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Chapter 447: The Fruits of Special Training

Outside the gate of the sect leader's dormitory, Yang Xiaoyi and the others waited for a while, but they didn't see Yang Feng and them come out, and they didn't suspect it: "What are the third brother and the senior of the Poison King preparing inside?

"I guess I'm going to get the Heaven and Earth Tyrant Dragon robe, after all, it's going to be the sect leader succession ceremony, and this robe is indispensable. Wang Batian smiled slightly, he had already guessed everything.

Mo Shaoqiu's eyes froze, and he said excitedly: "The Heaven and Earth Tyrannosaurus robe? is that peerless robe that the Holy Fire Sect Leader has passed down from generation to generation? But I didn't expect that after a hundred years, the old man would be able to see him again, which was really an honor. ”

"Heaven and Earth Tyrannosaurus robes?"

Listening to them talk with such great interest, and the two respected martial arts seniors, when they talked about this robe, they all had a yearning expression, reverence, overflowing words, Yang Xiaoyi on the side couldn't help but wonder: "Is there anything special about this robe? Isn't it just a piece of clothing? No matter how precious it is, it shouldn't be able to enter the eyes of the two seniors, right?"

"No, no, no, it's not an ordinary robe, it's a soldier. ”

"Soldiers?"

"Twelve-grade top-level defensive soldiers, which can block more than ninety percent of the damage of any combat technique in the world!"

"What, ninety percent?"

Hiss!

couldn't help but gasp, Yang Xiaoyi couldn't help but be completely stunned.

If this robe can block any attack of the opponent, more than ninety percent of the damage, it would be too rebellious. There is one percent of the attack left, no matter how powerful the other party is, as long as the cultivation is about the same, he can resist it with his own defense.

Wouldn't the person who put on this robe be an invincible existence who could never be injured with the same cultivation?

Yang Xiaoyi was shocked by this twelve-grade soldier, Wang Batian smiled slightly, and continued: "This robe was created by the twenty-seventh generation of the sect leader of the sect back then, and was jointly enshrined as the state religion and the lord of the world by the ten major empires. The fabric is all made of gold silk, and nine dragon souls are sealed inside, which can be attacked and defended to protect the master. Between words and deeds, there is a domineering spirit of heaven and earth, and no one dares to look at it directly. ”

"At that time, the religion was really majestic, and the scenery was infinite. It's a pity that later, the rivers and lakes rose together, and the religion gradually declined, and when the director of the Ouyang Sect came up, only one or two empires were still willing to take the religion as the state religion, but there was also a tendency to get rid of it. Especially in the end, the Black Soul Tree that the Ghost King made for no reason made the Sect suffer enemies on all sides, and became a Demon Sect that everyone shouted and beats, and since then it has fallen apart, and it is no longer what it used to be, sad and lamentable, alas. ”

Wang Batian shook his head and sighed, and Yang Xiaoyi also nodded slightly, empathetic.

The head of their Yang family died early, although he did not attract so many strong enemies, but he was also excluded and looked at a lot, and he also experienced it.

The sadness of the family's prosperity and decline can only be felt by those who have experienced it.

"Sect Master, don't run so fast, pay attention to your manners!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out.

Everyone raised their eyebrows, and they all looked at the depths of the dormitory, with a look of anticipation in their eyes, and finally came out.

Especially after Mo Shaoqiu glanced at Yang Xiaoyi deeply, he chuckled and said, "Second master, you have to take care of it, don't look at the head of the family, he is usually frizzy and irritable." But people rely on clothes, horses and saddles, wearing this Tyrannosaurus robe, the head of the family is absolutely majestic and majestic. When the old man saw Sect Master Ouyang wearing this robe in and out of the martial arts conference, it was really unforgettable for a lifetime. ”

"Yes!"

Hearing him say this, Yang Xiaoyi also smiled, his eyes were shining, and he was looking forward to it even more.

