Chapter 435: One-armed Sword Demon

Staring deeply at the two old men, Yang Xiaoyi seemed to think of something.
The two ignored him, just circled Yang Feng and led him to the room where the leader was.
It was really a big bed room. At first glance, it was endless, but in the room it included a swimming pool, exercise room, library, and bathroom, etc.
A group of slaves and maidservants were all like trained, kneeling in a standard, row by row, waiting for his orders. Especially the abrupt, full and white sky, full of three-dimensionality that rises straight to the cloud, it makes it unstoppable from the heart of the earth.
Suddenly, Yang Feng felt like an emperor.
It's so fucking, but I like it, hehe.
Yang Feng grinned and said inwardly.
The comrades of the Demon Cult are so warm and thoughtful in their hospitality, much better than those of the decent ones. Even if the Nanzhao Emperor hadn't treated him so politely, he still had better ways of demon.
Yang Feng feels it, but it is such a courtesy that only he can enjoy alone.
As for Yang Xiaoyi, he was placed in the guest room next to the master’s bedroom. The standard Baiping single room, although not too small, is not as big as the shop around.
But Yang Xiaoyi didn't care, shook his head and let out a laugh, and he was safe.
Then, in the next few days, Yang Xiaoyi still went out to practice exercises every day, to be a good and diligent child. Yang Feng started the rigorous etiquette training under the supervision of the two guardians of Poison King and Corpse King.
Keep your chest and abdomen high, don't hunch back! "
With unprecedented solemnity on the face, the Poison King stared at Yang Feng closely, and shouted: As the master of a religion, it represents the majesty of the religion. Every word and deed must have an imperial manner. You can't walk in a hurry or slow down. Take a step and take a half step, and the majesty is self-evident. "
Hmm... Old Poison, I'm not your true leader. Is it necessary to be so harsh? "
There was a water cup on his head, which was filled with water. As soon as Yang Feng moved around, the water in it spilled out unconsciously, and he showered his head with a wry smile.
Without paying attention to his wet hair, the Poison King is still solemn: Young Master, don't you want to learn the method of removing the black soul seal? "
I want to learn, but what does this have to do with Jie Yin? "
Of course it does matter. This is a preparatory action before the operation. It shouldn't be bad at all. Otherwise, if the unprinting fails, the Black Soul Seal will happen immediately, burning the opponent to death. "
what? No way, so serious? I read little, don't you lie to me? Do you who practice magic skills with the Holy Fire teach you to practice this posture? Why haven’t I seen anyone practice it? "
You don't need to practice this to practice ordinary spells, but what you are practicing now is the ultimate secret skill that only my teacher can practice. Of course it is difficult. "
With a sharp shout, the Poison King opened his eyes and said nonsense, his face was not red and his heart beat, and he continued to coax him: If Young Master Yang doesn't want to save his friends, there is no need to learn. And you can move out from here immediately and return to your original residence. "
what? Move out?
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng couldn't help swallowing hard, and then glanced at the rows of tender and juicy little sisters with extreme reluctance. He suddenly looked solemn and said firmly: For justice, for the common people of the world, For the countless innocent people who have been persecuted by the Black Soul Seal, what does this hero count no matter how hard he is? Practice, I will practice well, and strive to stay here for a few more days! "
what? Stay a few more days? "
Uh, no, I mean to leave early to save the Li people! "Yang Feng is serious and authentic.
The poison king shook his head with a smile, turned his head and glanced at the young and beautiful little girls, and lamented in his heart.
If he had known this beauty to use it, he should have used it a long time ago, so why bother with it, alas.
Then, the poison king continued to urge and train him.
At this time, Yang Feng was sluggish and short-handed. In order to stay in this luxurious palace for a few more days and enjoy the emperor's life surrounded by countless beauties, he didn't care about that old poison. According to what he said, he practiced standing and sitting step by step. Various poses.
Slowly, the temperament on his body began to change a little. With his words and deeds, from the original full of masculinity, he gradually began to bring a strong aura and majesty.
The corpse king watched from the side, looked at each other with the poison king, nodded and smiled happily.
This kid finally changed and gave birth to a kingly demeanor.
The Five Poison Boy is like a big housekeeper, with a group of slaves, and has already prepared a variety of cakes, ready to serve the new leader.
But at this moment, a big drink rang out, and Yang Xiaoyi hurriedly ran in: Third brother, do you see if my magic sword technique is wrong? Why do I feel that something is wrong? I feel irritated. , It seems to be crazy! "
what? What you practice is a magic knife. Isn't it normal to get into a demon? It doesn't matter, continue practicing, and when you are really enchanted, you will succeed. "
Yang Feng held a water glass and said carelessly.
When everyone around heard this, they rolled their eyes, even Yang Xiaoyi was dumbfounded: Third Brother, the magic knife is different from being crazy. The reason why the magic knife is a magic knife is because it is so powerful and very hot. Because it is too strong to control, it is not ashamed of the right way. But getting into a madness is completely wrong in practice. These are two different things. "
is it? I thought that if you get caught up in the devil, it means that the devil's way is done. Sorry, I don’t know much about this. Who made me never get into trouble, ha ha! "
Yang Feng grinned, and immediately rolled Yang Xiao's eyes with anger.
Are you deceive or deceive?
After thinking about it, the Poison King said lightly: Yang Erxia, the old corpse and I are both magic spirits, and I don't know much about you fighters' cultivation. But don't worry, we have a large number of talents in teaching, this little thing is not a problem. Wu'er, go call that and let him guide Yang Erxia's knife skills. "
what? There are so many talents in your education, and someone has such a shocking name. I really admire it! "
When Yang Feng heard this, he was stunned and laughed.
The Poison King waved his hand indifferently and explained: Young Master Yang should not misunderstand that this bastard's nickname is a nickname that we usually give him, because he is a strange-tempered, incompatible, and taciturn, so people are behind them. Making fun of him like that. "
What, bad temper? The tempers of the two of you seem to be abnormal, isn't that person more weird than yours? "
Yes, although we have a weird temper, we are still easy to get along with, but that person is a stubborn, donkey temper, and sometimes offends, not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the ground, and thunder cannot move us, so we can't do anything! "
Hehe, even you can't control him? Then why do you keep him? Fire him! "
Expelled? "
The Poison King was puzzled, and Yang Feng immediately explained: Just kick him out of the teacher and let him cool off wherever he goes. Employees who don't even listen to the boss' orders, why do they want him to be fired directly. "
Oh, that's the case, but the old man is really reluctant to expel him from the sect! "
Reluctant? "
Yes, his strength is too strong, he is not inferior to me. It was just a matter of personality, not very gregarious, so he didn't hold the position of the Lord of God. But this person's sword technique is definitely the best in martial arts, and he is known as the one-armed sword demon. Back then, when Megatron Wulin, I even went hand-in-hand with the leader of my holy flame, Ouyang, and they were very powerful. In that year, even our four kings, including the left and right envoys, were not in his eyes. "
what? Such a great character? Sword Demon? "
With a raised eyebrow, Yang Feng said in surprise, Yang Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly moved, and a wave of blood rushed inexplicably.
Could it be that he will have to meet a famous teacher today...