Ace of Divine Doctor

After killing Lei Zu, Yang Feng puts away his Xuanyuan sword. Next, he will go to the second world to rescue the spirit emperor, fight Heifeng again, and deal with the emperor of heaven.

But Yang Feng knows that neither Heifeng nor the emperor of heaven is so easy to deal with.

"Yang Feng."

In the void, Saint Laurent and LAN blood dragon came flying and said, "you finally killed the little saint and Lei Zu."

"Yang Feng, we don't have much time. Leave here quickly and return to the second world to rescue the spirit emperor." Saint Laurent said anxiously.

"OK, let's go now."

Yang Feng did not want to delay time, nor did he dare to delay time, because the spirit emperor in the seal, like a remnant candle in the wind, would be extinguished at any time.

……

Ten thousand dragons in the abyss!

Jianxiong and those experts stood under the holy light and felt that the battle fluctuation in the space disappeared. A group of them were smiling and in a good mood.

"Everyone, Yang Feng has died in the war, because the candle nine Yin space has returned to calm."

An expert smiled happily and was in a good mood. Although he had no deep hatred with Yang Feng, no hatred of killing his father or seizing his wife, he was unwilling and didn't want Yang Feng to monopolize the treasures in the mausoleum.

"Yes, Yang Feng will die, but he asked for it all." Another expert is also gloating.

In fact, the mentality of these people is jealousy. They don't want people who have been inferior to them to finally stand on their heads.

This mentality is somewhat similar to some people. If they know that the poor guy in the past has made a fortune, they will certainly envy and envy, because the poor man once became a rich man and had more money than them, so they will be jealous.

But if a person who is already very rich, even if he makes a big account later, no one will envy, envy and hate, because the high rich handsome has always been rich and excellent. In fact, this mentality is very common and common.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the battle fluctuation in space has disappeared. The battle must be over. Yang Feng is estimated to be dead. Let's welcome the little saint and Lei Zu." The majestic voice of Jianxiong came.

WOW!

In that space, waves of sound came, and someone came out.

After feeling the fluctuation of true Qi and knowing that someone came out of the space, Jianxiong said anxiously: "everyone, welcome the sage and Lei Zu."

"Yes."

The loud voice of the people came neatly. Then they knelt down at the same time and said, "welcome the saint and Lei Zu."

All those who kneel down, all bow their heads and dare not raise their heads. Except Jianxiong, he still looks up into the air, because he knows Lei Zu, and as the elder of Shengjian palace, his status is higher than that of other experts here.

But the next moment, Jianxiong's face turned green, because it was not Si Zhongheng or Lei Zu, but Yang Feng, Saint Laurent and LAN Xuelong.

"What's going on and why?"

Jianxiong couldn't figure out why the sage and Lei Zu didn't come out of the tomb of candle nine Yin. There is only one possibility. The sage Si Zhongheng died and Lei Zu died, but Yang Feng shouldn't be so rebellious and so powerful. He can kill the sage and Lei Zu.

"Saint, Lei Zu, I have one thing to ask."

A disciple of the holy sword palace knelt on the ground. Because he lowered his head, he didn't know that what appeared at the moment was not Si Zhongheng and Lei Zu, but Yang Feng.

"Sage, Lei Zu, please give us Yang Feng's body. We will cut him thousands of times." The disciple of the holy sword Palace said respectfully.

Pooh!

The ambition of the sword is cold. Ma's, this boy is really looking for death. Does he want to kill himself.

The man still didn't look up and continued to respectfully say, "Saint Lei Zu, Yang Feng has a deep hatred with my holy sword palace and with those scattered brothers. Please give his body to us. We must cut him thousands of knives to vent our hatred."

Jianxiong's face is green. He really wants to jump up and slap the man to death.

Madder!

This man is really a pig. I don't know how to look up and talk, but I can't blame this man. After all, even his sword hero thinks Yang Feng will die.

In his anxiety, Jianxiong secretly pushed the man and motioned him not to talk indiscriminately, but the man misunderstood and changed his mouth: "saint, Lei Zu, this is what our elder means. Our elder hates Yang Feng, so even if this man dies, we have to cut him thousands of knives to make our elder extinguish."

Pop!

Jianxiong couldn't help it. Can you say this? In his anger, he slapped his men hard, beat them out and hit them heavily on the ground.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the man fell to the ground. He was a little confused and said, "elder, why did you hit me? Isn't that what you mean? You just told the people that when the saint and Lei Zu came out, they asked them to hand over Yang Feng's body and cut it thousands of times. I didn't say anything wrong."

"Shut up, shut up."

make love!

