flashed in Yueqing's eyes, but he soon understood something and was shocked: "You have arrested the Protector of Wu Xiao?

He said everything?"

Without answering him, Yang Feng just turned his head and looked at the statue and said, "Go, shout out the boss behind you for me, I have something to talk to him."

"Bold, what are you? Are our Lord Gods the ones you want to see..." Touch! When Leqing heard this, he immediately said sarcastically, but before he finished speaking, Yang Feng raised his feet and kicked him hard in the face, and immediately kicked his mouth and teeth half off.

"I want to see your boss. What kind of dog thing are you? Are you qualified to reject me on behalf of your boss?"

That's never been bullied by Yueqing, the eldest young master Le, has been bullied like this.

But now Yang Feng stepped on his head with one foot and kicked him in the face with the other foot. He had no choice but to stare at Yang Feng with a resentful look.

Yang Feng ignored it and just gave an ultimatum coldly: "If you don't cooperate, you will have no value to survive."

As he said that, Yang Feng raised his foot slowly, but suddenly exuded a very heavy force, and then slowly stepped down.

Yueqing's pupils suddenly burst, and he could have fully sensed the weight of this foot, which was probably the accumulated weight of dozens of thousands of mountains.

If this is really pressed down, his head will definitely be trampled to the point of being left.

Suddenly, Yueqing was scared and screamed: "Yang Feng, do you dare?

If you kill our people from the Juetian Divine Sect, you won’t have a good ending!”

Ignore it, Yang Feng's foot stepping on had no intention of stopping.

"Okay, I surrender, I'm afraid of you. I'll invite you to the King of God of Teaching Jue Tian, ​​as long as you don't regret it then!"

Scream! The foot that was stomped on the ground stopped in the air, and then slowly moved to the side. Yang Feng gave a look at Yue Qing, who was lying on the ground and was repaired in an extremely miserable way, and ordered: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and work?"

Well! My heart was stagnant, and Yueqing dared not speak out, so he could only drag his body to the wounded, rolled away from the demon Yang Feng, and ran towards his friends.

Seeing that Young Master Yueqing was not dead, everyone immediately greeted him with concern and said comfortingly: "Mr. Le, are you okay?"

Slap... A series of slaps sounded one after another.

Yue Qing stared at them viciously and roared: "I look like this, right now, is it okay?

Also, you bastards, where were you when I was beaten just now?

Don't you know how to help?"

"Mr. Le, please forgive me.

You know the situation just now, even if we get on, we can't beat him.

It’s better to keep a useful body to avenge you in the future, even if you collect a corpse, so as not to become a lonely ghost.”

"What did you say?"

The younger brothers all covered their red cheeks and said with great grievance.

When Yueqing heard this, she was so angry that her lungs were almost exploding.

These bitchers are usually so excited that they are so attentive when they are chanting. As a result, when the critical moment comes, they will only be able to protect themselves. They are all unreliable. I am so happy... "Is there still going to finish it, so hurry up and shout out your boss for me!"

Yue Qingzhen wanted to greet these people's ancestors for the 18th generation, but before she could speak, Yang Feng, not far away, was already extremely impatient to urge him.

There was no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart, glared at everyone fiercely, and roared: "I will settle the score with you in the future. Now let's open the cauldron and ask for the gods."

"Mr. Le, do you really want to invite Lord Juetian God King for him?"

When someone heard his words, he couldn't help but feel anxious, as if he was hesitating.

Yue Qing glared at him fiercely and cursed: "What else should I do?

Judging from his appearance, it seems that if we didn’t invite Lord Jue Tian to come out today, we wouldn’t have thought of leaving alive.

Damn, there are problems with the public security of this super-class family. Just now, this kid made such a big noise here, so why didn’t anyone come out to take care of it?”

"Mr. Le!"

Taking a deep breath, the man thought for a while and then said, "But a month ago, Lord Juetian God King once told us that, before he had no choice, he should try to ask him to show his miracles as little as possible.

If we ask for it out rashly and the Lord God King blames us, what should we do?"

"What's the solution? It's a last resort now!"

Rolling his eyes, Yue Qing glanced at Yang Feng carefully again, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "This little brat wants to see our main god, so we will invite him out.

No matter how strong this kid is, he will die without a place to die, hum."

As he said that Yueqing had already begun preparing for the ceremony of inviting gods.

After pondering for a while, his friends also started working with him.

When everything was ready, Yueqing and others began to bow and knock three times, and were still chanting some strange spells in their mouths. It was probably the secret code set by the evil god.

Yang Feng just stared coldly, waiting for the evil god to come.

A quarter of an hour later, the wind and clouds surging, and the temperature in this small yard began to drop rapidly, and a gloomy cold air made people feel scared.
Chapter completed!