Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 2258

The first half of Yang Teng's words overjoyed everyone. They couldn't believe that the murderous devil would let them go.

Can't you hear me wrong? This devil is so talkative?

However, when Yang Teng said the last half sentence, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Don't go too far. Let's waste a heavy heaven cultivation. It's better to let us die!" a quasi emperor level friar jumped and shouted.

The cultivation environment of the dream world is relaxed, which is easier than the improvement of cultivation in the universe, but it does not mean that it is so simple to upgrade from the realm of the holy king to the realm of the quasi emperor.

In particular, as a quasi emperor, he forcibly abandoned a heavy heaven cultivation and fell into the realm of the holy king. This kind of punishment is too cruel.

Once the cultivation is forcibly abolished, the vast majority of people can't improve their cultivation all their life.

Such a blow is unacceptable to anyone.

Which friar doesn't want to have a higher level of cultivation. They risk their lives to come to the demon kingdom. For what, they don't have a higher pursuit and want to impact a higher level.

Even if there is no possibility to break through in cultivation, no one wants to fall into their cultivation realm.

This is a punishment that no one can accept.

For monks, the state of cultivation is the foundation of everything. Being weakened is more terrible than killing them.

"Brothers, this maniac wants to weaken our cultivation realm and fight with him!" the prospective emperor encouraged others to fight against Yang Teng.

"Poof!" the knife light swept up, and the void knife scratched against the quasi emperor's neck, and a cavity of hot blood flew into the air holding the quasi emperor's head.

"If you don't want to go out alive, you'd better die here!" Yang Teng took back the long knife and shook off the blood drops on the long knife.

"Who else! Who else wants to bury the bone sky demon domain, I will help you!" Yang Teng's awe inspiring eyes swept everyone.

Swept by his eyes, many people were too scared to look at Yang Teng and lowered their heads one after another.

"Brother Yang, why bother to kill them all." Zhang Wei stood up. "This is our fault. I hope brother Yang, you will spare us a lot."

"It's really not good. You can kill me and let others go. How about it." Zhang Wei also took responsibility and left the worst result to himself, hoping to exchange his own life for the safety of others.

"You? Do you think you deserve hundreds of them alone!" Yang Teng flatly rejected Zhang Wei's request.

If these people hadn't moved their mind to the dead wood goddess, Yang Teng wouldn't kill them all. It doesn't matter if they let them go. Anyway, these people can't pose a threat to them.

Muxifeng provoked an incident, and dozens of people attacked the dead tree goddess, which Yang Teng absolutely can't tolerate.

"Don't go too far. Do you really think that no one in the dream world can cure you! I tell you, I know a leader of the Lord's house very well. You're not afraid to offend the Lord's house and be punished by the Lord!" seeing that Zhang Wei couldn't talk, a monk jumped out of the crowd.

"Yes, he and a commander of the Lord's mansion are close friends. If you dare to treat us like this, the Lord will not let you go!" another friar echoed, hoping to use the powerful power of the Lord's mansion to oppress Yang Teng and bow his head.

Dead wood goddess almost laughed and suppressed Yang Teng with Yang Teng's world Master's house? That's ridiculous!

Yang Teng suddenly became interested. "Tell me, which chief of the Lord's residence is a friend of life and death with you. If I kill you, I will offend the Lord. Will he stand up for you?"

If it was his confidant commander, Yang Teng might consider saving face for the commander.

With the stabilization of the situation in all aspects of the dream world and the rapid development of the power of the Lord's house, more and more bodyguards are responsible for all aspects. Yang Teng promoted a large number of talented leaders to manage the growing bodyguard.

These generals come from different backgrounds, so it's normal to have anything to do with external monks. Yang Teng doesn't object to this relationship.

Friars also need various relationships to maintain. As long as they do not use this relationship to destroy the situation of the dream world and do not harm the Lord's house, Yang Teng will never ask more questions.

"It scares you to death. Matang, the commander of the fifth guard of the 12th guard, is my life and death brother. If you dare to move my finger, Matang will lead the fifth guard to kill you!" the friar said with his chest as if he were the commander of the fifth guard of the 12th guard.

In order to facilitate the management function, Yang Teng divided the guard team into twelve guards, and each guard has its own full-time.

This fifth guard is the main guard in foreign operations.

The guards in charge of foreign operations are very strong and occupy a high position among the twelve guards.

"Do you know Matang?" Yang Teng looked at the friar with strange eyes.

Matang is a rare general under his command. He is a rare talent with clear organization and brave fighting.

"Well, be afraid!" the friar was more proud. "I tell you, Matang and I practiced together since childhood. Later, the fantasy world was invaded by empty predators and major changes occurred. He joined the guard team of Lord Yang's house."

