Chapter 363

"What is the promise?"

The two men stood close to the wall, no more than half a foot apart. Yang Waner felt the hot man's breath on Luo Feng's body. Her cheeks were slightly hot, and her chest was plump and jerky, drawing an attractive curve, and her voice was weak.

Looking at Yang Wan'er, who was a little flustered, Luo Feng decided to treat this hateful girl. He reached out and held Yang Wan'er's snowy chin. His lips raised a smile: "since you lost, should I deal with it?"

Yang Wan'er's teeth are biting red lips. The rare blush appears on her cheeks. Suddenly she thinks of something. Looking up at Luo Feng, a shred of cunning flashes in her bright eyes: "who said I lost?"

Hum!

When the voice falls, a strong wave rushes out of Yang Wan'er's body, rising with momentum. The surging vitality forms a substantial impact and emerges through the body.

Bang!

Luo Feng only felt a huge force come over, the whole person was shocked to step back.

Yang Wan'er's face is still red, with charming eyes. Looking at Luo Feng, she says with a smile:

"I don't guarantee that I will suppress cultivation and fight you. Now, do you want to continue? "

"You are also the leader of Dayang city. You have to play such a small part." Luofeng vomited.

Yang Wan'er is a master of mental environment. Now she is back to her peak. She has no need to fight.

"I'm a liar. What's the matter?"

Yang Wan'er's ruddy lips are slightly cocked, and her eyes fall on Luo Feng. The bright pupil is deep, with a light startling color.

She is a spiritual cultivation. According to the principle, even if the cultivation is suppressed to the middle of Jiuchong Tianting, Luo Feng should not be her opponent.

The truth is unexpected.

Looking at Yang Wan'er, whose face you can show me, Luo Feng is speechless, and secretly ponders: stinky girl, wait for my strength to surpass you, see how I clean you up!

"Cluck You don't have to be disappointed. I have something good for you. " Yang Wan'er looks at the depressed Luofeng and smiles.

"What's good?"

Looking at Yang Waner, whose attitude is changing rapidly, Luo Feng is stunned.

Yang Wan'er's white fingers are like jade on the storage ring, and a volume of red script is in her hand.

Seeing the script, Luo Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "what is this?"

"It's a thank you for helping me teach that villain Liu Yuan." Yang Wan'er looks at the script in her hand and remembers what Luo Feng said to Liu Yuan in the daytime. Her cheeks are slightly hot.

"Thank you?"

Luo Feng remembers that Yang Wan'er did say this in the daytime, but he didn't pay attention to it.

After taking the script, the warm breath came from the palm, which surprised Luo Feng.

The cover of the secret script, with pure fire energy left, should be made of some kind of powerful beast fur.

It's a martial arts secret script that can cover with the fur of monsters and beasts. It's certainly not an ordinary martial art, at least it's a unique martial art of yellow level.

"Ba Huang Ba Yan Quan! What a name! " Seeing the martial name on the script, Luo Feng nodded, opened the script, his eyes immediately solidified, and inhaled slightly.

This is a Book of xuanlv middle class boxing!

"How are you, satisfied with my thanks?"

Yang Wan'er was very satisfied with Luo Feng's expression. She smiled and said, "I see your boxing style is just fierce, but its power is weaker. This book is just suitable for you to practice."

The night wind swept over her, lifting her clothes and skirts.

Luo Feng's fingers brushed the gilded characters on the script, and Yang Wan'er said it well. This Bahuang batian boxing is really suitable for him.

Just

Luo Feng raised his head and looked at Yang Wan'er and said, "this thank-you is too valuable. Do you know that you sent this book to me? "

Yang Wan'er turned away her ruddy mouth and said quietly, "I want to send you to tell my father what to do."

Luo Feng's face stiffened: "did you steal this secret script?"

Yang Wan'er said with a smile: "I just took it out. Don't worry, my father won't know. "

Luo Feng helplessly pinched his forehead and shook his head. "I can't ask for this script."

"Why?"

Yang Wan'er is obviously satisfied with Luo Feng's love for the secret script, which makes her have no clue.

Luo Feng said with a wry smile: "I pretended to be your fiance, and I have cheated the Lord of Yangcheng. The Lord of Yangcheng treats me well. If I still receive such a valuable gift, how can I face your father when the truth comes out? "

"I don't care. I've given you this script. If you want to like it, you can practice it. If you don't like it, you can lose it." Yang Wan'er is inexplicably angry. She glares at Luo Feng angrily, turns around and walks away. In a moment, she disappears into the night.

"This girl is really a mess."

Luo Feng looked at the script in his hand and shook his head. "Forget it, take it back to the Lord of Yangcheng."

Luo Feng doesn't want to cause any misunderstanding. He simply tidies up the yard and is going to find yangdingtian. A knock suddenly rings outside the yard.

"My father-in-law, why are you here so late?"

Luo Feng looked back and found that it was yangdingtian. He hurried up.

Yangdingtian came in and looked into the yard, as if looking for something.

Luo Feng looked strange and asked, "father in law, what are you looking for?"

"Cough..."

