Ace of Divine Doctor

In the sunset village, under the command of the leader, the spell seal masters rushed to Yang Feng.

Many villagers were so frightened that they thought they were dead.

"Die!"

Yang storm drank, and his eyes showed a murderous spirit.

"Ha ha!"

The leader of the mantra seal master smiled and said, "boy, I've seen many powerful experts. I haven't seen anyone who can kill people if I follow their words."

But as soon as hood's laughter ended, he was stunned because those men were really dead.

"This!"

Hood rubbed his eyes and thought he was wrong. How could this young man be so terrible? Yang Feng only said "die", and several of his men really died!

It's terrible. It's incredible.

The villagers of sunset village, as well as hazam, also looked at Yang Feng in shock. Who is this? It's so powerful and strange. In the hearts of these villagers, the spell seal masters are already the masters of the top, but the outsiders are more terrible and terrible.

"You, who the hell are you?"

Hood trembled and felt the threat of death.

"I am Yang Feng, the son of Yang Jiuding."

Yang Feng, son of Yang Jiuding.

.....

Yang Feng's voice spread all over the sunset village. Hazam and others were surprised and couldn't speak. The young man in front of him was the one who went out from the sunset village more than ten years ago. Unexpectedly, there was another big man in their sunset village.

"You... You, are you Yang Feng?" Hood's trembling voice.

"Good."

Yang Feng, with his hands on his back, looked at the villagers of sunset village and said, "I will guard everything my father Yang Jiuding guarded before his death. Don't you think the spell seal masters are high and can't be shaken? Well, I'll show you today. In fact, these spell seal masters are just like this."

After feeling Yang Feng's strong breath, hood turned in fear and wanted to run away.

He has heard of Yang Feng's great name and knows the power of Purdue gate, but he didn't expect that Yang Feng was Yang Jiuding's son. It's really God's will. He abused Yang Jiuding just now. Can Yang Feng let him go? Naturally, he won't let him go.

Pop!

Just as hood tried to turn around and escape, a loud slap came.

It turned out that Yang Feng slapped him heavily and beat him to the ground.

"Aren't you great? Aren't you arrogant? You not only dare to insult Yang Jiuding, but also let these villagers kneel down and die and shout thank Lord longen. Well, I'll give you a chance now. Kneel down and die. Shout thank Lord longen to me before you die." Yang Feng's cold voice came.

"Yang Feng, I'm also an expert under the command of the national teacher Wu Buyu. Even if you have great powers, you're not the opponent of the national teacher." Said hood reluctantly.

"Ha ha!"

In the wind, Yang Feng smiled and said, "what bullshit national teacher, I said he was rubbish. That's rubbish. I'll kill you first, and then kill the witch. Don't you want millions of souls? I'll take your souls away first and make you feel pain."

"Yang Feng, you have a big voice. Our national teacher Wu doesn't speak. How does that exist? Are you the opponent of the national teacher?" Lying on the ground, hood still thought of the national master.

National teacher!

Hearing this name, the villagers of sunset village are even more afraid. They can only contact ordinary spell and seal masters, but they can't look up to the existence of national masters.

"Hood, I now order you to kneel down and die, and shout to me to thank Lord longen."

Yang Feng's voice became colder and colder, almost jumping out of his teeth. Yang Feng now wants a tooth for a tooth!

"Ha ha, Yang Feng, I'd rather die than follow." Hood laughed with hatred.

Whoosh!

Yang Feng flicked a few golden swords into hood's body and quickly destroyed his internal organs and spirit.

"Ah ah!"

Hood screamed like a heart breaking lung. It was too painful. This feeling made him miserable and even wanted to commit suicide, but he was imprisoned by Yang Feng, so even if he wanted to commit suicide, he had no chance.

"Please, kill me, kill me."

Hurd, in his heart rending scream, pleaded loudly. He only wanted to die, but he couldn't die.

"Kneel down and die and say thanks to Lord longen, otherwise I will make you more painful than death." Yang Feng ordered.

Hood really couldn't stand it. He felt that the internal organs in his body seemed to break inch by inch. In addition, there seemed to be thousands of swords, constantly destroying his nerves.

Finally, with a distorted and painful look, he laboriously knelt on the ground and shouted, "please kill me. I am willing to die. Thank the Lord longen."

The villagers of sunset village were all shocked. The high mantra signers knelt down and died. They usually kneel down, but today it was these mantra signers kneel down.

"Well, well, since you want to die, I will complete you and draw your soul." Yang Feng said coldly.

"No, No."

Hood shouted, roared and begged, but Yang Feng's cold eyes still looked at him expressionless.

"Stop."

Just as Yang Feng was about to start, a voice like thunder came. Then, an old man stepped in the air. In the void, he only walked a few steps and crossed thousands of meters and appeared in the air of sunset village.