"The horse hall is highly valued by Lord Yang. It is said that he will be in charge of the twelve guards and become the commander of the twelve guards. At that time, anyone in the dream world dares not to give horse hall face. You dare to offend me. You can do it yourself!" the friar was a little complacent and began to talk nonsense.

At least in the view of the dead tree goddess, she has never heard of it. Yang Teng intends to hand over the twelve guards to Matang.

The twelve guards are responsible for too many things, which is related to the stability of the world Master's house and even the dream world. The importance of this great commander in charge of the twelve guards is self-evident.

Yang Teng should consider not only the talent of the great commander, but also the loyalty of the great commander.

To ensure absolute loyalty, we should also be superior in talent, so that we can become the commander of the twelve guards.

Yang Teng himself has not decided on the candidate for the commander, and is still under investigation.

From the monk's mouth, Yang Teng felt so strange when he heard that Matang was about to become the commander of the twelve guards.

Something's wrong!

Although the twelve guards are not a secret, all the monks in the dream world know that the main force of the Lord's house is the twelve guards.

However, from the day when the twelve guards were established, Yang Teng never made it clear whether to set up a commander in charge of the twelve guards.

Now such news has come from the outside world, and it comes from an insignificant little man.

I'm afraid there are other hidden secrets.

Thinking of this, Yang Teng narrowed his eyes and smiled and said to the friar, "you really have a way. You even know the secrets inside the Lord's house. It seems that your relationship with Ma Tongling is really different."

The friar didn't know that the man standing in front of him was Yang Teng, let alone that Yang Teng was setting his words.

I thought Yang Teng was afraid. The more Yang Teng was like this, the friar became more energetic.

"You're right. Of course, I don't have to say anything about my relationship with Matang! When he becomes the commander of the twelve guards, he will bring me into the twelve guards of the Lord's house and give me a commander Dangdang."

"At that time, our brothers will join hands. Who else in the Lord's house dares to refuse!"

At this time, not to mention Yang Teng, the dead wood goddess was very angry. What's the matter with the horse hall? It's nothing to contact the monks outside. How can such rumors come out!

Let this waste enter the twelve guards of the Lord's residence and give him a commander Dangdang. Don't you want to live in Matang!

What place does he think the twelve guards of the Lord's house are and everything deserves to enter the twelve guards!

Yang Teng's narrowed eyes flashed a cold light.

It seems that after five hundred years of isolation, many people have ignored his existence and forgotten that he is the master of the dream world and the person with all decision-making power.

It's starting to be a little trick.

You can't wronged Matang. What if it's this waste talking nonsense.

Yang Teng shook his head and said, "it's impossible. I don't believe you. No matter how high the status of the horse hall is, it's impossible to get you as a waste to be the leader of the twelve guards. He is a leader and has no such right. It's also impossible to violate the rules of the Lord's house for a waste like you."

The friar couldn't hear it. It was Yang Teng's tentative words. He proudly showed off: "you don't understand it. Matang is not a little person like you. He has a lofty heart and is destined to do great things."

"However, any big man needs some help around him. Our old friends in those years are the best helpers of the horse hall. I might as well tell you that some of us have entered the twelve guards and achieved a certain position. If we hadn't come to Tianmo domain this time, I would have gone to the twelve guards."

The friar was already complacent, pointed to Yang Teng and said, "if the horse hall knew that I was so difficult for you, would the horse hall let you go? You dare to fight against the twelve guards and the Lord's house!"

Yang Teng's face was very ugly. Even if the monk exaggerated the facts, he was not groundless.

Matang must have done some shady tricks behind his back and planted his own people in the twelve guards.

This is absolutely not allowed by Yang Teng. There can only be one voice in his forces, that is, he is absolutely loyal to him. No force of anyone can penetrate into his forces.

Ma Tang's daring to do so has crossed Yang Teng's bottom line. This is death!

Yang Teng doesn't want to meddle in these mundane affairs, so he has to stabilize his power.

He absolutely does not allow the existence of ambivalent careerists in his power.

"Good! Good. You have a good way to suppress me with the Lord's house and the twelve guards!" Yang Teng smiled angrily.

"You know, I'm afraid. Now it's too late to regret. Apologize to me immediately and let me beat you up. Maybe I can let you go when I'm happy." the monk didn't know when he was dying.

"Pa!" a loud slap slapped the monk in the face.

The monk's face was confused. He really couldn't figure out why Zhang Wei hit him for the sake of the whole team.

Everyone in the team is also confused. What's the madness of Zhang Wei?

Who is Zhang Wei with?

Yang Teng was surprised that Zhang Wei was not simple.