Chapter 465: Give me this robe

Staring at Yang Feng on the opposite side closely, he heard the bursts of the subordinates' sound in his ears. The ghost king was full of gloomy expressions, but he suddenly smiled, and smiled evilly, shaking his head and said: No , You are not, you are fake, they cannot hold you as the leader of old poison. "
How impossible? Don’t you see the leader’s robe here? &[Biqugew.co]rdquo;
What if you are wearing the saint robe of the leader? You have only been to the Holy Fire Church for a month, but you are just an outsider. You don't even know the doctrines, and you can't remember enough. What qualifications do you have to be the leader? I still know the backbone of those two old guys. No matter how intimidating you are, they won't be able to support you as the leader. You must have snatched your clothes. "
Hey, how do you know I grabbed this dress? "
When he raised his brows, Yang Feng immediately said with no irritation: This is what they gave me to wear when I attended the coronation of the leader. "
Fart, I don't know your history? I've already inquired clearly. "
What did you find out clearly? Do I have any criminal record? "
You just like to other people's clothes, known as the devil. When I was in southern Xinjiang, I took off the clothes of the two generals of the Dugu Army and the Yelu Army, as well as the clothes of their son. When I came to the capital, I took the armor of the imperial forest army commander in the palace, and later you even took off the dragon soul armor of the five old guys in the iron suit. It is said throughout the palace that you have a habit of collecting clothes, so you can collect all kinds of clothes, right? "
Uh this..."
Seeing the ghost king revealing his old bottom, Yang Feng couldn't help touching his nose in embarrassment, and smiled Cancan: I didn't see that their clothes were very chic, so I borrowed it to watch, why did I get the nickname of a maddened clothes . Misunderstanding, proper misunderstanding, hehehe. "
Huh!
As soon as the voice fell, the nine golden dragons around Yang Feng returned to the tyrannical robe, and he seemed to feel that the fact that the master had done was too embarrassing, it seemed like a generation of hegemons, they couldn't afford to lose that person.
Even if you a woman, it's better than snatching clothes. It's too trivial.
Ji Shishi also rolled his eyes helplessly and sighed lightly.
Whoops, it really is their master, handsome for only three seconds. What a big person, no one is watching, you can do everything, what are you doing robbing someone's clothes, alas.
Yue'er couldn't stop laughing and covering her mouth. Although their master looked like hegemony, he was still as innocent as a child, so funny, hehehe.
When the ghost king heard him say this, he confirmed that his leader is a fake, and gradually puffed up his chest, without the previous timidity, evil way: Yang Daxia, anyway, your habit of collecting other people’s clothes is hard and fast. Thing. Your master robe must have been snatched. "
Oh no, this is really the old poison they wore when they took over as my leader. "
Impossible, if you really inherited the position of leader, show me your holy fire! "
what? Torch? "
With a twitch of face, Yang Feng couldn't help but hesitated.
The King of Ghosts smiled coldly, and immediately contemptuously said: I pass the power first, and I have been the leader of the sacred church. If you really inherited the position of the leader, you should have the holy flame, but would you show it to the old man? If you can take out the sacred fire, I will admit that you are my and worship you. "
This is what you said. "
Yes, I said. "
A gentleman! "
Horses are hard to chase! "
it is good! "
With a loud shout, Yang Feng swept the crowd around with his face, raised a finger to the sky, and said solemnly: Everyone, the time to witness the miracle has come. The holy flame of the holy flame is present, it is rare to see in a century. Don't blink, you blink and don't see it, that is your loss. I just show it to you, there will be a charge for more. "
As soon as this statement came out, everyone at the scene stared at his fingers. Hearing his mysterious words, they all raised their curiosity.
The Holy Fire of the Holy Fire is well-known in the world, but how powerful they are, they have never seen it before. This time it is an eye-opener.
call!
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and a small fireball suddenly ignited on Yang Feng's finger. It was Yang Feng who used his first-level magic technique, fireball.
See it, this is the holy fire, haven't you seen it, this time it's eye-opening, hum. "
Uh!
The cheeks couldn't help but twitch, and everyone suddenly rolled their eyes.
Brother, if you put a fire spell at will, it's a holy fire. You think we are all earth leopards coming out of the mountain, and you have no knowledge.
The ghost king couldn't help but laugh, and said with contempt: Yang Daxia, are you also a holy fire? It's just a small fireball. If this is considered the Holy Fire, then you are too underestimating the tens of thousands of years of inheritance of our Holy Fire. "
Wow!
As he said, the ghost king also raised a finger, and a touch of hot golden light suddenly burned on the tip of the finger. The scorching temperature immediately caused the small fireball in Yang Feng's hand to tremble, and finally with a bang, the small fireball burst open, turned into a light glow, drifted into the golden glow on the finger of the ghost king, and blended into it. .
The corner of his mouth curled up in a proud arc, and the king of ghosts said with arrogance: This is our holy fire, the king of fire, the flame that will never go out, and your ordinary fireball is far different..."
call!
However, before he finished speaking, a cold wind blew, and the golden flame on the finger of the ghost king was blown out.
Posing his lips contemptuously, Yang Feng couldn't help but sneer: What is the flame that never goes out? Will it not go out, cut! "
Uh!
With a twitch of face, the ghost king couldn't help but sullen his mouth with a gloomy look, and then yelled: Daxia Yang, I know that you have the energy of the Earth-level ice element and can extinguish my holy fire. But don't be proud. After all, you still don't have the Holy Fire, and you are not the leader of my Holy Fire. "
No, it's not, I'm not too rare, huh! "
He curled his mouth in disdain, rolled his eyes, and Yang Feng raised his nostrils proudly.
When the ghost king saw this, he jumped with anger: I'm not saying that you are rare, but that you are not my leader, so you can't wear this dress. "
I can't wear it, who can wear it? "
I'll wear it! "
When he stood tall, the ghost king shouted immediately, his eyes fixed on the Tyrannosaurus robe, his eyes gleaming, full of nakedness.
Thinking of his ghost king's life in the world, he is not good, bad money, not good power, the only knot is the leader of the Holy Flame.
Especially this Tyrannical Robe, which symbolized the status of the leader of the Holy Church, he had long wanted to wear it, but he had never had a chance.
Now that the person who saw Yang Feng snatched the robe from the Holy Fire Sect General Altar, his eyes lighted up, and an eager covetous feeling came into his heart spontaneously, shouting: Daxia Yang, you make a price, this Give me a robe. "