Chapter 978: Overpower

Sa!
The soldier's trumpet was immediately converted to the mage's account. No matter the mental strength, attack power, defense power, etc., it reached the level, Yang Feng suddenly didn't feel dizzy.
However, his drinking spirit is still not awake.
He squinted his eyes and looked forward swayingly, only to see that at this moment, a figure in a purple robe stood proudly in front of the door, glaring at him, eyes full of anger.
Looking up again, there was a dazzling number 98 on top of that person's head.
This is... level ninety-eight? No way? "
Rubbing his eyes severely, shaking his head, Yang Feng patted his cheek drunkly and said with a laugh: Oh, I must have drunk too much today and my old eyes are dim. I've traveled all over the world, and I've come across at most fifty-level patriarchs, the five patriarchs of the Demon Race, and the few people of Qiu Xiaotian. Where is the ninety-eight from here? Estimated to be... thirty-eight, twenty-eight, or eighteen? "
Yang Feng rolled his eyes and counted there, and finally nodded firmly, believing his guess.
Yes, he must be 38, not 98.
Thinking about this, Yang Feng walked out grinningly, shouting loudly: Hey, who are you, why are you running to my house? Robbery or competition? I tell you, you can't beat me regardless of robbery or martial arts, hahaha! "
Yang Feng was smirking, looking like a drunkard.
But when Yan Chongtian watched this scene, his eyes trembled and he was surprised.
This ant in the lower realm, under the power of the old man, can he still be so drunk and mad? how is this possible?
That's right, as the top powerhouse in the spiritual world, Yan Chongtian, let alone in this small lower world, even in their spiritual world, there are not many people who can withstand his powerful aura and stand firmly in front of him.
Just now, whether it was the two young people Tu Ganglie and Ximenzun, or the old seniors like Mo Shaoqiu and Yan Tianxing, they were stunned by the momentum of Yan Chongtian as soon as they stepped out of the door.
Even Yang Feng's soldier account, when he first came into contact with Yan Chongtian's momentum, he was in a daze and dizzy.
Fortunately, Yang Feng subconsciously converted to a mage account, and finally easily resisted it.
This mage account is a god-level, strong spiritual power, unfathomable. Yan Chongtian's powerful aura under Yang Feng's account of the mage suddenly met the sea like a stream, and disappeared when it flowed in, without any use for eggs.
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Yang Feng was so drunk that he didn't have the time to think, and he dazzled the other person as a thirty-eighth grader. Although Yan Chongtian was surprised that some of the ants in the lower realm could move freely under his aura, he still wouldn't believe that some of these ants could be better than him.
Ever since, Yan Chongtian squinted to Yang Feng coldly and shouted: Where is that martial arts leader Yang Feng, let him come out to see me. "
Lao Tzu is, hiccup! "
After a burp, Yang Feng said with a sullen expression: What are you looking for me, old man? "
Are you Yang Feng? "
Brows shook, Yan Chongtian smiled, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes: The who bullied my daughter, the old man ended you today and vented my daughter. "
Who is your daughter? I’ve bullied more daughters, who are you? "
What a prodigal son, really bad. It seems that the old man killed your ant today, he walked for the sky, hum. "
Upon hearing this, Yan Chongtian became even more furious, and became furious.
He only thought that Yang Feng was just a little bit romantic, and he was looking for a kid outside with his daughter on his back, but now that he heard it was a stinky rascal, he had bullied many good women outside, and he couldn't even count it.
This kind of scum, the second-generation ancestor, had once been his son-in-law, and Yan Chongtian thought it was an insult.
Suddenly, Yan Chongtian's heart was ruthless, and he came to Yang Feng with a flash, then raised his palm, carrying the endless thunder, and slammed down.
bump!
There was a loud noise, thunder burst, and the whole earth was tumbling, and everything around was instantly destroyed by that powerful wave.
Yan Chongtian was eager to split, and stared angrily. It seemed that even if he killed the prodigal son under his palm, he would not be able to solve his hatred and wash away the shame of the Yan family.
But after the smoke billowed, what came into view was Yang Feng's rather helpless eyes, still drunk and said: What are you doing, slap me on the head? "
Uh!
With a twitch of face, Yan Chongtian was dumbfounded and looked at his palm inexplicably.
What did I just do? Why didn't you slap this kid into mashed flesh?
A generation of strong Yan Chongtian, that is also a well-known figure in the spiritual world, a master of the world. The power of this palm, even the strong of the same level of the monster race, dare not easily accept it.
Otherwise, there must be death or injury.
Lao Yan, is such a terrifying existence, the top master in the legend of the spirit world.
However, he never expected that he would capsize in the gutter in this lower realm where ants are everywhere. Under one palm, he didn't shoot people to death, not even a single hair.
This can't help but make this peerless strong man feel confused and at a loss.
Even if he didn't use any skills, this palm shouldn't be so weak. He wasn't against those superpowers in the spirit world, he just wanted to shoot an ant to death. Is it so difficult?
Yan Chongtian was stunned and stood there blankly, unable to react for a while.
Yang Feng looked at him drunkly and suddenly said: Hey, old man, I was asking you something, why did you shoot me just now, why didn't you answer? Stupid? "
bump!
With that, Yang Feng also patted Yan Chongtian's forehead gently, like a joke.
However, Yan Chongtian hadn't realized what was going on, he suddenly felt a strong force, which passed down from the center of his forehead like the top of a Taishan Mountain, and instantly made him roll his eyes white, and fainted blankly in his mind.
At the same time, his head hit the ground fiercely like a meteor, and the entire imperial capital city was immediately magnificent, tumbling like a tsunami.
However, in the blink of an eye, all houses from the palace hall to the common people's houses were shattered into debris by this huge force.
Huang Laojiu was bathing in his thousands of square meters large bathhouse, and suddenly he went under the dome, surrounded by ruins, and was stunned.
Escort..."
The little yellow shirt on the side screamed, and hurriedly came to Huang Laojiu to obey: Your majesty forgive your sins, the slaves are too late. The minion sent the Yulin Army out to investigate, who did it. "
No need, if you can make such a big noise, you can use your toes to know who it is. "
With a gentle wave of his hand, Huang Laojiu looked at the sun, moon and stars above his head, and then at the invisible ruins outside the imperial city. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: Oh, this brother Feng is drinking too much. , Why do you start so little? "
In his dusty yard, Yang Feng was also watching the surrounding ruins, especially the man who emerged from nowhere at his feet and insisted on challenging him. He blinked his innocent big eyes twice and smiled brightly: Oops, it's been done, and the capital has to be rebuilt again. It seems that I really drink too much and I can't control it, so do I have to use a small size when I drink, but when should I change it back to a large size? Why can't I remember? Gee! "