Chapter 672

Name:My Master Is a God Author:Shangdian
In Ye Wuxin's eyes, Yang Yiyun smashes the left wing of the wind thunder bird demon king with one fist, but this is not the end. Then he sees Yang Yiyun's body flash and falls on the demon king's back.

Then he raised his fist~

At this time, ye unintentionally closed his eyes and said to the demon king in silence: "it's a blessing for you to get into trouble with young master Yang in your previous life."

"Touch touch ~"

"Roar, roar ~"

Next, ye Wuxin heard the sound of Yang Yiyun's fists, Of course, it's the sound of hitting the demon king with fists and the continuous wailing of the demon king.

The scream of the mutant demon king can be heard, full of boundless anger and deep helplessness. Maybe the demon king did not expect that it would have such a tragic time?

Or more importantly, I never thought that Yang Yiyun would be so... So shameless.

The key to beating is not to change the place. Just hit one place. It makes the demon king vomit blood.

Yang rode on his neck, but beat his neck violently. All the feathers on his neck were beaten, and white feathers were flying all over the sky.

For Yang Yiyun, he remembered the old man's words, but beat hard, beat to the demon king's submission, so from the very beginning, he didn't beat hard.

Now it's even better, riding directly on the neck of the demon king, waving his fist, beating even better.

At the same time, he still asked, "can't you accept it?"

"Touch touch ~"

"Don't you agree?"

"Touch touch ~"

The answer was a scream of anger from the demon king.

Half an hour after the beating, even Yang felt his hands hurt, but he still didn't stop and hit him.

But in my heart, I thought: "listen to the voice of this beast, still full of anger, this is not convinced? I can't. It seems that I won't accept it if it goes on like this. We have to find a way. "

After this idea closed, Yang Yiyun and Yu Guangzhong saw an interesting scene.

He is one hand on the neck of the demon king, the other hand is beating, and the demon king is crying with every blow, but there is no sign of weakness, on the contrary, the demon king's feet or claws are constantly moving.

It's normal to move your paws. It's strange to be beaten.

But the strange scene is that when Yang Yiyun saw the demon king moving, he was still avoiding the feather on the ground. It was the feather that fell from his body. He looked afraid of trampling.

Although fengleiniao is a variation of the bird king, but its feathers are ordinary feathers, there is no unique point, which Yang Yiyun is very clear.

But the beast did not forget to avoid its own feathers in the beating, for fear of trampling, which is not normal.

Don't trample on their own feathers, there can only be one reason, that is, the wind thunder bird demon king takes good care of their feathers.

Think of here when Yang Yiyun suddenly bad smile.

Whether it's people who doubt demons, beasts, birds or other creatures, there must be a soft spot on the body. This dead spot is not necessarily a fatal dead spot on the body. Maybe it's a humble place or thing in other people's eyes, it's a dead spot.

Now in Yang Yiyun's mind, the death place of the wind thunder bird demon king is its snow-white feathers. What if all the feathers on the demon king were pulled out?

Will you surrender or not?

When I beat you, I'm really tough, so I'll change my mind to deal with it.

Immediately, Yang laughed and changed his fist into claw.

In front of the wind thunder bird demon king neck white feather began to pull.

"Poop poop"

Hand speed is very fast, waving all over the sky feathers flying, like large pieces of goose feather big snowflakes.

Ha ha ha ha Da said with a smile: "brother, today I plucked all the hair on your body. Will you accept it?"

"Roar ~"

The demon king roars angrily and wants to throw Yang Yiyun off his back, but how can Yang make it do what he wants? Besides, with the suppression of the powerful spirit of yuntianxie, the demon king really has no way.

In Yang Yiyun's field, he was virtually suppressed. One of his wings was broken. Now he can't even keep his hair.

In the roar of the demon king, Yang Yiyun finally heard a trace of trill.

He was so happy that he guessed right that the animal's feather was its dead place.

I didn't expect that I was not afraid of beating, but I was afraid that my feathers would be plucked out.After finding the soft point of the demon king, Yang Yiyun started harder and pulled out more than half of the feather on the demon king's neck.

