Chapter 505: Show mercy

The ghost king is bubbling with virtue, and he must have no buttocks to give birth to a son! "
The ghost king is struck by thunder and will not die! "
The king of ghosts, your ancestors for the eighteenth generation, after you went to hell, you were fried and boiled by little ghosts, and you will never be overborn! "
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Ye Luyan and the others yelled at the sky, happily.
The King of Ghosts was listening, but his body trembled, his entire face turned green with anger.
Those of you who can't make it to the tabletop, now rely on the power of this great hero to give the old man a fake tiger. You wait for me, after I have solved this hero, I will take care of you, huh!
Click it!
With a loud explosion, the ghost king's fist clenched tightly.
Yang Feng squinted his eyes and waved his hand with a jealous expression: Old ghost, don't mind, they just verify that they didn't mean to target you, hahaha! "
Well, looking at Daxia Yang, the old man doesn't care. Don’t you just get scolded, how can you treat the old man, can you still let the old man lose a piece of meat, ha ha! "
It didn't matter that he shrugged, and the ghost king tried to pretend to be relaxed, but from his trembling body, everyone could tell that he must be so angry now.
After Yelvyan and they all passed the verification, the black soul seal was solved, and after returning to Yang Feng, the ghost king looked at Yang Feng again and said: Yang Daxia, your old man has been released, can you give me the green jade stick? ? "
Daxia Yang, Old Tie is still in prison! "
At this time, Yan Tianxing reminded him, Yang Feng nodded immediately, and demanded: Give me the old iron. "
This is no problem, the current iron suit is nothing but a waste of human ears. If you want, the old man is happy to do it. "
It didn't matter that he shrugged, the ghost king gave a chuckle, and let his subordinates lift up the iron suit.
Yang Feng looked intently and saw that the iron jersey was already Jun Buren's body, but his whole body was still seriously injured, his throat was broken, and he could not speak.
With a helpless sigh, Yang Feng asked again: Have you imprinted the black soul on him? "
Such a waste person, do I need to give him a black soul mark? Humph, Daxia Yang, do you think that the old man is so casual and imprints the black soul on anyone? Isn't that too worthless? "
Shrugging indifferently, the ghost king said abusedly.
Yang Feng thought for a while, but it also made sense.
In cases of hemiplegia like Lao Tie, there is no need to use the Black Soul Seal to coerce him. So he sighed, waved his hand gently, and he was lifted down.
At this point, Yang Feng has redeemed all the chips in the hand of the ghost king, and the rest are the women and the emperor around him.
The last condition, the three women behind me and the black soul mark on the emperor's body, solved it for me! "
Puzzled! "
However, this time, the ghost king did not intend to follow suit, his head shook like a rattle, very firm.
Yang Feng frowned, took the green jade rod in front of him, and shouted: Do you dare not understand? Do you still want this stuff? "
If the old man wants this stuff, he must have his life to pick it up! "
With a sigh of relief, the ghost king sighed nonchalantly and murmured: Daxia Yang, since we are negotiating, we must have a bit of benefit for both sides, right? Your supernatural power is beyond the reach of the old man. If the old man doesn't even have a life-saving card in his hand, if you turn your face by then, the old man probably won't even have a chance to touch the jade rod. Do you think that the old man is so stupid that he will release all hostages? "
Stop talking nonsense! "
His face sank, Yang Feng placed the green jade stick in front of the ghost king, clasped his hands, and shouted: If you don’t unprint them, believe it or not, I’ll break this green jade stick into two now, so you never want to get it. Up! "
Break into two pieces? Hahaha..."
With a flick of his brows, the Ghost King laughed out loud immediately, as if he had heard a joke that was rare in a thousand years. He laughed forwards and backwards, and said with all his face: Daxia Yang, it is not an old man who underestimated you. This green jade rod is an earth-level magic weapon. No matter how powerful you are, you can damage it with your flesh and blood..."
Click!
However, he didn't wait for his voice to fall, but when he heard a crisp bone cracking, the ghost king's face twitched, and he was instantly dumbfounded.
At this moment, Yang Feng's expression was indifferent, and a deep crack clearly appeared in the middle of the green jade staff with his hands clenched.
Moreover, with Yang Feng's gradual exertion, the crack was spreading across the entire stick at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire jaw of the ghost king was about to fall off.
Let me go to your grandma, where is the monster that came out of this girl, or is this green jade rod fake?
A magnificent magic weapon, it was broken so easily?
But just with the strong wood spirit power from before, and the confident appearance of this surnamed Yang, this green jade rod certainly cannot be fake.
The King of Ghosts was shocked, looking at the jealous face of Yang Feng in front, dumbfounded.
Yang Feng saw that he didn't respond, so he continued to use his force: Are you puzzled! "
Kaka...
Oh don't don't, brother, if you have something to say, don't break it. He refused to listen to you, why are you torturing me? Who am I provoking? I am innocent!
The green jade rod swayed with pain, almost crying.
The ghost king came back to his senses, and hurriedly waved his hand, discouraging him: Yang Daxia, if you have something to say, be merciful, don't get angry. Between us, what can't you talk about? Ugh! "
squeak!
The two hands that had been breaking strongly stopped, the cracks on the stick no longer spread.
Taking advantage of this breathing effort, the green jade rod hurriedly used his powerful wood element spiritual power to repair his body. Just a flash of green light flashed, and the green jade rod returned to its original state.
Looking at all this, the ghost king was sure again that this thing is so spiritual, it must be a real earth-level magic weapon, a green jade rod.
So the ghost king settled down and said: Yang Daxia, since the matter has reached this point, the old man should explain his bottom line clearly to Yang Daxia, so as to save everyone from continuing to come and go, bargaining, and wasting time. It is impossible for the old man to unlock the black soul seal for everyone. Daxia Yang should know this best. Otherwise, the old man will solve them, and the old man's life will not be guaranteed. "
Don't worry, I promise you that I won't move you! "
I do not believe! "
Yang Feng waved his hand grinningly, but the ghost king shook his head very solemnly, and shouted: Daxia Yang, everyone is not a three-year-old kid anymore, and there is no need for that imaginary and arrogant set. The old man only talks about the old man's bottom line. The three women behind you are Yang Daxia's confidantes that you can't give up, and they are the last trump cards of the old man's life. So the old man treated them very politely from the beginning, and didn't let them suffer any mistreatment. "
Now, you have to make another choice. One of the three of them must be a hostage to the old man. The rest can be printed. This is the last bottom line of the old man. He has already taken a considerable risk. I hope Daxia Yang can understand. If you are an old man, you will hold a card last, right? "
This……
The body stagnated, Yang Feng frowned slightly, and he understood in his heart that the ghost king was right. If he didn't have a hostage in his hand, he would definitely take him down on the spot. What morality would he say to a terrorist?
But now, he asked himself to choose a woman to be the hostage, which embarrassed himself.
These three women all have a deep friendship with him. One of them is his official wife. He can't bear any of them. How to choose?
Frowning deeply, Yang Feng turned his head hesitantly, and looked at the three women, a lump formed on his forehead...