Chapter 363: Yang Wan'er's Thanksgiving Gift
"What promises are delivered?"
The two stood close to the wall, no more than half a foot apart, Yang Wan'er felt the burning manly aura on Luo Feng's body, her cheeks were slightly hot, the fullness of her chest rose and fell rapidly, drawing a seductive curve, and her voice couldn't help but weaken a little.
Luo Feng looked at Yang Wan'er, who was slightly flustered, and decided to treat this hateful girl, reached out and pinched Yang Wan'er's greasy chin, and the corners of her lips hooked up a light smile: "Since you lost, should you let me deal with it?"
Yang Wan'er bit her red lips, a rare flush appeared on her cheeks, she suddenly remembered something, looked up at Luo Feng, and a trace of cunning suddenly flashed in her bright eyes: "Who said I lost?"
Airplanes!
As the words fell, a strong wave rushed out of Yang Wan'er's body, and the momentum soared into the sky, and the surging vitality formed a substantial impact, penetrating through the body.
Bang!
Luo Feng only felt a huge force rushing over, and the whole person was shocked and took a few steps back.
Yang Wan'er's face was flushed, and a pair of charming eyes looked at Luo Feng, and said with a smile:
"I didn't promise that I would suppress Xiu Wei and fight you. Now, do you want to continue?"
"You are also the daughter of the city lord of Dayang City, and you actually play such a small trick. Luo Feng exhaled.
Yang Wan'er is a master of the Spirit Vortex Realm, and now that she has returned to her peak state, she has no need to fight at all.
"I'm just cheating, what's wrong?"
Yang Wan'er's ruddy lips curled slightly, her gaze fell on Luo Feng, and the depths of her bright pupils flashed with a faint shock.
She is a Spirit Whirlpool Realm cultivator, and it stands to reason that even if she suppresses her cultivation to the middle stage of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm, Luo Feng should not be her opponent.
And the truth turned out to be unexpected.
Looking at Yang Wan'er with an expression of what can you do to me, Luo Feng was a little speechless, and secretly thought in his heart: Stinky girl, when my strength surpasses you, see how I clean you up!
"Giggle...... You don't have to be disappointed, I have good things for you. Yang Wan'er looked at Luo Feng, who was depressed, and smiled.
"What's good?"
Looking at Yang Wan'er, whose attitude changed rapidly, Luo Feng was stunned for a moment.
Yang Wan'er's slender fingers as white as jade wiped on the storage ring, and there was an extra book of fiery red cheats in her hand.
Luo Feng saw the cheats, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What is this?"
"This is a thank you gift for teaching me a lesson about that villain. Yang Wan'er looked at the cheats in her hand, remembering what Luo Feng said to Liu Yuan during the day, her cheeks were slightly hot.
"Thank you?"
Luo Feng remembered that Yang Wan'er had indeed said such things during the day, but she didn't take it to heart.
After taking the cheats, a warm breath came from the palm of his hand, which shocked Luo Feng's heart.
The cover of the cheats has a pure fire vitality remaining, which should be made of some kind of powerful demon beast fur.
The martial arts cheats that can be covered with the fur of demon beasts are definitely not ordinary, at least they are also yellow-level superb martial arts.
"Eight Desolation Ba Yan Fist! What a domineering name!" Seeing the martial arts name on the cheats, Luo Feng nodded, opened the cheats, his eyes immediately froze, and he inhaled slightly.
This turned out to be a Xuan-level middle-grade boxing method!
"How's it going, are you still satisfied with my thank-you gift?"
Yang Wan'er was very satisfied with Luo Feng's expression, and said with a smile: "I see that your fist style is strong, but the power is a little weaker, this book of cheats is just right for you to cultivate." β
The night breeze swept through and lifted the dress on her body, which was heartwarming.
Luo Feng's fingers brushed the gilded characters on the cheats, Yang Wan'er said well, this Eight Desolation Ba Yan Fist is indeed very suitable for herself.
It's just that......
Luo Feng raised his head, looked at Yang Wan'er and said, "This thank you gift is too valuable. You gave me this secret book, does the city lord know?"
Yang Wan'er pursed her ruddy little mouth and said indifferently: "I'm going to send you, tell me what my father is doing?"
Luo Feng's face froze: "Could it be that you stole this cheat?"
Yang Wan'er looked indifferent and said with a smile: "I just took it out." Rest assured, my father won't know. β
Luo Feng pinched his forehead helplessly, shook his head and said, "I can't ask for this cheat." β
"Why?"
Yang Wan'er saw that Luo Feng couldn't put down the cheats, and she was obviously very satisfied, but this sudden answer made her clueless.
Luo Feng smiled bitterly: "I pretended to be your fiancΓ©, and I have deceived the Yang City Lord, and the Yang City Lord treats me well." If you still accept such a valuable gift, how will I face your father when the truth is revealed? β
"Then I don't care, I've already given you this cheat, you can practice if you like it, and you can throw it away if you don't like it. Yang Wan'er was inexplicably a little angry, glared at Luo Feng angrily, turned around and left, and disappeared into the night in a moment.
"This girl is really messing around. β
Luo Feng looked at the cheats in his hand and shook his head, "Forget it, let's take it and return it to the Yang City Lord." β
Luo Feng didn't want to cause any misunderstanding, so he simply cleaned up the yard and was about to go to find Yang Dingtian, when a knock suddenly sounded outside the small courtyard.
"Father-in-law, why are you here so late?"
Luo Feng looked back and found that it was Yang Dingtian, so he hurriedly greeted him.
Yang Dingtian walked in and looked into the courtyard, as if looking for something.
