Chapter 65 There is a fearless Wang Yang

"Yo, God is good!"

A hearty laugh sounded, Wang Yang showed his snow-white teeth, and beckoned to Luo Xingyang.

Luo Xingyang was stunned, he didn't figure out what Wang Yang was doing, this greeting confused him.

You must know that a few days ago, he targeted the person holding the sword mountain fiercely, it stands to reason that this Wang Yang should not give himself a good face.

Luo Xingyang wondered.

"You don't know what I'm waiting here for, do you?"

Wang Yang waved his hand and said with a big grin.

"I know, I know, isn't it just inheritance!"

It doesn't matter like that, as if he doesn't care about this inheritance at all.

This made Luo Xingyang even more confused, you must know that even he coveted the inheritance of this supernatural king, let alone Wang Yang, but Wang Yang's reaction still made him hesitate.

Luo Xingyang's brows furrowed, and Wang Yang's reaction made him hesitate, not knowing what gourd the other party was selling.

Feng Bujue on the side didn't have so many thoughts, after all, when Luo Xingyang suppressed Sword Mountain, he was not present.

Besides, he had been in the Great Xuantian Heavenly Lord for a long time, and he didn't think that this low-level person from heaven and earth could threaten him.

Then he spoke.

"I know, then don't hurry up and offer it with both hands!"

Feng Bujue's fingers tapped on the arm of the silver throne, and a powerful coercion emanated.

The powerhouses of the bronze armor in many of the realms present below were a little difficult to adapt, and they all involuntarily activated their aura to resist the unconsciously coercive pressure.

Although Luo Xingyang on the side was puzzled, he still didn't stop Feng Bujue's movements, and it was good to let him test it.

After all, even if it is a God under the command of the Lord of the Divine Desolation, he may not have a good relationship, and he has his own selfishness.

If the situation is not right, there is also Feng Bujue in front of him, and he can still sit on the profits of the fisherman and swallow the inheritance of the supernatural king. And in the same way, if Wang Yang is just bluffing, he has nothing to lose to himself.

If someone is willing to make the first bird, what if you give it to him?

The abacus in Luo Xingyang's heart had already been made in a thought, and he sat lazily on the silver throne, watching the confrontation between the two people lightly.

Wang Yang's body rose into the air, and in the face of this coercion, he did not change color at all, and even a smile appeared on his face.

Wang Yang chuckled and said.

"God is in no hurry, there is naturally inheritance. ”

Feng Bujue replied lightly.

"Since there is, then hand it over to this seat. ”

Wang Yang said eloquently.

"It's just that the kid has an uninvited request, can you give the kid a little genius treasure as some compensation for the kid?"

Wang Yang's smile became stronger and stronger, and a meaningful light flashed in his eyes.

Feng Bujue frowned and thought about it.

It is natural not to lose to take some genius treasures in exchange for the inheritance of a supernatural king, as long as you take out some treasures that are not easy to see in the outside world, you can naturally make the other party ecstatic.

It's just that a junior, so dare to negotiate terms with himself, it's too presumptuous.

Luo Xingyang, who was on the side, threw out a ring towards Wang Yang and said lightly.

"I'm ready!"

Wang Yang stretched out his hand to catch the storage ring thrown by Luo Xingyang, and made a rough probe with his spiritual sense.

I found that the ring was densely packed with spiritual sense, as well as a few herbs that exuded a strong medicinal fragrance, just by smelling the smell, I knew the extraordinary things about these herbs, at least it was difficult to see in the outside world.

Feng Bujue looked at Luo Xingyang suspiciously, according to his understanding of Luo Xingyang, the other party is not a person who likes to be taken advantage of, this action is really beyond Feng Bujue's expectations.

"What are you?"

Feng Bujue asked.

Luo Xingyang's face remained unchanged and said casually.

"Look at what tricks he plays, besides, he may not be able to hold it!"

The words are faint, but they are full of undoubted, this is the confidence and majesty that belong to God!

As the Lord of the Day, you have to be the Lord of the Day, and if you dare to disobey God's face, you must be ready to face the wrath of thunder!

"Tsk, Lord Luo is really atmospheric, it's such a luxurious thing as soon as he makes a move!"

