Just wearing Douluo, being chased and killed by the god-king Tang San

Chapter 70 Yang Feng: Everyone Stand Up, Call Miss Xiao Wu
return to the past.

Yang Feng was determined to make Tang San suffer, at the moment Tang San was knocked back, he followed closely and grabbed Tang San's wrist.

Then very directly and simply swung Tang San up!
Everyone was dumbfounded, Yang Feng was too violent!
Wang Sheng rubbed his head, and couldn't help but murmured: "The strength Yang Feng displayed, even if I use my martial soul, it doesn't have such explosive power. It's a good thing he didn't do anything just now..."

Tang San only felt dizzy, facing Yang Feng, he felt powerless.

In close combat, Tangmen's grappling hands don't have to be weak with concealed weapons!

Controlling cranes and catching dragons is not only a method of transporting power, but also a very domineering way of capturing.

Among them, the method of dividing muscles and bones is extremely vicious.

However, Tang San couldn't use it at all in this situation, and the opponent would...

And more proficient than him!
With a "bang", Tang San directly hit the egg wall, and then fell to the ground.

Yang Feng stepped on the ghost fan's footsteps and rode directly on Tang San's body. With the sound of the wind, his small fists waited on Tang San's face.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, this is too violent!

Tang San blocked with his hand, feeling his arm went numb, his grappling hand was useless in front of Yang Feng.

He was so big that he was beaten only once.

I still remember when I was five years old, I took a little girl from Holy Soul Village to the mountain to poke a hornet's nest.

The little girl became a fat woman.

And for him, the pain of being stung by a hornet was not as painful as being kicked three meters away by Tang Hao!

10 minute later.

Yang Feng got up.

Tang San was honest, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and several ribs were broken.

Yang Feng didn't kill him either.

After all, behind Tang San is a Haotian Douluo!
"From now on, you will wash the sheets, bedding, clothes and socks of everyone in the dormitory, otherwise I will beat you once a day."

"You..." Tang San made a low voice from his throat.

Yang Feng stared, Tang San instantly softened.

"Yang Feng is mighty, Yang Feng is handsome." Wang Sheng's eyes were fiery, and he walked towards Yang Feng with a simple and honest smile on his face.

Others also swarmed up and surrounded Yang Feng.

"Yang Feng, I'll give you a massage."

"Yang Feng sit down, I'll wash your feet."

"Come here, I have snacks here, I'll give you all to eat."

"Yang Feng, from now on you will be the boss of our Qishe, we will obey what you say."

Regarding this, Yang Feng waved his hand, looking like a master.

"You don't need to be so enthusiastic, as for me, I'm just here to beat Tang San and take care of Xiao Wu, you play your tricks."

"Who is Xiao Wu?" Wang Sheng asked.

"Eh..." Yang Feng's mouth curled up, and he looked towards the door, "It's probably coming, everyone stands up, and will greet me loudly later, can Miss Xiao Wu know?"

"Oh."

Everyone straightened their bodies, and then they heard footsteps coming from the aisle of Qishe.

"Da da da!"

soon.

A Xiao Wu's head protruded from the door, "It's so hard to find, is this Qishe?"

"Welcome Miss Wu."

Everyone spoke in unison, with smiles on their faces.

The girl looked about six or seven years old, holding a brand new school uniform in her arms.

He looked about the same age as Yang Feng and Tang San, dressed plainly but very clean, his pink and tender face was like a ripe peach.

Her long black hair was combed into a long scorpion braid, hanging over her hips.

Especially those calves, straight and well-proportioned.

But the big watery and lively eyes, with a puzzled look, asked: "You, how do you know my name?"

Everyone looked at Yang Feng at the same time.

The dying Tang San hugged his weak arms, and also looked at the girl at the door, secretly sighing how cute.

Yang Feng smiled, and walked forward, as if seeing an old friend, "Xiao Wu, come in quickly."

"Um...you know me?"

Xiao Wu became a little vigilant.

"I passed by the Academic Affairs Office just now and saw that you were registering, and you are such a beautiful girl, it's hard not to be remembered."

With a calm face, Yang Feng made up nonsense.

Xiao Wu at the door blinked her big eyes, with a smile on her face that captivated the entire Qishe, "Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Wu, dancing dance."

From behind, Wang Sheng poked Yang Feng's back, "Boss, come on."

"Eh..." How could Yang Feng bully Xiao Wu, saying:

"Xiao Wu, I am the second child in this dormitory, and you will be our boss from now on, come in quickly."

After entering Qishe, Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes again, and smiled sweetly, revealing two cute dimples: "My spirit is a rabbit, a very cute little white rabbit."

Yang Fengdao: "Yang Feng, Martial Soul Dragon, a super-stunning, super-handsome and super-beautiful dragon who is supremely god-spiritual, yin-yang, and self-sufficient. The name is very long, so it may not be easy to remember."

"Pfft..." Xiao Wu couldn't help laughing out loud, it was indeed very long, she put her school uniform aside, her face showed anticipation, "It's yin to yang, super handsome and pretty, could it be a yin and yang dragon?"

"Smart." Yang Feng couldn't help boasting.

Super handsome, this describes the boy.

Super pretty, of course it's a girl.

And his martial souls are two nine-colored giant dragons, naturally one male and one female.

"Wow, the name must be very long, I want to see it."

Xiao Wu had a look of anticipation, dimpled smile, and tried to remember this martial soul: "A dragon who is supremely divine, divine, yin, yang, free, super dazzling, handsome and beautiful."

The others also showed longing looks, after all Yang Feng came to Qishe to sleep a lot every day and hadn't revealed his martial soul yet.

There was hatred in Tang San's eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and he was also very curious about Yang Feng's martial spirit.

This mysterious young man put him under no less pressure than the elders of the Tang Sect in another world.

Not only did she know all his secrets, but even the way numbers were exactly the same as his!
Brush it!

A powerful soul power burst out, and two nine-colored giant dragons appeared behind Yang Feng, lifelike, circulating Yin and Yang.

An aura that made their minds and bodies surrender was blowing over their faces, it was so soft that they couldn't help but make them kneel down and bow their heads in surrender.

boom.

Not only that.

Immediately afterwards, the martial spirits of all of them were released uncontrollably, and the most martial spirits surrounding Yang Feng seemed to worship.

"Why, how could this be?"

Everyone was shocked.

Their spirits dimmed.

Little White Rabbit, Blue Silver Grass, Zhan Hu, An Naijing, Toilet... There are all kinds of spirits!

"Buzz!"

Tang San tried his best to control his Clear Sky Hammer not to come out, but he still broke free from his control.

The Clear Sky Hammer trembled steadily as if being provoked.

"Ok?"

Yang Feng naturally noticed it.

But at this time, the god, god, yin, yang, self-contained, super-handsome, super-beautiful dragon martial soul seems not to allow any martial soul to disrespect it, it just overflows with a ray of yin and yang.

Click.

The Clear Sky Hammer seemed about to split open, losing its brilliance.

"Quick, put it away quickly." Wang Sheng yelled, a little unable to bear the aura of the god-spirit, god-spirit, yin-yang, self-indulgent, super-stunning, super-handsome and super-beautiful dragon martial soul.

Yang Feng put it away.

And Xiao Wu was gearing up.

"Yang Feng, shall we fight?"

(End of this chapter)