Luo Feng looked strange and asked, "Father-in-law, what are you looking for?"
"Ahem......"
Yang Dingtian coughed lightly twice and said with a smile: "I thought Wan'er was here." β
"She's been here just now, stayed for a while and then left. Luo Feng said bluntly.
"Oh. Yang Dingtian nodded, but his eyes were still looking into the small courtyard.
Luo Feng was speechless in his heart, how could he say that he was abducting Yang Wan'er.
"Father-in-law, are you looking for her?"
Yang Dingtian nodded: "I'm looking for a book of martial arts cheats, but I can't find it, I want to ask her if she got it." β
Luo Feng's heart moved, and he took out the secret book of the Eight Desolation Tyrant Yan Fist, "Father-in-law, do you think this is it?"
Yang Dingtian saw the cheats in Luo Feng's hand, and his eyes lit up slightly: "Yes, it's this Eight Desolation Tyrant Yan Fist." Hey, I put this cheat in the secret room, why are you here?"
"It was Wan'er who brought it just now, and I was about to return it to my father-in-law. β
"No wonder I couldn't find it everywhere. β
Yang Dingtian showed an ambiguous smile on his face, staring at Luo Feng, staring at him until the bottom of his heart.
Luo Feng was a little embarrassed in his heart, scratched his head and said, "Father-in-law, don't blame Wan'er for this matter, I asked to take a look." β
Yang Dingtian put the cheats back into Luo Feng's hand and said with a smile:
"Hehe, you don't have to explain. I was going to give you this cheat, but I didn't expect Wan'er to be one step faster than me. β
"This ......"
Luo Feng looked at the cheats in his hand, his expression was slightly stunned, he was still thinking about how to explain the matter of the Eight Desolation Ba Yan Fist in his hands, he didn't expect things to develop like this.
Yang Dingtian waved his hand and said: "You are full of vitality, the Heavenly Collapse Fist can no longer exert your strength, this Eight Desolation Tyrant Yan Fist is the martial arts I learned when I was young, it is powerful and domineering, bursting like heavenly fire, it is just right for you to cultivate." You are my son-in-law, and you will be a family in the future, so you can accept this secret book with confidence. β
Luo Feng's heart warmed, and he hugged his fists and said gratefully: "Thank you, father-in-law!"
Although they haven't been together for a long time, Luo Feng feels very cordial to Yang Dingtian, just like his father.
Yang Dingtian patted Luo Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I only have one daughter, Wan'er, she has been spoiled by me since she was a child, sometimes she acts a little recklessly, recklessly, you take care of it." β
Luo Feng touched his nose, he already knew this.
"By the way, the sword technique you used during the day, but the thunder knife technique?" Yang Dingtian suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
"Hmm. Luo Feng nodded.
"How did you learn this sword technique? The Thunder Sword Technique is a martial art of the puppet sect thousands of years ago, and it has been lost for a long time. Yang Dingtian saw Luo Feng admit it, and was a little surprised.
Luo Feng didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "This is what I got by accident in the secret realm of the Red Flame Desert. Father-in-law also knows this thunder sword technique?"
Yang Dingtian nodded: "I once read a book about the puppet gate, so I have some understanding. By the way, you can use the Thunder Sword Technique again, and I'll see if there's any place where I can point you in. β
Luo Feng's heart moved, his thunder sword technique had been stagnant for a long time, and he might be able to take advantage of this opportunity to break through.
If the Thunder Sword Technique can break through to the second level, his strength will definitely be greatly improved, and if he faces a master like Tang Qi, he will not fall into the disadvantage again.
Nodding, Luo Feng took out the Nuyan knife and walked to the middle of the courtyard.
"Thunder!"
With all his strength, the robes around Luo Feng immediately swelled, and the angry knife turned into a knife shadow, slashing out continuously.
Cracking sound!
In the entire small courtyard, the sword light shimmered, like thunder and lightning, and thick knife marks appeared on the ground, sweeping around.
With a wave of Yang Dingtian's hand, a wall of Gang Qi flashing with flame light appeared.
Boom Boom Boom ......
The dazzling sword light stood on the wall of Gangqi, vibrating in a circle of ripples, and then disappeared.
Yang Dingtian's eyes flashed slightly.
When he watched from a distance, he had already felt that the power of Luo Feng's sword technique was unusual, and now that his own hands were resisting, he was shocked to find that the power of the sword was even more powerful than he imagined.
After a while, the courtyard was calm, Luo Feng put away the angry knife and stopped.
"Father-in-law, my Thunder Sword Technique has only been cultivated to the first level. I don't know why, the progress of the subsequent cultivation is getting slower and slower. Luo Feng looked back and saw Yang Dingtian looking at him, scratched his head and said.
Yang Dingtian looked at all his thoughts, and asked casually, "How long have you been practicing the Thunder Sword Technique?"
Luo Feng touched his nose and replied, "Twenty days." β
"Twenty Days ......"
Yang Dingtian nodded, suddenly his eyes widened, staring at Luo Feng, his face full of shock: "You said twenty days!"
"It could be a few more days......"
Luo Feng touched his nose and said.
Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng and let out a long sigh: "No wonder Wan'er is disdainful of those young handsome men, they are simply not worth mentioning compared to you." β
These words are the words of Yang Dingtian's heart. He used more than a month to cultivate the Eight Desolation Ba Yan Fist to the first level, and the martial arts of the puppet sect were notoriously difficult to cultivate, Luo Feng spent twenty days to cultivate the Thunder Sword Technique to the first level, this talent can be said to be shocking!