What, enchantment? What is that thing? What's the use?

After a slight stagnation, Yang Feng didn't understand why, but soon he didn't care about so much. Seeing that the blue volume reached its peak again, in order not to waste a little bit of faith, Yang Feng had to continue to work hard to unlock the skill table behind.

Next, he has to face skills from level 31 to level 39.

To unlock the skills at this stage, you can use a 100,000 blue amount to be the base.

A level 31 skill costs 100,000 blue amount to unlock. Each time you use it, 10,000 blue amount is equivalent to the tenth-grade low-level magic in this world.

Level 39 skill, spending 900,000 blue amount to unlock. Each time you use, 90,000 blue amount is the peak magic of this world, and the twelve-grade high-level.

So, in this way, Yang Feng's blue volume consumption in the fourth stage reached a quite terrifying value. Basically, every time he unlocked a skill, the blue bar suddenly fell into a big gap.

Especially for the 39th level skill, it basically requires more than 90% of his entire blue volume. After all, his upper limit of blue volume is one million.

But even so, his blue amount was replenished very quickly, making him in a hurry to unlock it.

After all, the admiration and love that millions of people in the entire capital now have never been seen before. This belief value is naturally as huge as the sea, rushing towards him.

It can be said that the people in Shangjing are now his loyal believers. One call and one hundred responses is a completely different existence from those in other places.

But he was very busy here and unlocked his skills. The tutor and the people knelt down, but after a long time, General Yang did not react anyway, and they were all stunned.

At least, should you say something polite to make them get up at this time? Why didn’t you respond?

When they looked up, everyone shook and they were stunned.

At this moment, Yang Feng was like polio, his hands were lit in the void, not knowing what he was doing, and immediately made everyone present confused.

What's wrong with General Yang? What does this mean?

Yang Xiaoyi looked at the confused eyes of the crowd and couldn't help but cough, came to Yang Feng, touched him lightly, and murmured: Third brother, what are you doing? Everyone is waiting for you to speak, let them get up first."

Oh, second brother, don’t bother me, I’m busy. These powers of faith are really too sudden, too much, and my upper limit is insufficient, so I can’t store so much, so I’ll waste it if I don’t use it quickly.”

What power of faith, what upper limit, what are you talking about?"

Yang Xiaoyi looked at him inexplicably. Yang Feng didn't say anything, so Yang Xiaoyi stopped asking and sighed helplessly.

Oh, is the third brother sick again?

Then, Yang Xiaoyi looked at the suspicious faces of the Taifu and the others, couldn't help but smile and smoothly said: Well... this is General Yang's old problem. You just now were too enthusiastic about him, and he was too moved, and he was dancing with excitement. When he finished moving, he would recover."

Oh, so that's it. This is what General Yang values ​​us. Don't be impatient, just wait calmly.

Hearing his words, everyone nodded. Although they didn't know what Yang Feng's strange habit was, the strange man must have a strange temper, so they didn't care and continued to kneel respectfully and waited for Yang Feng to return to normal.

After a little while, Yang Feng gradually stopped, and the faith value finally stabilized at about 300,000. He couldn't help but breathe a long breath of turbid air and said happily: Finally, it's unprecedented to unlock so many skills in one go. It seems that it's not difficult to collect the power of faith, hahaha!"

Huh? Why are you still kneeling? Get up quickly!"

With a chuckle, Yang Feng glanced forward again and realized that the old tutor and the people were still kneeling down and unable to get up. He couldn't help but waved his hand with a humble look on his face, letting them get up, and personally helped the old tutor up.

The tutor moved his old legs, which were a little stiff, and couldn't help but laugh: General Yang, you have finally recovered..."

Ah? Recovery?"

Uh no, it’s…recovered!”

The corner of his mouth grinned, the Grand Tutor stared at him deeply, and then looked at the black soul officials who were kneeling in front of the city gate, saying solemnly: General Yang, I have a question and want to ask for advice. What are you going to do with these evildoers?"

Is that more than anything else? All are executed, and the justice of the law will be punished, and the harm will be eliminated for the people!"

good!"

Yang Feng's eyes froze and he shouted indifferently.

When the old tutor heard this, he immediately thrust his body, raised a thumb, and shouted: General Yang asked for the people to punish evil and eliminate evil, he is really a real man. I am not talented and just wrote a heroic poem at home. I hope I can recite it on the spot before General Yang's execution to demonstrate the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the general's merits. I hope to allow it."

Oh? I praised me? Of course it is accurate, please!"

When he was delighted, Yang Feng leaned over happily.

Oh, someone actually wrote an article to commend himself, and it was written by the Taifu of the current dynasty, which was equivalent to being written by a professor of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Listen.

I feel like a great man more and more, hehe.

Yang Feng was proud, and the old tutor nodded slightly, walked up straight, took out a long scroll from his arms, and shouted: The way of heaven is dazzling, the righteous spirit of the universe, now the great general of the demon subduing demons and the gods Yang Feng, surrendered to me to Kyoto City, kill demons and eliminate demons, support the country, save the people, and be chivalrous..."

The Grand Tutor was reciting passionately, with both voice and emotion. Yang Feng and the people were filled with joy and excitement at first.

However, his heroic poem is too long, more than hundreds of times longer than the song of Everlasting Sorrow.

Finally, I recited it for more than an hour, but I didn’t finish it.

Yang Feng's eyes were squinting and he was dozing off. The people were also staggering and yawning. Even the black soul officials who were about to be executed could not help but lower their heads and became drowsy.

There was no choice but to smile and go forward and interrupted: Well... that Grand Tutor, when will you finish chanting?"

Soon, two-thirds will be enough?"

Ah? You have written so much, are you sure it was done in one day?”

After his face twitched, Yang Feng saw that it was getting late, so he quickly pressed the Taifu's body, which was eager to try and continued to read aloud, and hurriedly said: Look, it's almost dawn, and the gates of hell are about to close. These mixed balls should not be thrown. Let's recite here first, and listen to it later if you have the chance. Come on, kill!"

Ah? No need to read it?"

I couldn't help but stagnate, and the old man was a little disappointed. This was written by him with all his efforts to cheer the people and commend the heroes. Is it really unnecessary to read it?

And the people all looked shocked and were overjoyed, and finally there was no need to listen to the old man's nagging.

puff!

The next moment, the knives and axe players on the execution ground waved their shaky ghost-headed swords together and chopped off all the black soul officials.

Suddenly, more than a thousand heads, under the reflection of the bright moon, rolled all over the ground. Blood surged like a fountain, dyeing the entire square.

Yang Feng's eyes were like an eagle and shouted: "Comeone came, hang the heads of these demon disciples in front of the city gate to show the public to serve as a warning. I want everyone to see that the capital city is covered by my demon-subduing general, Yang Feng. Who dares to bully the people here and provoke trouble, this is the end."

General Yang is the wise and wise!"

As soon as the words came, the people fell to the ground with gratitude and burst into tears.

bite!

The system sounds up again: Congratulations to the players, the people in Shangjing City are swearing in their support, a large amount of faith power is coming, and your faith limit is full again. Please deal with it in time and do not hinder the subsequent faith value from being recorded."

Ah? Why is it full again?

Oh, you are so enthusiastic that I can’t bear it anymore, tsk tsk!

Unable to help, Yang Feng started to unlock his skills again, and was in pain and happiness.
Chapter completed!