Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1002

Yang Teng immediately felt a strong sense of restraint when his arm was wrapped around Shaozhu's arm.

Across the Tianqiu golden armor, the arms can feel that the aura is not smooth, and the bones and flesh feel entangled.

What kind of skill is this! Yang Teng was shocked.

What shocked him even more was that the little Lord's arm seemed to be able to extend infinitely and wrap around his body along his arm.

In an instant, Yang Teng's body was just bound by a big net, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

A strong sense of suffocation surged into my heart, and my breathing suddenly became rapid, and then began to be not smooth. There were problems in the operation of Reiki in my body, which could not run smoothly in the meridians.

No! Yang Teng realized that he had made a mistake and should not underestimate the little Lord. He thought that he had solved the two killing moves of the little Lord, so he restrained the little Lord.

In fact, it is not. There is a third way to kill the little Lord, which can even be called the little Lord's mace.

Being tightly bound by the big net transformed by the little master's arm, Yang Teng flashed the scene of boa constrictor predation in his mind. He didn't have much skills. He just wrapped his opponent's body tightly until he wrapped his opponent to death.

Seeing that the situation was bad, Xiaobai drank fiercely: "loosen the young master quickly, or don't blame me!"

Xiaobai was polite. Instead of directly shooting, he first reminded the little Lord to loosen Yang Teng.

"No! I... Can defeat it!" Yang Teng said this sentence with a breath in his mouth and clenched his teeth.

He must not just admit defeat. Every crisis needs external force. This is not what Yang Teng wants. I don't know how many powerful opponents he will encounter in the future. How can a small sea snake ask for help again!

The young master laughed wildly: "hahaha! Arrogant and ignorant Dongzhou boy, now ask me for mercy. Maybe I will consider sparing you from death."

"Don't... think!" Yang Teng said with great effort, "don't want me... To give in to a rotten snake!"

Today, if we bow our heads to this young Lord and admit defeat, it will become a thorn in Yang Teng's heart forever, which will shake his heart of Tao and lead to no hope of pursuing emperor and road in this life.

"I don't see. You Dongzhou boy is very backbone! I want to see when you can hold on!" the young master strengthened his strength again.

Yang Teng is running all his strength to fight, trying to break the bondage of the little Lord.

However, he found that the harder he tried, the more he could bear.

No, we must find a way to break free, or we will be entangled by the young Lord!

How can we restrain it?

Yang Teng flashed countless ideas in his mind, but they were all denied by him. At present, he can only attack the weakness of Shaozhu.

So, what is the weakness of the little Lord?

If you can't find its weakness, you force a weakness.

Yang Teng immediately found a way.

The divine sense moved, and the Tianqiu gold armor worn on the body was returned to the ring of the ice emperor.

With a flash of golden light, the young master found that the set of gold armor on Yang Teng had disappeared, and was overjoyed.

Before it opened its mouth and ejected the poisonous water arrow, Yang Teng had begun to fight back. His arm tightly bound by the little Lord twisted violently, and his palm turned over and pasted it on the little Lord's arm.

A powerful aura was suddenly input into the slender arm of the little Lord.

"Ah!" the little Lord screamed, and his arm retracted rapidly.

Reiki and dead Qi are mutually reinforcing. Shaozhu is a strange beast in beizhou. What he usually practices and absorbs is dead Qi. This Reiki enters the body and its impact on it can be imagined.

Although it retracted its arm very quickly, it still failed to prevent Reiki from entering the meridians in the body.

Yang Teng's arms and body were entangled by the little Lord.

One of the little Lord's carelessness forgot that Yang Teng was a friar in Dongzhou. Of course, the main reason is that the little Lord was not prepared. Yang Teng could put away the golden armor under such circumstances.

Reiki ran rampant in Shaozhu's meridians, which brought him unimaginable pain. If there were thousands of steel needles in the meridians.

Yang Teng won a move and never missed such an opportunity.

The divine sense moved, and the Tianhuang Dao appeared in his hand again.

The cold breath came, and the young master was shocked to find a long knife on his neck.

"Don't move, don't imagine you can avoid this knife!" Yang Teng looked at the young Lord with a smile.

Can the little Lord not move? The Reiki in his body is violently fighting against the dead Qi. The pain is unbearable and his body wriggles back and forth.

After twisting a few times, the little Lord showed himself, and a colorful sea snake appeared in front of Yang Teng.

"Sure enough, it's a rotten snake!" Yang Teng shook his wrist. "Believe it or not, I stripped your snake skin!"

At this time, the mermaid princess standing behind to watch the war could no longer cheer the little Lord. The dead fish stared at him. He couldn't believe that the little Lord would be defeated, and he lost to the friar of Dongzhou when he occupied an absolute advantage!

