Alien God System

What, Dragon Sword?

Hearing what he said, the iron jersey that had been pressed under his body, howling in pain, immediately glared at his pupils, turned his head and said in shock: The inner dog fell down to the big toad? "

He originally wanted to say, are you a hero. But Yang Feng's punch just now knocked out his two front teeth and the blood on his mouth, so he was vague.

Yang Feng heard this, his face shook, and then he slapped his face and slapped his iron suit and shaved his ears. He cursed: Oh, you, an unrepentant old pervert, you are so imminent that you dare to insult the university. Man? You are the **** dog, the big toad that fell down, I'm pooh! "

No, I didn't scold you!

With a twitch of face, the iron suit was about to cry.

Cho Lang Lang!

At this time, with the sound of a dragon chant, Yang Feng already raised his sword high and smiled evilly at the iron suit: Today next year will be your sacrifice day, go to death. "

No!

Tie Zhanyi was startled, his face paled with fear, and his eyes were full of fear.

Originally, he was not afraid of death during his whole life, but under the name of an old satyr, he was slashed by his own guard in his own house, and he died too aggrieved.

Maybe it is because blood is thicker than water, and because of relatives, there is telepathy.

Just at this very moment, Yun Zhan on the side suddenly felt that this old man was so pitiful, he couldn't help but hurriedly stopped Yang Feng's sword blade that was about to be swung down, and pleaded: Wait, will there be any misunderstandings here? Killed the wrong person. "

There will be no misunderstandings, I just checked everything out. "

Then if he is really enshrined by my family, he should also be handed over to his father for interrogation! "

Hi, your father gave me this Dragon Yin Sword, which is equivalent to authorization. If the emperor can slash, I can slash, and I will be the master for him! "Yang Feng grinned and was about to swing his sword again.

The iron suit was pressed under Yang Feng's knees, and he was about to scold his mother.

Damn the emperor, what dragon sword do you give him? Does his evil sect's strength need the Dragon Sword? Oh oh... the old man was killed by you!

However, Yun Zhan still seemed unbearable, fearing that he would kill the wrong good minister, and stopped saying: After all, what happened to my family's worship should be determined by my father. You killed it casually. Although my father agreed, but it is not an urgent matter. If you ask my father for his opinion, it is considered to be a face to him. "

Hmm...Yes, this kind of old pervert, you can show your dad. Let him know that in the future, when enshrining worship, don't just look at strength, character is also very important, otherwise it is easy to make trouble! "

Yang Feng thought for a while, nodded lightly, and agreed.

Hearing this, Tie Zhanyi couldn't help sighing, and this old fate was finally saved.

It's just that there is a bit of sadness in my heart. I think of him in the iron war clothes hero I. I didn't expect that when he was old, his life would depend on the great granddaughter to intercede.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Fengti slipped into the iron jersey's body that was about to fall apart, and walked into the depths of the palace. He found a little **** and asked the emperor where he was. Then he swaggered and took the criminal to receive the reward.

At the same time, in the Longevity Palace, the emperor and the others continued to feast with laughter, and everyone's faces were full of hope, even if they worshipped.

Since they saw the terrifying claw skills of the iron suit, they have become more determined about the bright future.

The number one master of the Nanzhao Kingdom, the Iron War Clothes of the Crazy Dragon God of War, really deserves its reputation.

With him on the go, coupled with the gods and heroes, the two swords are combined, it is easy to get rid of the ghost king and his black soul teaching, hahaha!

Only the national teacher sat sullenly at the corner of the corner, thinking about when the banquet would end.

Suddenly, at this moment, the little yellow shirt outside hurriedly ran in, and bowed to report: Your Majesty, the big thing is not good, the gods and heroes are asking to see you outside! "

Oh? Daxia Yang is here? What's so bad about this? Originally, I banqueted all the guests this time, Yang Daxia was my guest, hahaha! "

Uh..."

The little yellow shirt was speechless for a while, looked at the look in the eyes of everyone around him, and didn't know how to answer. The emperor's face sank, and he waved his hand and said: What are you doing in a daze, please invite Daxia Yang in! "

Yes! "

After groaning for a while, the little yellow shirt stiffened his head and bowed, and then went down to deliver the message.

And when he heard Yang Feng coming, the big offering also whispered to Ye Luyan who was on the side: Yan'er, Daxia Yang is coming soon. Tell him about Brother Tie's meeting with him. Be sure to let him respect the old and love the young. He was merciful and gave the royal a face. "

Got it! "

Ye Luyan nodded slightly, smiled and agreed, but quickly kept her eyes on her face, her face trembled involuntarily, and she was about to cry: Great worship, I don't think I need to tell Master this! "

what? Why? "

The Great Envoy was taken aback, looked at him puzzledly, but saw his expression like eating a fly, staring straight ahead, and looking in the direction of his eyes, but it’s okay not to look. Looking at it, she suddenly became so scared that her face turned pale, and she couldn't help but breathe in cold air.

What are you really afraid of, they have already started?

And... Yang Daxia really doesn't show any affection, tut!

With a wry smile, the Great Worship lowered his head heavily, shaking his head and lamenting.

As for the other people, they were all stunned and dumbfounded when they looked at the approaching figure outside the hall.

Only that Guo Shijun was unkind and his eyes lit up. Although his arms had already been scrapped, he still shook his body forward, shaking his arms high, his thumbs slightly raised.

Even Jun Buren usually has a headache for Yang Feng's domineering style, and even hates him to grit his teeth.

But this time, he had to praise the heroic hero for his righteous act.

Daxia Yang, good job!

I wanted to beat this arrogant old man a long time ago, but because of his high status, he didn't dare to do anything with him; second, he was also strong, and I couldn't beat him.

But you actually beat it directly, it's so kind, it's so happy, hahaha!

Jun Buren smiled so that his entire face was almost blooming. He never expected that he had been unhappy today, and the only comforting thing was brought to him by Yang Feng, his opponent.

Looking at all this from the high seat, the emperor couldn't stop his face stiff, I don't know if he should be happy or sad.

Ta Ta Ta!

The calm pace sounded step by step, and Yang Feng, wearing the clothes led by Ouchi, took an extremely arrogant step, and walked up to this magnificent hall proudly.

Behind him was an old man in gold armor, his face covered with blood stains, and a dazzling trace was drawn.

Even if the old man's face is now a bit unrecognizable, it is hard to recognize.

But this dress is familiar to everyone.

Isn’t that the armor of our number one master in Nanzhao, the Iron Battle Suit of the Crazy Dragon God of War...