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Chapter 271: Well done

What, Dragon Sword?

Hearing his words, the iron battle suit, which had been pressed under him and wailed in pain, stared at his eyes, and turned around and exclaimed: "The inner dog fell down the big toad?"

He originally wanted to say, are you a god dick hero? But just now, Yang Feng's punch knocked out his two front teeth, and his mouth was full of blood foam, so he said it vaguely.

When Yang Feng heard this, his face couldn't help shaking, and then he slapped it, directly slapped the iron battle suit, and scolded: "Okay, you unrepentant old pervert, when you are dying, you dare to insult this hero? You are a dog, what about the dead toad who fell, I'm sorry!"

No, I didn't scold you!

With a twitch of his face, the iron suit was about to cry.

Choke!

At this time, with the sound of a dragon's groan, Yang Feng had already raised his sword high, and smiled evilly at the iron battle clothes: "Today next year is your sacrifice day, go and die." ”

Don't!

Iron Warrior was startled, his face turned pale with fright, and his eyes were full of fear.

Originally, he was not afraid of death all his life, but in the name of an old pervert, he was beheaded by his own guards in his own house, and he died too aggrieved.

Maybe it's because blood is thicker than water, and because of a relative, there is telepathy.

At this moment, Yun Zhan on the side suddenly felt that this old man was so pitiful, and he couldn't help but hurriedly make a move, stopped Yang Feng's sword blade that was about to swing, and pleaded: "Wait, will there be a misunderstanding here, don't kill the wrong person." ”

"There will definitely be no misunderstanding, I just reviewed it all. ”

"Then if he is really my family's worship, he should also be handed over to my father for interrogation!"

"Hey, your father gave me this dragon sword, which is equivalent to authorization. I can cut what the emperor can behead, and I will make the decision for him!" Yang Feng grinned, and was about to swing his sword again.

The iron suit was pressed under Yang Feng's knees, and he was about to scold his mother.

Damn the emperor, what kind of dragon sword did you give him? With the strength of this evil sect, can he use the Dragon Yin Sword? Woo woo woo...... The old man was killed by you!

However, Yun Zhan still didn't seem to bear it, for fear of killing the wrong good minister, so he stopped: "No matter what, what happens to my family's worship should be decided by my father." You kill this casually, although it has my father's approval, but this is not a matter of urgency, you ask my father for advice, can it be regarded as giving him face. ”

"Hmm...... That's right, this old pervert, it's good to show your father. Let him know that in the future, don't just look at strength, character is also very important, otherwise it is easy to make trouble!"

Yang Feng thought about it, nodded lightly, and agreed.

When the iron warrior heard it, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, this old life was finally saved.

It's just that there is some sadness in my heart, thinking about him as a hero in iron suit, but I didn't expect that when I was old, my life would have to be protected by my great-granddaughter's intercession, I really had no face to live!

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng slipped his iron suit and walked to the depths of the palace, found a little eunuch and asked where the emperor was, and then swaggered to take the criminal to receive the reward.

At the same time, in the Wanshou Palace, the emperor and the others were still feasting, laughing, and everyone's faces were full of hope, even if it was a big offering.

Ever since they had seen the terrifying claw skills of the Iron Suit, they had become even more determined about a bright future.

The first master of Nanzhao Kingdom, the iron suit of the dragon god of war, really deserves its name.

With him out of the horse, coupled with the god cock hero, the two swords are combined, it is easy to get rid of the ghost king and his Black Soul Sect, hahaha!

Only the national teacher sat sullenly in the corner, wondering when the banquet would end.

Suddenly, at this moment, the little yellow shirt outside hurriedly ran in, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, something is wrong, the god dick hero is asking to see outside!"

"Oh? Yang Daxia is here? What's wrong with this? Originally, I invited all the guests to this banquet, and Yang Daxia was my guest, hahaha!"

"Uh, this ......"

The little yellow shirt was speechless for a while, looking at the expectant eyes of everyone around him, and he didn't know how to answer. The emperor's face sank, and he waved his hand and said, "What are you doing in a daze, quickly invite Yang Daxia in!"

"Hmm...... Yes!"

After a deep groan, the little yellow shirt bowed hard, and went down to deliver the decree.

And when he heard that Yang Feng was coming, the big worshipper also whispered to Yelu Yan on the side: "Yan'er, Yang Daxia is here in a while, you tell him about Brother Tie who wants to talk to him, and be sure to let him respect the old and love the young, show mercy to his subordinates, and save some face for the royal family." ”

"Got it!"

Nodding slightly, Yeluyan smiled and agreed, but soon his eyes kept trembling, his face trembled involuntarily, and he was about to cry: "Great offering, I don't think I need to tell Master about this!"

"Huh?

Da Worship was stunned for a moment, and looked at him puzzled, but saw his expression as if he had eaten a fly, staring straight ahead, and then he also looked in the direction of his eyes, but it was okay not to look at it.

What are you really afraid of, they have already done it?

And...... Yang Daxia really doesn't leave any mercy, tsk!

Smiling bitterly, the Great Offering lowered his head in a deep manner, shook his head and sighed.

As for the others, they also looked at the approaching figure outside the hall, and they were all stunned and confused.

Only the national teacher was unkind, his eyes lit up, although his two arms had been abolished, he still shook his body forward fiercely, threw his two arms high, and the thumb on his hand was slightly cocked.

Even Jun Buren usually has a headache with Yang Feng's domineering style, and even hates him so much that he gritted his teeth.

But this time, he had to praise this god dick hero for his righteous deeds.

Yang Daxia, well done!

I have long wanted to beat this arrogant and domineering old man, but first, because of his high status, I dare not fight him, and second, because he is also strong, I can't beat him.

But you actually beat it down directly, it's really kind, it's really happy, hahaha!

Jun Buren smiled so much that his whole face was about to bloom, he never expected that he had been unhappy today, and the only thing that was comfortable was brought to him by Yang Feng, a sworn enemy.

The emperor watched all this from the high main seat, and he couldn't help but stiffen his face, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

Stomp, stomp!

The calm steps sounded step by step, Yang Feng wore the clothes of the commander of the Great Interior, took an extremely arrogant figure-eight step, and walked up to this magnificent hall with great pride.

Behind him was an old man in golden armor, his face covered in blood, and he was dragged to make a dazzling mark.

Even if the old man's face is now a little unrecognizable, it is difficult to recognize.

But this dress is familiar to everyone.

Isn't that the armor of our No. 1 master of Nanzhao Kingdom, the Iron Suit of the Wild Dragon God of War......