The cold breath of the Tianhuang Dao made the little Lord who showed himself sober. He realized that if he struggled again, he might be mistaken by the friar of Dongzhou for challenging him. If he killed himself, it would be bad.

"Don't kill me!" cried the young master, "let me go quickly, or my father won't let you go!"

Yang Teng sneered: "your father is just an old snake. What's the big deal!"

When the voice fell to the ground, I heard a sneer from behind: "what a arrogant little friar of Dongzhou! He didn't pay attention to the king. I want to see what you can do, you brave Dongzhou boy!"

A fishy wind blows from behind, and Yang Teng is an exciting spirit.

Hold down the Tianhuang knife in your hand.

"Poof!" a blood groove appeared at the colorful seven inch position of the young master, which made him grin with pain.

"I said, Dad, don't you hurt me! You only have my own son. If I am killed by this friar of Dongzhou, you will be the queen." the young Lord shouted.

"Let go of my son! The king can consider giving you a whole corpse." a gloomy voice came from behind Yang Teng.

Yang Teng felt that his breath was becoming stronger and stronger. The pressure he endured made him a little unbearable.

"Dare to suppress me with coercion! It seems that you really don't care about the life of this little rotten snake. Well, I'll let you achieve your wish!" the Tianhuang knife in your hand works again.

Shaozhu's seven inch wound is a little deeper.

"Don't kill me!" the young Lord's cry tore his heart and lungs. After hearing it, people couldn't help crying.

"Let my son go!" the gloomy voice came again.

Yang Teng laughed: "do you think I dare not kill it, then just try!"

Arm strength, Tianhuang Dao increased in the wound of the little Lord.

"Dad! You can't push me to die faster!" the young Lord roared.

He couldn't figure out what his father wanted to do. He wanted to fight the Dongzhou boy. Wait until he was rescued. Isn't this forcing him to die.

Yang Teng can't just kill the little Lord. At least he can't do it now.

This is a battle of patience. It depends on who can't hold on.

At this time, Yang Teng was under great pressure, so that he could not stand straight, and the Tianhuang knife in his hand fell a little.

He wants to force the other party to give in before the other party kills him.

The first thing I can't bear is the little Lord's father.

"You're cruel!" a gloomy voice came into Yang Teng's ears. "I swear I'll kill you!"

With the sound coming into his ears, the pressure on Yang Teng suddenly disappeared.

"Hoo!" Yang Teng gasped violently. The old guy was so strong that he almost gave in. Fortunately, he insisted to the end.

The Tianhuang sword was seven inches away from the little Lord. Yang Teng slowly turned and looked.

I saw two sea friars standing not far behind me. One of them was very similar to the little Lord under the Tianhuang sword. Judging from his figure and behavior, he should be the father of the little Lord.

Another Friar's face was full of scales, which was similar to the face of mermaid princess.

While Yang Teng observed the two sea friars, the two people opposite were also looking at Yang Teng.

"Are you the friar of Dongzhou who occupied the trench?" the young master's father asked fiercely.

Yang Teng smiled: "you mean that little ditch? I'm not interested in a smelly ditch. It's just that some unkind things bully me and hijack my brother. It's just a little revenge."

"Your brother has been kidnapped. Don't worry about us!" the sea friar with scales on his face shouted angrily: "you destroyed our family's living home and brutally killed many of my people. This account should be settled!"

"Exactly! I came here to settle this account. Now that you put it forward, let's settle it!" Yang Teng didn't care at all and glared at each other.

"Let things go between you for a while. My son didn't provoke you. You ran to Wangyue Island, hurt my people one after another and hurt my son again and again. How should this account be settled?" the young master's father scolded and asked.

Yang Teng Leng snorted, "what's your reason? Let's not say that you covered up the murderer who kidnapped my brother. I came to visit you and want to solve this matter through negotiation.

As a result, a bastard refused to tell me and ordered someone to catch me. As a result, he was hurt by me.

Besides, your son is totally unreasonable. I can't help but resist. "

"Reason with you Dongzhou boy? Can it make sense! Let go of my son, or I'll fight!" the young master's father said in a deep voice.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Teng shouted to stop each other. "Find out your identity first."

Pointing to the young master's father, Yang Teng asked, "are you the owner of Wangyue island?"

The other party nodded and said, "it's the king!"

"Are you the chief of the clan living in the trench? It's the mermaid princess, isn't it?" Yang Teng asked again. This time he pointed to the sea friar with scales on his face.

"Not bad! I'm the patriarch of the trench. You kill my people. We're not finished with this account!"

"That's right. Since everyone is here, you might as well speak more." Yang Teng stepped on the little Lord, "if you want me to let him go, let my brother go quickly!"