Chapter 1480: Horrible wake up

Early in the morning of the next day, Yang Feng was still sleeping with a halazi on the bed, slept in as usual, and suddenly heard a loud drink outside the door.
"All the players from the second-rate family, gather!"
Whoosh whoosh! As soon as the voice fell, the players in the yards ran out in a hurry, and lined up neatly. Seeing the open shade of the tree, a black-robed old man was standing majestic and full of face. The solemn look.
Everyone knew that this was the elder of the holy mountain, so they didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly bowed their heads.
The old man ignored them either, just raised his hand and counted, frowned slightly: "Huh?
Why is it shorter?
Who else is not here? "
Uh, this... Yueqing glanced at more than 20 people around him, his eyes immediately brightened, and he pointed to the courtyard that was a hundred meters away, and made a small report saying: "Senior Qi, it's Tu Ganglie and the others. Come."
"It's totally unreasonable. The old man has already yelled just now, but he hasn't come out quickly. Do you want the old man to invite him?
Humph, no rules! "
The black-robed old man's face suddenly became gloomy, and Yueqing and the others looked at each other, all with smirking smiles.
On the other hand, as soon as Nangong Yueyi heard the call from the elder, he ran out carrying his pants, and Feng Yu had already dressed and dressed, and walked out slowly, but only listened to Yang Feng’s room. Inside, there was still a snoring sound like thunder.
Reluctantly rolling his eyes, Feng Yu shook his head and couldn't help laughing.
It seems that he was selected by this kid on the holy mountain, but now that people greet him to gather, he is not in a hurry. Who is the player?
Nangong Yueyi was so anxious that he scratched his head and rushed into Yang Feng's bedroom to wake up the little lazy pig: "Brother Yang, the super-class family greets us to gather, you wake up soon."
Hmm... With a groan, Yang Feng turned over, turned the pillow under his head, put it on his head, blocked his ears, and continued to sleep.
Let me go, how are you afraid of death, sleeping in the superb family of the Holy Mountain?
By the way, have you forgotten what you are here for?
Why are you so lazy?
Nangong became more anxious and sweated on his head, and then hurriedly looked at Feng Yu and said, "Sister Feng Yu, come and do me a favor and wake him up, otherwise it will really be a murder."
It didn't matter that she shrugged, Feng Yu was noncommittal, not moving, but just listened to suddenly, the roar outside the courtyard sounded again, and there was already a faint sullen anger rippling in it.
"Tu Ganglie, Nangong Yueyi, Liu Shufen, do the three of you want the old man to drag you out himself?"
What, Liu Shufen?
Would you please call me again?
As soon as he heard this somewhat dirty name, Feng Yu's eyes immediately burst into flames, but before she waited for the Phoenix princess to freak out, Yang Feng frowned, got up and burst into anger, grabbing the pillow on his head and violently Throwing it out the window, shouting: "Fuck, screaming like a ghost in the morning, did you let people sleep?"
call out! Almost just for a moment, the pillow was like a meteor falling to the ground, and flew in the direction of the black-robed old man at the speed of light, and it was there in the blink of an eye.
The black-robed old man hadn't realized what was going on, he suddenly called out something on his face for no reason, and suddenly knocked his whole body out.
"Elder!"
When everyone saw it, Qi Qi screamed, but before the old man fell to the ground, the ground exploded with a bang, and the straight line distance between the small courtyard and the elder suddenly raised dust in the sky, reaching a hundred meters into the sky.
The violent aura immediately forced everyone around him to stagnate their breath, astonished inexplicably.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, when everyone looked intently, they saw that at this moment, there was a straight gap in front of them extending to the small courtyard of Yang Feng, and the gully was bottomless.
The old man in black robe, who was knocked down by a pillow, stood up and staggered to look at the thing under his feet, but he was shocked when he saw that it was nothing but a pillow.
how is this possible?
Someone can hit an old man with such a big pack of pillows and knock him to the ground?
This... grumble! Swallowing hard, the old man in black robe looked forward again, and saw that the gully was straight, there was no end in sight, and it was cold sweat.
He knew in his heart that this was the mark drawn by the violent air on the surface of the pillow when it was flying at high speed, but being able to throw a pillow at such a speed, this strength... gurgle! The black-robed old man swallowed hard again, his eyes protruding from shock.
At this moment, he felt a little itching in his nose, and when he raised his hand to touch it, the dazzling redness came into view.
"Bleeding?"
The black robe old man murmured under his heart, but his back couldn't help braving the cold upward.
The other party could smash his nose and bleed with a pillow at such a distance. If he really wanted his life, wouldn't it take a moment?
But how is it possible?
Among the cultivators from this group of second-rate families, there is such an unpredictable generation. He is a powerful Martial King at the top of Tier 3, is it possible... Suddenly, the black-robed old man seemed to think of something, and his whole body was up and down. It shakes hard to restrain.
Could it be...this is the power of God?
Yesterday, he heard a group of Patriarchs discussing there. Many of these passers have strong backgrounds.
And this background is not mundane things, but the unfathomable gods.
Could it be... this group of Tu Ganglie, those who are blessed by the gods, can they be so young and possess such supernatural power?
Thinking of this, the black robe old man raised his head arduously and looked deeply at the direction of the courtyard, but only at this moment, Yang Feng walked out with a sullen face, his eyes were disturbed by dreams. After the murderous.
Feng Yu's face was indifferent, and he followed closely, from top to bottom, there was a nobleness that did not put the world in his eyes.
Only Nangong kept rubbing his palms and shrank, hiding behind Yang Feng, as if worried about being blamed by the elders.
But how did he know that at this time, this black-robed elder was already frightened by the pillow Yang Feng just threw out. How could he dare to criticize them? Isn't it commendable not to kneel and ask for peace?
This is a person with a background of gods, he is really different, and he walks with wind.
Licking some dry lips, a bright smile appeared on the face of the old man in black robe, but it was uglier than crying.
Yang Feng ignored him, but with a sullen face, he walked up to him with sleepy eyes and said, "What's the matter? I've been arguing early in the morning and I'm so annoyed."
"Uh, that... is..." "Bold!"
The black-robed old man slapped his mouth twice, revealing a self-confident appearance. Just about to speak, Yueqing who was on the side jumped out one by one, and said in a pretentious manner: "Tu Ganglie, what kind of attitude do you have? The elders spoke?"
However, his voice just fell off.
Snapped! A slap slapped him on his face and hit him twice before he could stop. The black-robed old man glared and cursed: "Bold, how did you talk to Master Tu and the others?
They all come from second-rate families, so can't they communicate peacefully? The old man doesn't like you in his life the most dogmatic things, I bah, huh! "
Uh! With a twitch of his cheeks, Yue Qing clutched his flushed cheeks tightly, instantly dumbfounded, his face full of incredible colors.
Elder, I'm teaching them those who don't understand the rules for you. What are you doing?