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Chapter 449: Return to Beijing

"Old Mo, second brother, let's go back to the capital!"

When he came to the audience, Yang Feng directly picked up Mo Shaoqiu and Yang Xiaoyi, who were still unknown, and ran out, leaving only the Holy Fire Sect disciples who looked at each other with a dull expression.

What happened, and why did the sect leader run away?

After waiting for a while, they reacted, and the poison king shouted: "Everyone chase after it, that Yang Gongzi has not yet obtained the Holy Flame certification, and he can't wear the tyrannosaurus robe away." Yang Gongzi, come back quickly, we have something to say, it's not that this robe won't be given to you, it's just that I'll give it later!"

"Uh...... Oh!"

Nodding his head clearly, everyone also hurriedly rushed out, shouting with bitter faces: "Young Master Yang, take off the robe of the sect leader first, and then give it to you when you are certified next time!"

So, like this, Yang Feng and the others were running in front, and a bunch of Holy Fire Cultists behind them were chasing after them, but they didn't have any killing intent or anger, but they looked bitter, they just wanted to follow the rules and procedures.

It was an ironclad fact that Yang Feng was chosen by the Holy Ancestor as the next heir of the sect leader, and they still treated him as a young master. But since the Holy Fire didn't agree this time, then this Tyrannosaurus robe can't be worn.

You are still the crown prince, even if you will be the emperor sooner or later, but before the succession, you can't wear a dragon robe, this is the rule.

But how can Yang Feng care about so many rules, and what he gets with his ability, why should he return it?

So he ran as hard as he could, a swarm of flies buzzing behind his buttocks.

"Master of the family, what are you running, why don't you do it? They can't beat you!" Running beside Yang Feng, Mo Shaoqiu said with a smile.

Looking at the black crowd behind him, Yang Feng couldn't help but hurriedly say: "What are you fighting? The rivers and lakes are sophisticated, not fighting, killing, and killing." Besides, these days, people have treated us well, how can I hurt them casually, this is too immoral, I am a person with an ID card. ”

"Oh, I see, the head of the family is really kind-hearted, hahaha!"

With a loud laugh, Mo Shaoqiu nodded clearly.

Yang Xiaoyi on the side rolled his eyes helplessly, shook his head with a wry smile.

Third brother, if you really preach morality like this, you won't snatch someone's robe and run away. How old are they, and they're not children, so they just grab the things they like, do we care about his robe?

Although this robe is a twelve-grade soldier, it is indeed rare, but you can't grab it, tsk.

Yang Xiaoyi is a noble person compared to his brother, and he disdains this kind of smashing, looting, and burning, but at this time, looking at Yang Feng's black light all over his body, and the nine dragon patterns are lifelike, he still can't help but run while unconsciously touching his hand, full of envy.

Twelve-grade soldiers, it's so domineering, when can I wear it? Borrow it from him another day, hehe.

"Please return the holy robe!"

"Please return the holy robe!"

"Please Yang Gongzi ......"

......

Whew!

Yang Feng and the three of them ran out of the hall, but they saw black shadows flashing out, and they were all surrounded, and there were human figures in all directions, densely packed, and crowded with people.

However, they did not dare to be rude to him, and they all knelt down and spoke bitterly. It's like a group of eunuchs persuading the young prince not to be playful, whether they are beating or scolding, they can only ask.

Yang Feng was blocked and couldn't run, and the poison king behind them also chased after him, and he also hugged his fists with a begging face and said, "Young Master Yang, don't make trouble." When you practice the etiquette a few more times, and you are familiar with it, let's go through the ceremony again, and the flame will definitely agree. You are now the only heir of the sect leader, and this robe will be yours sooner or later, so take it off now. ”

"I don't!"

His head shook like a rattle, and Yang Feng snorted lightly: "Do you want me to practice the ritual a few more times? Do I have that much time? Now that the eyebrows are burning, the ghost king's guy is demolishing the base in my hometown." If I don't rush back, it's game over. ”

"Old Mo, second brother, hold on to me, I'm going to take off!"