"Roar ~"

The cry of the demon king suddenly changed, full of trills.

When Yang became more and more proud and raised his hand to start a new round, a turning point finally took place.

In my mind came a cry for mercy: "don't, don't, stop, I surrender, I'm convinced ~"

This voice sounds very clear, like a teenager's voice, with the tone of begging for mercy.

Yang Yiyun was stunned. When he reacted, he laughed. He knew that it was the voice of the variant wind thunder bird king. Although he didn't speak, he could use his mental strength to communicate with others.

"Really? "Fake clothes?" Yang Yiyun spoke directly, and he didn't need mental strength. Anyway, the demon king could understand.

"I'm... Convinced ~" the voice of the wind thunder bird king is still a little late.

Yang's eyes glared and hummed, then he plucked out two large handfuls of feathers.

"Ah, I'm really convinced, I'm really convinced, don't pluck my feathers." the spirit of the demon king screamed in Yang Yiyun's mind.

"Ha ha, if you really surrender, show your sincerity to your friends. And if you hear a sentence that you dare to be king in front of your friends, pluck up your hair and have a barbecue, believe it or not?" At this time, Yang was just like a villain, eating the demon king to death.

After a few breaths of silence, the demon king said, "the little demon is willing to give up his own life, and the demon soul mark will submit to his master ~"

After that, Yang Yiyun saw a pure white light flying from the top of the demon king's head, and then turned into a pocket version of the Thunderbird flying towards Yang Yiyun.

As soon as Yang Yiyun saw it, he knew that it was the mark of the spirit of the wind, thunder and bird king. As long as he was in charge of the mark, he was in charge of the life and death of the demon king. In a moment, he could let the demon king's soul fly away.

Without the slightest politeness, Yang Yiyun moves his mind and directly takes the spirit mark of the demon king into the sea of consciousness.

At the next moment, he felt an invisible connection with the demon king. He could feel any evil intention and evil thoughts that the demon king had towards him at the first time. Moreover, if the master Yang Yiyun died in the future, the demon king would follow him. This is the strength of mastering the mark of his own life.

But the death of the demon king had no effect on the master Yang Yiyun.

It can be imagined that in order to survive, the demon king will fight to protect Yang Yiyun's safety.

The spirits of diao'er and monkey tease are not compatible with each other. Diao'er and monkey tease are equally bound with Yang Yiyun's spirits and can interact with each other, but their death is not affected.

However, the wind, thunder, bird and demon king is an unequal contract, which is equal to a lifelong contract of selling one's life. If Yang Yiyun controls his life, he can let the demon king die in a moment.

Then Yang Yiyun said happily, "well, you'll be Xiaobai in the future."

In his speech, Yang Yiyun jumped down from the wind thunder bird king, and finally let it go. However, a large circle of feathers on the demon king's neck was pulled out, which was very ugly.

"Master... Can you change your name, my king... Oh no, the little demon is said to have the name of wind and thunder. You demon clan, master, you little white is too much?" Demon King carefully said, of course, is still the spirit and Yang Yiyun communication, now this life demon soul to Yang Yiyun, communication is more convenient.

One of Yang's eyes glared and said, "just call Xiaobai. Don't bargain with me. In the first sentence, pull out your hair ~"

This sentence is heavier than the penalty for the wind thunder bird demon king, even said: "yes, if you don't speak of the little demon, then the little demon will be called Xiaobai, as long as you are willing to call it anything."

The wind thunder bird king of the hall variation, this can be regarded as the complete submission under the darkness of Yang.

"It's almost the same. I say Xiaobai, as long as he is obedient, his master will still be very reasonable. Do you understand?" Yang is really proud at the moment.

"Yes, Xiaobai knows that master is the most reasonable and the best master in the world." The demon king sucks in his heart and flatters. He's afraid that someone will pluck his hair if he doesn't agree.

Yang, a rare old face, "cough, cough, and you are also a shameless bird. Ha ha, but the owner likes you, love the truth...... well, it's a bird."