Although Wang Batian on the side did not deal with Yang Feng, he was also staring at the deep palace gate at this moment, and had to admit: "Anyone who wears this tyrannosaurus robe, between his gestures, he is surrounded by dragon souls, and he looks at the world." It is estimated that at this time, it is the time when the old man looks at this kid the most pleasing to the eye, hum!"

Since even the master said so......

As soon as his ears moved, Yang Xiaoyi's fists tightened slightly, and he couldn't help but get even more excited.

Third brother, let the second brother see your majesty in the world.

Swish!

However, just when the three of them were staring at the door with anticipation, they suddenly saw a black shadow passing by, Yang Feng grabbed his robe with both hands, and ran out laughing all the way.

"Hahaha...... This dress is so handsome. Second brother, do you think I'm cool now?"

"Sect Master, manners, have you forgotten how the old man teaches him on weekdays? Don't pull your robe up to your waist, walk slowly, take one step and shrink half a step, hey...... Why have you forgotten it all now, alas!"

The Poison King chased after him, teaching bitterly.

Belch!

The cheeks couldn't help but twitch together, seeing this scene, Yang Xiaoyi and the others all bowed their heads helplessly and sighed, the third brother is really the same, there is no change, so willful.

That Wang Batian smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Cut, wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a prince, I said earlier that the old poison must have passed on the wrong will, where does this girl look like a sect leader?"

At the same time, on the Holy Fire Sect's Sacred Flame Hall, all the high-ranking disciples in the sect had already assembled, and they were divided into two rows and waited there quietly to welcome the Holy Driver.

The Corpse King stood beside the flame with a solemn face, waiting for the Poison King to return for the ceremony.

In the raging flames, more than thirty pairs of illusory eyes were also staring at the gate, looking forward to the arrival of the new sect master.

Stomp, stomp!

After a while, the Poison King trotted all the way to the hall, and Wang Batian, Yang Xiaoyi, and Mo Shaoqiu also walked in. It's just that they followed the sect members and stood on both sides, while the Poison King stepped up to the stage, standing next to the holy fire, standing side by side with the corpse king, presiding over the succession ceremony.

"Old poison, the sect leader's side is going well, it's the first time in a hundred years that the sect leader has taken over the ceremony, don't smash it, this is about the prestige of the new sect leader in the sect in the future. ”

"Alas, God willing. ”

"What do you mean God forbid, there won't be anything going on over there, right?" his eyes glared, and the Corpse King stared at him fiercely.

The Poison King didn't speak, just groaned a little, roared loudly, and officially started the succession ceremony: "The succession ceremony of the Holy Sect Master, from now on, I would like to invite the thirty-eighth Sect Master of this Sect, Yang Feng, to come forward and inherit the Holy Fire!"

Swish!

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding sect members immediately knelt down on one knee in unison, their eyes fixed on the door of the hall, with a look of anticipation and reverence.

Roar, roar, roar!

The sound of the dragon chanting continued, coming one after another.

Immediately afterwards, as a group of twenty-eight-year-old girls opened the way, Yang Feng was dressed in the robe of the Heaven and Earth Tyranny, his face was solemn and solemn, and he walked in step by step. Although his every step is not very big, it is very calm. It seems that he can trample everything in the world under his feet.

That faint domineering spirit made everyone present surrender just by looking at it.

Nine golden dragon souls surrounded him, as if they embraced the lord of heaven and earth.

Between the nine days and ten earths, no one can get close.

At this moment, Yang Feng's whole body truly revealed the majesty of the Ninety-Five.

Yang Xiaoyi and Mo Shaoqiu looked up, their hearts were full of passion, and their family heads had finally transformed into a generation of overlords.

Even Wang Batian, who had always looked down on him before, was slightly stunned at this time, and had to admit in his heart that this girl really had the demeanor of a sect leader, and he was not under Ouyang's bearing back then.

The two of them, the Poison King and the Corpse King, were even more excited and relieved.

This stinky boy is out of tune when he rehearses, and he always has problems. But on formal occasions, it really gives us a long face. It's not in vain that we've been training him hard this month, and finally showing the demeanor of the sect leader, hehehe.