As he spoke, Yang Feng stretched out his hands and hugged the waists of the two, and the two of them didn't understand what was going on, so they heard him shout, swish, and flew into the air, flying straight out of the barrier.

Belch!

With a twitch of cheeks, everyone present was stunned, and 10,000 grass and mud horses rushed over in their hearts.

I'll go, Sect Master Yang, can he still fly?

So what level of cultivation has he reached now, and he actually has the ability to fly in the air?

Everyone present was dumbfounded, that Wang Batian also followed everyone to chase out, looking at this scene, after being stunned for a long time, he suddenly thought of something, suddenly took out a jade plate from the storage ring, threw it at the three people in the sky, and shouted: "Apprentice, catch the teleportation jade plate of this sect, the matter is done, quickly return to the sect and see the teacher!"

"Yes, Master, the apprentice understands!"

Yang Xiaoyi's respectful answer came from afar, and then the figures of the three of them completely disappeared into the sky.

Wang Batian bowed slightly, then looked at the two poison kings who were still sluggish, and said with a smile: "Everyone is gone, go back, what are you still standing stupidly for? Do you want to go with them to deal with the ghost king?"

"The ghost king's apostasy has long had nothing to do with this religion. Besides, this sect has been closed for a hundred years, and it has no contact with the entire martial arts. Now even if this Black Soul Tree is resurrected again, it is also the grudge between the ghost king and that group of martial arts righteous paths, and it has nothing to do with this sect, what does this sect do, hum!"

His face sank slightly, and a rough breath erupted from the nostrils of the Poison King, who seemed to be a little angry, and then waved his sleeves and said, "It's all gone, everything will wait for Yang Gongzi to finish his own business, and then talk about it when he comes back." ”

After saying that, the Poison King had left silently.

Wang Batian looked at him deeply, understood what he was thinking, didn't speak, and dispersed with the others.

Although the new sect is now mainly dealing with the Ghost King, the Poison King, and even the entire Holy Fire Sect, do not have this mind.

After all, in addition to the Ghost King, there were also those famous and upright families, martial arts righteous paths, and the ten major empires that forced the entire Holy Sect to a desperate situation back then.

Those self-proclaimed heroes of the time, really don't know if what happened back then was the personal behavior of the Ghost King, or was it deliberately instigated by the Holy Fire Sect?

It's just an excuse to attack their holy religion.

Who made their Holy Sect a behemoth that posed a threat to them, even though it had already declined?

Therefore, under the guise of justice, they beat the Holy Fire Cult to the point that it was almost wiped out, so that it has now been closed for a hundred years.

Now, in the eyes of these Holy Sect members, whether it is the Ghost King, the Ten Great Empires, or the Martial Arts Righteous Path, they are all enemies. They can kill each other, dog-eat-dog, one-mouthed hair, all of them will kill themselves, so that our Holy Fire Sect will ignore them, hum!

Everyone sneered in their hearts, hoping that this Ghost King's Black Soul Disaster would cause a lose-lose situation for the entire martial arts.

As for their next sect leader, although he is also involved in this matter, his strength is so high, he will be fine.

Yang Feng took Yang Xiaoyi and the others to rush out of the barrier of the Holy Fire Sect and galloped towards the capital, that Mo Shaoqiu was held and flew above the nine heavens, and they were all stunned: "Family master, you can actually soar for nine days, no wonder your strength is so strong, what kind of cultivation is it?"

"This ...... I don't know, I'm much taller than you anyway!"

Yang Feng thought about it, but he couldn't say why.

Mo Shaoqiu knew the strangeness of their family master, and sometimes even he himself didn't know it, so he nodded knowingly, and said, "Also, family master, we are going back to the capital, you seem to have flown in the wrong direction!"

"Huh, huh?"

After staggering, Yang Feng smiled awkwardly, and immediately turned his head and flew in the other direction.

"I'm sorry, since I was a child, the geography is not good, I never divide the east, west, north and south, hehehe!"