Wang Yang played with the ring and joked at Luo Xingyang.

Luo Xingyang sat lazily, as if all this was just insignificant, and he couldn't arouse his interest at all, looking at Wang Yang's eyes, it was like an elephant looking at an ant, without any interest.

As the Lord of the Day under the command of the Lord of the Divine Desolation, although Luo Xingyang is nothing in the high-level heaven and earth, but in this low-level heaven and earth, he is an existence at the overlord level!

Anyone who wants to shake him, none of them will come out of his hands alive!

This is his self-confidence!

"I've compensated you, isn't it time for the inheritance to be handed over!"

Luo Xingyang's fingers kept tapping on the arm of the chair, the frequency became faster and faster, and his mood seemed to have become a little disordered at this moment, and a trace of qi leaked out uncontrollably.

The wind danced, the ancient trees were blown to a rustle, and the dust flew up, fascinating people's eyes.

Wang Yang was not affected at all, and slowly put the ring thrown by Luo Xingyang on his hand, but found that it was still quite suitable, stretched out his finger, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Seeing this, Luo Xingyang's face immediately became gloomy.

"Are you taking this seat as a deaf ear? Or are you not taking this seat seriously?"

Luo Xingyang slapped his chair arm angrily, and the terrifying aura fluctuations spread out from his body, closing the Qi that he didn't feel conscious of, and pressed towards Wang Yang together.

Wang Yang's body was pressed back a few steps by the terrifying coercion, and only then was he able to stabilize his body.

His face became solemn, even if he was facing the two Heaven Realm peak powerhouses, it was difficult to resist under the coercion of uniting together.

However, Wang Yang did not panic at all and spoke.

"Lord God is angry, the inheritance is naturally there, but it is not in me!"

Luo Xingyang stared at Wang Yang gloomily, the anger in his heart was a little uncontrollable, and said.

"Can I assume you're playing tricks on this seat, or do I think this seat is easy to bully?"

As soon as these words came out, the powerhouses of the bronze armor of more than a dozen realms below suddenly burst out with qi, and colorful aura gushed out, turning into one aura after another, as long as Luo Xingyang gave an order, he would immediately kill him!

Wang Yang withstood the terrifying pressure, smiled lightly, and said.

"If God wants to inherit it, he can naturally go to the cave and get it, but I don't have such a thing on me. ”

Luo Xingyang said in a low voice, "If the cultivation of the Heavenly Realm is your reliance, this seat still persuades you to die of this heart, the monk of the Heavenly Realm, I don't know how many have been killed by this seat!"

Luo Xingyang, as a god who sits in charge for a day, is naturally experienced in a hundred battles, if you just think that he is just a powerhouse at the peak of the heavenly realm, it is a big mistake.

If you can sit in this position, how can those good people do it?

There is really no exaggeration in his words!

A long sword appeared in Wang Yang's hand, and the sharp blade exuded a chill, wielding it gently, as if even the space had been cut.

Wang Yang threw out the long sword and said in the direction of Luo Xingyang.

"The spirit weapon, the Phoenix Feather Sword, is my gift to God!"

Luo Xingyang's body was stunned, and suddenly his eyes were replaced by greed, his body suddenly rioted, and he reached out and grabbed the hilt of Feng Ling's sword.

But someone was faster than him!

The black shadow flashed, and Feng Bujue's figure appeared next to Feng Ling Sword, gently grabbing Feng Ling Sword, the joy on his face was difficult to hide, looking at Feng Ling Sword's sword body, gently stroking, as if looking at a rare treasure.

"Feng Bujue, what are you doing!"

Luo Xingyang saw that the Feng Ling Sword was sealed and unconsciously obtained, and his eyes suddenly cracked, and the anger in his heart could not be vented, and he roared angrily.

But he said lightly.

"Lao Luo, this weapon is not suitable for you, so leave it to me for safekeeping!"

"You dare!" Luo Xingyang gritted his teeth and forcibly held back a few words, his mentality exploded.

Before Luo Xingyang could speak again, Feng Lingjian began to tremble violently, attracting the attention of the two.

At this time, a fluttering word came into the ears of the two, which immediately made them chill!

"Boom!"

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To be continued!