Chapter 361 Yang Wan'er's Thanks

"Fulfill what promise?"

The two stood close to the wall, no more than half a foot apart. Yang Wan'er felt the scorching masculine breath on Luo Feng's body, her cheeks were slightly hot, the plumpness on her chest rose and fell rapidly, drawing a seductive curve, and her voice could not help weakening a bit. point.

Luo Feng looked at the slightly flustered Yang Wan'er and decided to treat this hateful girl, stretched out his hand to squeeze Yang Wan'er's chin, and the corners of his lips curled into a small smile: "Since you lost, should you let me alone? deal with?"

Yang Wan'er bit her red lips, and her cheeks were rarely flushed. She suddenly remembered something, looked up at Luo Feng, and a hint of slyness suddenly flashed in her bright eyes: "Who said I lost?"

hum!

As soon as the voice fell, a strong wave rushed out of Yang Wan'er's body, and the momentum rose to the sky, and the surging vitality formed a substantial impact and came out through the body.

boom!

Luo Feng only felt a huge force coming towards him, and the whole person was shocked to take a few steps back.

The red glow on Yang Wan'er's face has not faded, and she looked at Luo Feng with a pair of charming eyes, and said with a smile:

"I didn't promise that I must suppress Xiuwei and fight you. Now, do you want to continue?"

"You are also the daughter of the City Lord of Dayang City, and you are actually playing such a small trick." Luo Feng exhaled.

Yang Wan'er is a master of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and now she has returned to her peak state, which is not worth fighting at all.

"I'm just kidding, what's wrong?"

Yang Wan'er's rosy lips were slightly raised, her eyes fell on Luo Feng, and a faint surprise flashed in the depths of her bright pupils.

She is a Spirit Whirl Realm cultivation base. Logically, even if her cultivation base is suppressed to the mid-Nine Heavenly Court Realm, Luo Feng should not be her opponent.

But the fact is unexpected.

Looking at Yang Wan'er with a face that you can't help me, Luo Feng was a little speechless, thinking secretly in his heart: stinky girl, wait until I surpass you, and see how I deal with you!

"Giggle... You don't have to be disappointed, I have something good for you." Yang Wan'er looked at Luo Feng with a depressed face and smiled.

"What good stuff?"

Looking at Yang Wan'er's rapidly changing attitude,

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment.

Yang Wan'er rubbed the storage ring with her slender fingers as white as jade, and a book of fiery red secret books appeared in her hand.

When Luo Feng saw the secret book, he raised his brows and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a thank you for helping me teach that bad guy Liu Yuan." Yang Wan'er looked at the secret book in her hand, and remembered what Luo Feng said to Liu Yuan during the day, her cheeks were slightly hot.

"Thank you?"

Luo Feng remembered that Yang Wan'er did say such a thing during the day, but he didn't take it to heart.

After taking the secret book, a warm breath came from the palm of his hand, which shocked Luo Feng.

The cover of the secret book, with pure fire energy remaining, should be made of some kind of powerful monster fur.

The martial arts secret book that can cover the skin with monster fur is definitely not ordinary, at least it is a yellow-level martial arts.

"Bahuang Bayan Fist! What a domineering name!" Seeing the name of the martial arts on the cheat book, Luo Feng nodded, opened the cheat book, his eyes immediately solidified, and he inhaled slightly.

This turned out to be a volume of Xuan-level Chinese martial arts!

"How about it, are you still satisfied with my thank you gift?"

Yang Wan'er was very satisfied with Luo Feng's expression, smiled and said, "I think your boxing style is strong, but the power is weaker. This book is just right for you to practice."

The night wind swept through, and the dress on her body was swayed, which was heart-warming.

Luo Feng flicked his fingers over the gilded characters on the secret book. Yang Wan'er was right. This Eight Wilderness Tyrant Flame Fist was indeed very suitable for him.

only……

Luo Feng raised his head, looked at Yang Wan'er and said, "This thank you gift is too precious. You gave me this secret book, does the city master know?"

Yang Wan'er curled her rosy mouth and said indifferently, "I'm going to send you off, tell my father what to do?"

Luo Feng's face froze: "Could it be that you stole this secret book?"

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

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

"why?"

Yang Wan'er was obviously satisfied when she saw Luo Feng's fondness for the secret book. The sudden answer left her clueless.

Luo Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I pretended to be your fiancé, and I have already lied to City Lord Yang. City Lord Yang treats me well. If you still accept such an expensive gift, how will I face your father when the truth comes out."

"Then I don't care. I've already given you this secret book. You can cultivate it if you like, or throw it away if you don't like it." disappeared into the night.

"This girl is really messed up."

Luo Feng looked at the secret book in his hand and shook his head, "Forget it, let's take it and return it to City Lord Yang."

Not wanting to cause any misunderstanding, Luo Feng simply cleaned up the yard and was about to find Yang Dingtian when there was a knock on the door outside the yard.

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

Luo Feng looked back and saw that it was Yang Dingtian, so he hurried up to meet him.

