"Yang Feng?"

His pupils couldn't help but shrink. Tang Aotian stared at the man who was supposed to be punished by himself. His whole body became stiff and his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't speak.

Yang Feng didn't say anything, just smiled and looked down at him, but his eyes were no longer as dull as before, but instead were full of the momentum of the arrogant superior.

Gudu! He swallowed hard, Tang Aotian said solemnly: "Who are you...?"

Still no answer, Yang Feng was still smiling, but the seventy-two pillars below were already understood and knelt down together, shouting loudly: "Welcome to the Lord God of Heaven!"

"Don't let the gods go?

Are you really the gods?”

Hiss! He couldn't help but gasp. Although Tang Aotian had already guessed this possibility, when he actually saw these vicious and terrifying 72 demons visiting their king, he was still shocked, and his entire soul could not help but tremble.

Who would have thought that the ancient god boy who had to be careful and secretly removed from the Shura Dao was actually the other god who made the entire god world frightened?

Fortunately, they and the True God Association have been trying their best to plot against him, but they all failed.

Tang Aotian used to be unable to understand why, but he thought it was because of this kid's fate or the ancient gods who were secretly protecting him.

Now he understood that these little tricks were more than enough to deal with a young man from the ancient gods who had just begun to develop, but to deal with other gods, it was just a joke, and it was just a joke.

How could the God of Heaven who was defeated by Lord Hetiandao and the six elders of Tianyang work together to defeat him? How could they easily kill him with just a few tricks?

If the gods don’t die so easily, it’s not the gods.

Hahaha... With a slight twitch, Tang Aotian couldn't help laughing, his laughter was full of drama and sadness.

Yang Feng looked at him deeply: "Director Aotian, why are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at me for not knowing Mount Tai. Why didn't I recognize you long ago? I'm just a god?"

"Don't be too arrogant. It's already great that you can guess in the end. After all, the other great gods didn't see any clues."

With a grin on the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng continued, "Now you have no way out, what are your plans?"

With a raised brow, Tang Aotian glanced at him sideways: "Do I have any other plans?"

"Of course, surrender or die!"

A green light appeared slowly in his hand, and Yang Feng said solemnly: "Accept my power, you are my person. I will let you go back to Shura Road. If there is any movement in Kaba in the future, just give me some information."

"Do you want me to be your slave?"

"It's not a slave, it's just a spy, how about it?"

"Spy?"

He shook his head with a laugh, and a deep light flashed in Tang Aotian's eyes: "The spy can still have a dead end, but after being infected by you and becoming your slave, it means that you can't survive or die."

"Maybe, but you have no choice, do you want to die?"

"I..." The fist tightened, and Tang Aotian suddenly waved the Shura knife, and the cold blade cut straight towards Yang Feng's neck, but... Ding! With a soft moan, the cold and audao sword light fixedly stiffened three points in front of Yang Feng's neck. Yang Feng just stretched out two fingers and pinched it firmly.

"Weak, too weak!"

Shaking his head, Yang Feng sneered: "Director Aotian, just now when you tried your best to break through the seventy-two of their joint God-killing barriers, you had exhausted all your soul power.

With your current strength, this Shura knife in your hand is no different from a three-year-old doll toy.

Want to kill me with this thing?

You're too underestimating me, hum."

"that is!"

Hearing his words, the Emperor Killing below also sneered: "Tang Aotian, you are not underestimating us God of Heaven, you are underestimating our seventy-two pillars.

Do you think we will release you who have the power of fighting and approach us, God of Heaven?

We have calculated how much your soul power has been consumed. You are already exhausted now, so you should surrender obediently, hahaha!"

Without saying a word, Tang Aotian's soul gradually became transparent and became weaker and weaker, but his face was still very resolute. He gritted his teeth and tried to pull back the Shura knife in his hand, then shouted loudly and slashed at Yang Feng's head.

However, this time, the result was still the same as before. His blade was easily clamped by Yang Feng's two fingers.

Yang Feng looked at him with confusion: "I know I can't do it, I'm idiot!"

"I am the Shura God. Killing you the remnants of the gods is a duty!"

With a roar, Tang Aotian seemed to have used his last strength and his body began to tremble, but his pupils were still wide open without a trace of retreat.

"Yang Feng, if you are just an ancient god, I will kill you, but I will not fight to the death.

But since you are a different god, I will continue to kill you unless I die!"

With his eyes trembling, Yang Feng nodded clearly, let out a long breath, and then his fingers flashed with green light, and he suddenly handed forward with the Shura knife.

Sao! The cold blade instantly passed through Tang Aotian's soul. Tang Aotian's body shook, and a liberation smile gradually emerged on his face, muttering: "I am the Shura God, and death is also the Shura God, hahaha!"

With a chuckle, Tang Aotian's soul disappeared.

Yang Feng looked back and sighed helplessly.

Although Director Aotian is cunning, cunning, cruel and unkind, it has to be said that he is loyal and has a firm belief in his own moral principles.

Such people, regardless of their friends and enemies, are awe-inspiring! "Let's go, Director Tang!"

Wow! In the temple of Shura Taoist Lord, there were twelve everlasting lamps worshipped on both sides and left and right, and one was suddenly extinguished.

Kaba, who was resting in the main seat, opened his eyes suddenly, looked over in disbelief, and shouted: "Aotian, the lamp of immortality connected to Aotian's soul has gone out, is Aotian dead?

How could someone be...come!"

"Master Taoist, what's the matter?"

A Shura God hurriedly ran in and bowed to worship.

Kaba hurriedly asked, "Where is Director Aotian?"

"Master Qibing Kaba, Director Aotian led the three thousand Shura gods to earth."

"Which plane did you go down to and what did you do?"

"Go to plane No. 326 and said that he had discovered a wanted criminal, but it was actually..." "What is it?"

Kaba asked anxiously, and the Shura God immediately murmured in a low voice: "Actually, Director Aotian felt that the people below were not doing well, so he went to solve the kid himself."

Yang Feng! Crack! His fist suddenly tightened, and Kaba understood what was going on, but he was still a little suspicious.

With Tang Aotian's strength, even if he meets the great god of heaven, he will never lose his life in vain. What's more, he is carrying three thousand Shura Gods this time, how could he die in the world?

Could it be... Is it a trap for those people from the ancient gods?
Chapter completed!