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Chapter 464: Domineering debut

Whoop!

A rooster crowed, and the sky in the distance turned white.

The Ghost King and the group of black soul high-ranking people drank all night in the Wanshou Palace, depressed, and when they heard this piercing cry, they couldn't help shaking their bodies and muttering, "What time is it?"

"Master Qiqi, it's time!"

"Damn, it's dawn, the old man has been setting up this banquet for a whole day, and that bastard didn't come, was he letting go of the pigeons, damn!"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, the ghost king looked annoyed, hit the ground, slapped the table hard, and got up suddenly: "Don't wait, let's disperse." ”

"General Fu Demon, the god dick hero has arrived!"

However, as soon as his words fell, a scream sounded, and the ghost king shook again, hurriedly returned to his seat again, sat up, and at the same time glared fiercely at the subordinates below who were already waiting impatiently, and all of them were paralyzed in the capital, and scolded: "Sit up straight for me, show your momentum, this is our home field, don't let others underestimate it." ”

Ah, what kind of momentum can you have after being hung by others all night?

With a twitch of faces, after a night of wear, these big devils who were arrogant and high-spirited at the beginning were all depressed and listless at this moment.

However, since the master had a life, they still reluctantly straightened up, endured not yawning, and straightened their spirits.

The ghost king stared desperately at the big eyes of the copper bell, staring at the entrance of the palace, trying his best to show a domineering momentum, waiting for Yang Feng to enter the door.

At the same time, Ji Shishi was also staring deeply at the position at the door, with expectations and doubts in her eyes.

She really didn't know until now, why such a terrible ghost king and a group of demons were so jealous of the dead ghost in her family?

Roar!

Suddenly, a dragon roared and rushed straight into the nine heavens, shaking the entire palace continuously, and even more shocking the high-ranking members of the Black Soul Sect present, their hearts trembled, and they didn't know why.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a black shadow step into the courtyard, and his demeanor was calm and concise, like the emperor of heaven descending. Nine golden dragons are ringed, and the arch guards are on the side, shocking in all directions.

Yang Feng's eyes stared, and the ancient wells on his face did not wave, as if he was looking at the world, and everything was an ant. That lofty bearing made everyone present just look at it, and suddenly felt that they were small, like a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.

Never before, these powerful devils, when they see a person, they will have such a deep sense of surrender from the depths of their hearts.

There is no doubt that this is the true imperial might, a domineering force that even they can hardly resist.

Still, dead still.

At this time, everyone present was stunned, and they were all shocked by Yang Feng's special training for a month. Where are those high-level black soul leaders who still have the slightest momentum to speak of?

Now they don't bow down and beg for mercy, which is already good. Even, they didn't even dare to breathe at this time, for fear of committing a dragon face.

Wow, so handsome, I never thought that the dead ghost in my family would be serious, so domineering, I really like it.

That Ji Shishi was also the first time to see Yang Feng's unangry and self-righteous imperial attitude, when even if his eyes were full of peach blossoms, his pretty face was red.

As for that Yue'er, her eyes couldn't stop flickering, her heart was pounding involuntarily, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and her eyes were full of brilliance.

Sure enough, my lord is the true son of heaven, and this imperial temperament has steadily killed any emperor of the ten empires.

"Teach...... Master?"

And at this moment, the ghost king was already demented, because Yang Feng's tyrannosaurus robe was very familiar to him, this was a twelve-rank battle soldier that only their Holy Fire Sect leader could wear, which was equivalent to the dragon robe in the Holy Sect.

Thinking back then, he looked at this robe, I don't know how many times he bowed, and how many times he wore this dragon robe in his dreams.

Now, when the Ghost King saw this robe reappearing, especially when it was worn on Yang Feng, he was even more domineering, as if the sect leader was there in person.

couldn't help but raise his hands and wanted to kneel, but as soon as he raised one hand, he was knocked off by his other hand.

Then, lift it up again, and knock it off again.

I was shouting in my heart, he was not the sect leader, he was not the sect leader, the sect leader had died a long time ago, and he was an impostor.

However, even though he had been warning himself in his heart, after Yang Feng had gone through this month's etiquette training, he had already had the bearing of a sect leader from the inside out, which made the ghost king shake his head for a while, no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like a fake, and he couldn't help but want to bow down.

At this time, the momentum of the ghost king has completely dissipated, how can he still have the qualifications to shout, and he has not kowtowed to claim the master, which is already good.

Trample!

Finally, Yang Feng walked to the center of the main hall, stopped, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and after glancing at the ghost king indifferently, he said coldly: "Bold ghost king, why don't you kneel when you see this sect master!"

Wow, the sound is so textured. Why didn't the old lady find out before, this dead ghost is so stylish when he is serious?

Hearing his deep voice, Ji Shishi couldn't help but be even more intoxicated.

"The Four Great Guardian Kings of the Holy Fire Sect, the Ghost King's Soul Rebirth, see ......"

With a shock to his body, the ghost king was frightened by Yang Feng's majestic voice, and immediately got up to pay homage, but before he bent down his noble old waist, he suddenly froze, reacted, and then looked at Yang Feng's familiar face, and immediately said angrily: "No, you are not the leader of this sect, you are an impostor." Say, Divine Cock Hero, where did you get this dragon robe? What did you do with the old man's Holy Fire Sect?"

"When did the Holy Fire Cult become yours? You Holy Cult traitor, hum!"

With a cold snort, Yang Feng said with a proud face: "This seat is now the leader of the Holy Fire Sect, which is jointly supported by the two Dharma kings, the Corpse King and the Poison King, and witnessed by all the sect members on the Holy Sect General Altar, and has inherited the position of the sect leader." Ruo Er still remembered that he had been the Holy Sect King, so he quickly tied his hands and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, this seat can still spare your life. Otherwise, if you are still so obsessed, the Holy Fire Sect will never spare you!"

"What? Divine Cock Hero has become the leader of the Holy Fire Cult? Then our enemies, aren't they not just him, but a bunch of them. ”

"This time, his strength is like a monster, but now with the help of those old demons of the Holy Fire Sect, his power is huge. ”

"We have no chance of winning now, alas!"

......

Shaking their heads and sighing, those high-ranking members of the Black Soul Sect suddenly became even more worried.

After all, they couldn't even beat Yang Feng alone before, but now that they have directly received an ancient and huge organization, they are even less of an opponent.

How many years has their Black Soul Sect been established, and they are recruiting some underworld figures from three mountains and five mountains, miscellaneous, without organizational discipline, and to put it bluntly, they are a ragtag army.

But the Holy Fire Sect, which has been established for tens of thousands of years, has doctrine and faith, is organized and disciplined, has a clear division of labor, a clear hierarchy, and a proper regular army.

Even if the Holy Fire Cult is a little decayed now, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

Where are the people's background, if they are hard, who are the opponents of these rabble?

Besides, the boss of their family is just a Dharma King of the family, and this level is far behind.

Naturally, these Black Soul Sect members became even more pessimistic about their future prospects......