Hoo Hoo!

In the strong wind, the old man's black robe surged, and his deep and empty eyes stared at Yang Feng like a snake. His breath was very strange and powerful, which was more powerful than the original witch war Pharaoh.

"Who are you, boy?, Why do you know how to kill with the curse of hell? I was ten thousand meters away just now, and I even felt your breath. " Looking at Yang Feng, the old man asked.

"National teacher, national teacher, help."

HUD, who was kneeling on the ground waiting to die, saw the old man appear, he shouted for help. It turned out that the old man was the national teacher of the ancient mantra country, Wu Bu Yu.

Sent by the ancient mantra king, Wu Buyu came to Xuanshui city to inspect in person. Because the blood demon king and the three elders of the gate of life and death are about to reach Xuanshui City, the national teacher Wu Buyu took the first step. But just after passing near sunset village, he felt that someone was killed by Yan Luo mantra, so he came to have a look in person.

"National teacher, help me."

Hood saw hope. This is the national teacher of their ancient curse country. He is powerful.

After glancing at hood at random with cold eyes, Wu Buyu's eyes continued to look at Yang Feng and asked, "boy, who are you and why do you know how to kill the hell curse, and dare to kill my curse signer."

Yang Feng didn't answer each other's words, but asked coldly, "are you the national teacher of the ancient curse country

"Exactly."

In the void, the black robe surging Wu Buyu was very domineering. In his consciousness, he seemed to see Yang Feng kneeling hurriedly.

"It's your order to need millions of souls and kill millions of people?" Yang Feng continued to ask.

"Ha ha!"

Wu Buyu smiled, nodded and said, "yes, yes, it's really my order to kill millions of people and gather millions of souls. How spectacular and shocking it is."

While talking, Wu Buyu also hugged the earth, as if he was proud of his decision.

"Good, good."

Yang Feng nodded and said murderously, "in that case, I'll kill you and then take away your soul. Isn't it more perfect to have you among millions of souls?"

"What! Bold. "

The witch is silent and murderous. Where did the wild boy threaten to destroy him.

Who is he? He is a national teacher. He is Wu Bu language.

"My Lord, this boy claims to be Yang Feng and the son of Yang Jiuding." Hood warned.

Yang Feng!

After hearing the name, Wu Buyu looked dignified, because he had heard more or less about Yang Feng's deeds. However, after thinking that this is Xuanshui City, Wu Buyu still dominated the airway: "boy, you are Yang Feng. Unexpectedly, the head of Pudu gate is Yang Jiuding's son. Let my national teacher kill you."

"Even mole ants like you dare to threaten to destroy me."

"You are such a mole ant. You dare to kill millions of people and collect millions of souls."

Step, step!

While talking, Yang Feng stepped out in the air. Every step he took would leave a wave in the void.

Feeling Yang Feng's powerful murderous spirit, Wu Buyu was filled with black air, and said: "boy, this is Xuanshui City, and xuanwuji, the city master of Xuanshui City, is a peerless expert. Therefore, you can't leave here alive today. Ha ha, I didn't expect that the Purdue sect master who had been in power for a lifetime, would die here."

"Wu Buyu, don't worry. After killing you, I will kill the basaltic period, and then the ancient curse king." Yang Feng said word by word.

"Arrogance, ignorance."

Boom!

The witch didn't speak a loud roar, the robe waved quickly, and a black airflow rolled down like a storm.

WOW!

The vitality of all things around him is quickly absorbed by his black air flow. Powerful spell signers can arbitrarily deprive all things around of their energy by waving their hands.

Below!

The villagers of sunset village immediately felt that the vitality and energy in their bodies were being extracted rapidly. In fact, witches did not speak and did not rarely extract their vitality, because these ordinary people were useless to him, unless the number was extremely large and reached the level of 10000 people.

"Ah ah!"

A series of screams came, and thousands of villagers shouted because their vitality was being extracted quickly.

But the next moment, a blue light enveloped them. This is Yang Feng's creation.

The work of creation is the divine power of Dayu.

As one of the ten saints in ancient times, Dayu has made contributions to the human race and great merit. Therefore, the creation work in perception is as broad, profound and sacred as the spell and seal art without witchcraft.

In the void, Wu Buyu looked at Yang Feng in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to not only kill with the curse of hell, but also have the power of creation. Boy, I underestimate you."

"Wu Buyu, I'll kill you like a dog. Mole ants like you dare to kill millions of people and extract millions of souls. What a joke! " In the void, although Yang Feng's voice was not big, it clearly spread all around.

"National master, don't talk nonsense with him. Kill him, kill him."

Hood roared loudly below. As long as Yang Feng died, he could be saved.