Yang Dingtian 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 cough..."

Yang Dingtian coughed twice and said with a smile, "I thought Wan'er was here."

"She came here just now and left after a while." Luo Feng said bluntly.

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

Luo Feng was speechless, as if he was abducting Yang Wan'er.

"Father-in-law, do you have anything to do with her?"

Yang Dingtian nodded: "I'm looking for a book of martial arts secrets, but I can't find it. I want to ask her if she has it."

Luo Feng's heart moved, and he took out the secret book of Bahuang Ba Yanquan, "Father-in-law, do you think this is it?"

Yang Dingtian saw the secret book in Luo Feng's hand, and his eyes brightened: "Yes, it is the Eight Desolate Ba Yanquan. Hey, I kept this secret book in the secret room, why is it here with you?"

"Wan'er brought it just now, and I was just about to return it to my father-in-law."

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

An ambiguous smile appeared on Yang Dingtian's face, staring at Luo Feng, staring at him until the bottom of his heart froze.

Luo Feng felt a little embarrassed in his heart, scratched his head and said, "Father-in-law, it's not Wan'er's fault for this, it's me who asked to see it."

Yang Dingtian put the secret book back in Luo Feng's hands and said with a smile:

"Hehe, you don't need to explain. I planned to give this secret book to you, but Wan'er was one step faster than me."

"This……"

Luo Feng looked at the secret book in his hand and looked slightly startled. He was still thinking about how to explain the Bahuang Bayan Fist in his hands, but he didn't expect things to develop like this.

Yang Dingtian waved his hand and said, "You are full of vitality, and Tianbengquan has been unable to exert your strength. This Bahuang Bayanquan is the martial art I learned when I was young. It is suitable for your cultivation. You are my son-in-law of Yang Dingtian, and you will be a family in the future, so you can rest assured to accept this secret book."

Luo Feng's heart warmed, and he clasped his fists and said gratefully, "Thank you, Father-in-law!"

Although they didn't get along for a long time, Luo Feng felt very kind to Yang Dingtian, just like his father.

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

Luo Feng touched his nose, he already knew this.

"By the way, the sword technique you used during the day, but the thunder sword technique?" Yang Dingtian asked suddenly, as if remembering something.

"Yeah." Luo Feng nodded.

"How did you learn this swordsmanship? Thunderbolt swordsmanship is a martial art of the puppet door thousands of years ago, and it has been lost for a long time." Yang Dingtian was a little surprised to see Luo Feng admit it.

Luo Feng didn't hide it, and said bluntly, "I got this by accident in the secret realm of the Chiyan Desert. Father-in-law also knows about this thunder sword technique?"

Yang Dingtian nodded: "I have read a book about the puppet door, so I have some understanding. By the way, you will use the Thunder Sword Technique again. I see if there is anything I can point you to."

Luo Feng's heart moved, his Thunder Sword Technique had been stagnant for a long time, and he might be able to take this opportunity to break through.

If the Thunder Sword Technique can break through to the second level, his strength will definitely be greatly improved, and he will no longer be at a disadvantage when facing a master like Tang Qi.

Nodding his head, Luo Feng took out his anger knife and walked to the middle of the courtyard.

"Crazy thunder!"

With all his strength turning his vitality, the robes around Luo Feng immediately swelled up, and the angry sword turned into a blade shadow, slashing out continuously.

Crackling!

In the entire small courtyard, the light of the knife flickered like thunder and lightning, and thick knife marks appeared on the ground, swept around.

Yang Dingtian waved his hand, and a wall of Astral Qi flashing with flame appeared.

boom boom boom...

The dazzling sword light stood on the wall of Astral Qi, oscillating in circles of ripples, and then disappeared.

Yang Dingtian's eyes flashed slightly.

When looking at it from a distance, he already felt that Luo Feng's swordsmanship was unusually powerful. Now that his own hands were used to block it, he was shocked to find that the power of the sword light was even more powerful than he had imagined.

After a while, the yard was calm, Luo Feng put away his anger knife and stopped.

"Father-in-law, I have only reached the first level of the Thunder Sword Technique. I don't know why, but the progress of the later practice is getting slower and slower." Luo Feng turned back to see Yang Dingtian looking at him, scratched his head and said.

Yang Dingtian looked at all his thoughts, and asked casually, "How long have you practiced the Thunder Sword Technique?"

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

"Twenty days..."

Yang Dingtian nodded, suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Luo Feng, his face full of shock: "You said twenty days!"

"Maybe a few more days..."

Luo Feng touched his nose and said.

Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng and let out a long sigh: "No wonder Wan'er is so dismissive of those young heroes, they are nothing compared to you."

These words are from the heart of Yang Dingtian. It took him more than a month to cultivate Bahuang Ba Yanquan to the first level, and the martial arts of the puppet door are notoriously difficult to cultivate. Luo Feng took 20 days to cultivate the Thunder Sword Technique to the first place. Heavy, this talent can be said to be shocking!