In his anger, Jianxiong slapped his men again. Madder, it's stupid. Such words will kill him.

Those experts who knelt on the ground were puzzled and asked one after another: "elder Jianxiong, what's the matter with you? This man didn't say anything wrong. You did say that once the saint and Lei Zu came out, they asked for Yang Feng's body, and then cut it thousands of times. We all heard."

"Yes, yes, we also heard that elder Jianxiong hates Yang Feng, but so do we."

The rest of those masters also spoke out one after another.

"Shut up, who dares to talk nonsense again? Be careful that I kill him. Yang Feng, sect leader Yang, who is that person, how powerful it is and what a hero it is. We should respect, love and support him, because he is dedicated to the people, so he deserves everyone's respect."

Jianxiong almost roared out, worried that Yang Feng would kill him when he learned about it.

Those masters were curious about what happened to Jianxiong. Because they didn't understand it, countless people looked up into the void at the same time. At a glance, their faces changed greatly, because the people who came out of the mausoleum were not Si Zhongheng and Lei Zu, but Yang Feng.

"This..."

Shocked, those masters asked curiously, "elder Jianxiong, what's going on?"

"Yes, elder, didn't you just say that Yang Feng is dead? Why can he come out alive?" Asked a disciple of the holy sword palace.

Pop!

Jianxiong was very angry. He slapped the disciple and said angrily, "you rubbish, you can't belittle the leader of Yang clan. Who is the leader of Pudu clan? He is the Savior of the world. How can I say such treacherous words."

In Jianxiong's anger, the holy sword palace and those scattered practitioners came back to God. It's important to keep their lives first.

"Lord Yang."

Looking at the empty air, Jianxiong said anxiously: "my damn man speaks wildly to you and doesn't respect you. He deserves to die, but please don't worry. I've cleaned up the door. From now on, no matter who dares to say a bad word about you, I'll kill him."

"Jianxiong, you seem to hate me very much. You even want to cut me thousands of times. Even if I die, you won't let me go." Yang Feng said coldly.

"Wronged, wronged."

Jianxiong said loudly, "Lord Yang, I'm not that kind of person. In fact, I'm not satisfied with anyone. I'll obey Lord Yang, because in my heart, you are a real hero. You dare to be the enemy of the emperor of heaven and the gate of life and death. With this courage, we also deserve our admiration."

Yang Feng is disgusted with this kind of flatterer, because this kind of person is the grass on the wall and falls down with the wind.

"Don't talk nonsense, Jianxiong. I wanted to save your life, but you don't know how to live or die, so don't blame me for being rude."

When Yang Feng's cold voice came, Jianxiong hurriedly said, "Yang clan leader, don't you forget that your Xuanyuan sword is damaged and lacking, and you still need me. I've figured it out. I'm willing to help you recast Xuanyuan sword and restore artifacts for you. Not only that, from now on, I'm willing to be your loyal hand."

Hum!

Yang Feng snorted coldly and said, "Jianxiong, after I destroy it, I can recast Xuanyuan sword as long as I go to your holy sword palace. Of course, you can't see this day, because I won't let anyone who wants me to die."

"Lord Yang, calm down and spare your life."

Jianxiong regretted it, but he could be angry. All the rubbish under his hands are stupid waste. If these rice buckets were a little smarter, he wouldn't be like this. But now it's useless to complain about these men. Let's think of a way to ask Yang Feng for mercy.

"Lord Yang, as long as you let me go, I swear to fight for you and be loyal." Jianxiong swore to heaven that he just wanted to live at the moment. It doesn't matter to restore the peak strength of the sect and expand the sect.

"Die!"

Whew!

Boom!

Yang Feng directly cut down with a sword, and the golden awn of the sword rushed to Jianxiong.

"Yang..."

Under the powerful golden light, Jianxiong was shocked and wanted to beg for mercy, but he had no chance, because Yang Feng's sword Qi directly annihilated him.

"Lord Yang, spare your life."

"Spare your life."

Seeing that Jianxiong was killed, the remaining experts kept begging for mercy, but for these people, Yang Feng just glanced at them at random, and then quickly flew out of the Wanlong abyss with Saint Roland and and LAN blood dragon.

Hoo Hoo!

The cold wind blew. Under the light, countless experts trembled and knelt on the ground in fear. They were very afraid, but they were more curious about why Yang Feng didn't speak or get angry. After waiting for a long time, these people slowly raised their heads and then found that Yang Feng was gone.

And Saint Laurent and LAN blood dragon also disappeared in the void. These experts were relieved that the original strong Yang Feng disdained to destroy them.