Yang Ding Tian coughs twice and says with a smile, "I thought Wan'er was here."

"She came just now, stayed for a while and left." Luo Feng said directly.

"Oh." Yang Dingtian nodded, but his eyes were still looking at the yard.

Luo Feng's heart is speechless. How can he say that he is abducting Yang Waner.

"What do you want to do with her, my father-in-law?"

Yang Dingtian nodded: "I'm looking for a martial arts script. I can't find it. I want to ask if she has it."

Luo Feng's heart moved. He took out the secret script of Ba Huang Ba Yan Quan. "My father-in-law, do you think this is it?"

Yang Dingtian saw the secret script in Luo Feng's hand, and his eyes brightened: "yes, it's the Bahuang Bayan fist. Eh, I put this script in the secret room. Why is it here? "

"It was Wan'er who brought it just now. I'm trying to give it back to my father-in-law."

"No wonder I can't find it anywhere."

Yang Dingtian has an ambiguous smile on his face. His eyes are fixed on Luo Feng and he is staring at the bottom of his heart.

Luo Feng was embarrassed at the bottom of his heart. He grabbed the head and said, "my father-in-law, it's not weird for Wan'er. I asked to have a look."

Yang Dingtian put the script back into Luo Feng's hands and said with a smile:

"ha ha, you don't need to explain. I was going to give you this script, but Wan'er is a step faster than me. "

"Here..."

Looking at the script in his hand, Luo Feng looks slightly stunned. He still wants to explain how Bahuang Bayan fist works in his hand. He didn't expect that things would develop like this.

Yang Dingtian waved his hand and said, "you are full of vigour. Tianbeng boxing can't give full play to your strength. This Bahuang Bayan boxing is a martial art I learned when I was young. It is powerful and powerful. It bursts like the fire. It's just suitable for you to practice. You are my son-in-law of yangdingtian, and you will be a family in the future. You can accept this script at ease. "

Luo Feng's heart warmed and he said with a fist: "thank you, father-in-law!"

Although he didn't spend a long time together, Luo Feng felt very kind to yangdingtian, just like his father.

Yang Dingtian patted Luo Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I have only one daughter, Wan'er. She was spoiled by me since she was a child. Sometimes she acted recklessly, regardless of the consequences. You have to bear it a lot."

Luo Feng touched his nose, which he had already realized.

"By the way, the sabre technique you used in the daytime, but the thunder Sabre technique?" What does yangdingtian seem to think of? He asked suddenly.

"Well." Luo Feng nodded.

"How did you learn this technique? Thunder Sabre technique is a martial art of puppet sect a thousand years ago, which has been lost for a long time. " Seeing Luo Feng, Yang Dingtian admitted that he was surprised.

Without concealing it, Luo Feng said bluntly, "I got it by accident in the secret land of the red flame desert. Does father-in-law know the thunder Sabre technique? "

Yang Dingtian nodded: "I have read a book about puppet door, so I have some understanding. By the way, you will use the thunder Sabre technique once. I'll see if there is anything I can point you out. "

Luo Feng's heart moved. His thunder Sabre technique has stagnated for a long time. Maybe he can take this opportunity to break through.

If the thunderbolt Sabre technique can break through the second level, its strength will definitely be greatly improved. In the face of Tang Qi's kind of expert, it will not fall into the bottom again.

Nodded, Luo Feng took out angry Yan knife, walked to the middle of the yard.

"It's thundering!"

With all his strength, Luofeng's robe immediately swelled up, and the angry Yan sword turned into a shadow of the sword, which was continuously cut out.

Crackling!

In the whole courtyard, the sword was shining, like thunder and lightning, and there was a thick scar on the ground, sweeping around.

Yangdingtian hand a wave, a flashing with the inflammatory light of the vigorous Qi wall appears.

Boom

The dazzling blade stands on the vigorous Qi wall, shakes up a circle of ripples, and then disappears.

There is a slight flash of light in the sky.

When watching in the distance, he felt that the power of Luofeng's Sabre technique was unusual. Now, when his own clan fought against it, he was shocked to find that the power of the blade was even more powerful than he imagined.

A moment later, the yard was calm. Luo Feng put away his angry Yan knife and stopped.

"My father-in-law, my thunder Sabre skill has only reached the first level. I don't know why. The later practice is getting slower and slower. " Luo Feng looks back at Yang Dingtian and grabs his head.

Yang Dingtian looked at all his thoughts and asked casually, "how long have you been practicing thunder Sabre technique?"

Luo Feng touched his nose and replied, "twenty days."

"Twenty days..."

Yang Dingtian nods, suddenly stares round his eyes, stares at Luo Feng, his face is shocked: "you say twenty days!"

"Maybe a few more days..."

Luo Feng touched his nose.

Yang Dingtian looks at Luo Feng and sighs: "no wonder Wan'er doesn't care about those young heroes. They are nothing compared with you."

These words are from the heart of the sun. It took him more than a month to Practice BA Huang Ba Yan fist, and the martial arts of puppet sect were notoriously difficult to practice. Luo Feng spent 20 days to practice the thunder Sabre technique. This talent can be said to be shocking!