Alien God System

With a confident smile at the corner of his mouth forever, Yang Feng descended gracefully from the top of the nine heavens under the eyes of everyone, and was suave.

At this time, the bright moon above his head was his chasing light; this entire battlefield was his stage.

No matter how arrogant and terrifying the old ghost king was. But at this time, people feel from the bottom of their hearts that the protagonist of this war has changed.

This heroine is the real actor tonight, and the previous ghost king is just warming up for others.

Since he appeared on the stage, he has robbed all the limelight here. The King of Ghosts stared at the familiar figure closely, his beard shook violently, and roared: "God's hero, why are you always Do you have to do such a big show when you appear again? Are you annoying? What kind of airs do you play? "

Do you care about me? There are kinds of you, too? cut! "

Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng fell on the ground with a sneer.

When everyone saw that he finally appeared, they couldn't help being excited, and Yan Tianxing was even crying and said: Yang Daxia, you are finally here. If you don't come, we will really be wiped out. "

Even if I come now, it seems that you have been wiped out by others. How did he get the black soul imprint on him again? And also got so many? "

His eyes shook slightly, and Yang Feng looked at everyone around him, his eyes gleaming with a faint golden light.

At this moment, Yang Feng possesses the fire of the Holy Soul Heart Flame, so he can naturally feel the flame marks engraved in the souls of everyone present.

It's just that he didn't expect to be engraved so many, it seems that the skill of the ghost king has greatly increased.

A little embarrassed and lowered his head, Yan Tianxing sighed helplessly: Alas, I'm causing you trouble again. "

Don't say that, all brothers, leave it to me! "

Gently patted him on the shoulder and gave a few words of relief. After Yang Feng gave the rest assured eyes of the surrounding friends who trusted him, he raised his head and stared at the ghost king on the top of the tree, shaking his folding fan and laughing. : Yo, old ghost, didn’t you say that the moon will be full tonight, don’t we both fight? Why did you fight in advance? Is it interesting to bully these weak children? Do you have a long face? "

Uh... kid?

The skin twitched slightly, the Poison King and the others couldn't help scratching their cheeks in embarrassment, and the other martial arts masters also shook their heads with awkward smiles.

I go!

I think that their masters of all disciplines are all well-known big figures in the arena, but now in the mouth of this god, they have become weak children.

This is because they are really stronger than us. They really look down on us, and they are still deliberately burying us, alas!

After slapped their mouths twice, everyone felt a little dissatisfied, and they didn't believe that even if this **** hero was more powerful, how could he be better than them?

Only the King of Ghosts nodded in agreement, and laughed: Daxia Yang, you can't blame me! They came to die by themselves. Could it be that the old man still took two bites when there was meat to his lips? Hahaha... It's Daxia Yang, why are you so late? If you come later, I am afraid that the entire black soul tree of the old man has spread throughout the Nanzhao Empire. "

Oops, there is no way, it is really hard to hurry with a few burdens. And to show the importance of this duel, I saw a clothing store on the road, so I went in and picked a white robe and added a paper folding fan to decorate it. Doesn't it make me more handsome? "

Well, indeed. Daxia Yang really has a special liking for his outfit. Even the disaster of the old man's black soul tree resurrection can be forgotten, and he still has a leisurely and elegant run to pick clothes. I really admire your composure and calmness, ha ha ha! "With a sneer, the ghost king gave Yang Feng a fist, but his teeth were itchy with hatred.

Before Yang Feng duel with him, he was so relaxed and comfortable, he obviously didn't look at him.

I'll let you taste the power of this black soul tree, huh!

The ghost king slandered.

The rest of the people were also embarrassed and couldn't help but look at it.

When they face the ghost king, they are all facing the enemy. Why is this **** hero so comfortable? Is he reliable?

Only those who know Yang Feng understand that they have this strength and confidence.

Gently shook the folding fan, blowing up his elegant bangs, Yang Feng raised the corner of his mouth, hit the folding fan, and pointed towards the top of the tree: Let's stop talking nonsense, let's start fighting. But before that, according to the agreement, let me go first... uh, princess Yun Zhan let go, let's decide the victory and defeat openly! "

Hold on! "

what did you say? "

I won't let go! "

An evil arc crossed the corner of his mouth, and the ghost king sneered.

Yang Feng's ears moved slightly, his face sank suddenly, and he shouted: Old ghost, although you are not a good person, I have always respected your personality and I am quite trustworthy. How can things come to an end and go back? Wouldn't you still be afraid of me even if you resurrect the Black Soul Tree? Are you still taking hostages to threaten me? You have no confidence in your black soul tree. "

No, I have confidence in my young sapling, but I just won’t let it go! "

Why? "

Who made you pretend to be so aggressive just now? The old man couldn't see it, huh! "

There was a rough breath from the nostrils, but with a sigh, a black root rushed out, strangling Yun Zhan's neck and hanging her high.

God ** hero, if you want the old man to release the princess, you first kneel and kowtow to me three times! "

what did you say? "

The old man asked you to kneel and kowtow to me! "

Staring at him fiercely, the ghost king gritted his teeth and said: For so long, the old man has had enough of your sulking. Before officially solving you, the old man must make you bow your head to the old man, have you heard? Kneel down to me! "

Daydreaming, what are you, worthy of me to kneel? "

If you don't kneel, Yun fights to death! "

His eyes glared suddenly, and the King of Ghosts roared loudly, and the roots around Yun Zhan's neck couldn't help tightening.

Yeah, hurry up on your knees, God's hero, begging for mercy to our master, Jie Jie Jie! "Those black soul cultists, watching the battle, were all dancing, whistling and teasing.

Staring closely at the evil gaze of the ghost king, Yang Feng clenched his fist tightly, his eyes breathed out fire.

The Ghost King stared at him fiercely, with expectation in his eyes, his face was full of hideousness, and he roared: You are on your knees..."

bump!

However, he hadn't finished speaking yet. Suddenly, a loud noise came from behind him, and he was stabbed for no reason.

Who?

Although the knife was harmless to him, it still made him angry. It was unforgivable that someone dared to attack him from behind.

Turning his head abruptly, the ghost king saw a face full of grief and indignation: This knife was for my grandpa! "

It's you? "

Looking up and down his dress, it was the dress of the Imperial Guard, the ghost king immediately asked in surprise: Are you not my Black Soul Cult? "

I am an undercover agent! "

With crimson eyes, Dugu Hai gritted his teeth and said: Also, I am the big disciple of the gods ** heroes, my master will never, and cannot kneel to you asshole! "

Asshole stuff! "

With a twitch of face, Ghost King's eyes were already full of killing intent.

Yang Feng's eyes lit up. Taking advantage of his dazzling time, he teleported to Yun Zhan's side. A hand knife cut off the black roots that entangled her, and Yun Zhan was rescued. Smiled and said: Ahai, you deserve to be a good apprentice as a teacher. You have done meritorious service this time, and decided for your teacher that from now on, you will be a big disciple of your own school, hahaha! "