Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 290

After leaving the sunset valley, the team marched eastward. The speed of the team was not slow or urgent. Yang Teng sat in a cart, leisurely crossed his legs, held a grass stick in his mouth, held his head in both hands and looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

Five hundred miles away from Sunset Valley, we are about to enter a plain. The endless plain is not covered too much. Looking at it, we can see the shadow of people tens of miles away.

"Yang Shao, according to the agreement, let's continue to move forward one or two hundred miles, and the task of this trip will be over." the foot leader in charge of leading the team warned.

Yang Teng spent a bottle of top-grade julingdan. He not only hired ten carts, but also handed over the safety guarantee of the team to the footman.

After listening to the leader's words, Yang Teng smiled: "you can rest assured that I am not a person who has broken my promise. Go a hundred miles further. No matter what happens, you can leave the team. I won't give you one less pill."

If it weren't for the great temptation of the best gathering elixir, no one in sunset valley would like to take Yang Teng's job.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at Yang Teng, waiting for him to leave Sunset Valley and intercept him on the way.

This is a well-known thing in sunset valley. Since the moment Yang Teng decided to leave Sunset Valley, many people calculated on him and closely monitored every move of sunset Pavilion.

The death of the six strong men in the tendon changing period can't stop the crazy friars.

Many people's idea is very simple. Like the Yang brothers, they follow far behind and make sure there is no danger.

The team members carefully calculated the distance. A hundred miles soon passed 70 or 80 miles.

"Yang Shao, something's wrong. I feel someone is staring at us." the team leader said in a low voice.

Yang Teng also noticed that the atmosphere around him was a little tense and depressed. It seemed that someone was staring at them from a distance.

"It doesn't matter. Slow down a little and move forward for another 20 or 30 miles, and your task will be completed." Yang Teng still looked calm, as if the tension around him had nothing to do with him.

In fact, everyone in the team knows that all the tension and depression are directed at him.

In twenty or thirty years, they ran rapidly and arrived in the blink of an eye. Now, every friar in the team feels great pressure. Such a short distance is more difficult than all the roads they have traveled in their life.

As they approached the end of the journey step by step, the monks became more nervous. They were under great pressure every step forward, and even some people's cold sweat had wet their clothes.

"Yang Shao, we'll go a hundred miles into the plain soon." the team leader reminded Yang Teng again.

Yang Teng stood up lazily, stretched himself, looked around casually, pointed to a huge stone in front of him and said, "OK, this place is very good. You can camp here and continue on your way tomorrow after a night's rest. You can settle down a cart and don't be idle. Go hunting around and get some strange animals to have a fast."

Hearing Yang Teng's words, the team leader's nervous look immediately relaxed and threw a fist at Yang Teng, "Yang Shao, we're going hunting. Yang shaoduo, take care!"

Yang Teng waved his hand, "go."

The leader ordered the people to settle the cart, and then led the people to rush to the depths of the plain.

Yang Teng looked around lazily, and then lay down in a cart and slept.

Dozens of miles away, the two men watched the movement as they moved forward.

"Brother five, look what Yang Teng is doing. Those people in the team seem to have escaped!"

Yang Zhipeng watched carefully. As expected, as the ninth brother said, the monks escorting the convoy hurried to the distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Yang Teng didn't give them enough elixir, or for some other reason, why did these people run away." Yang Zhiming said puzzled.

"No, we should be aware that the strong men who followed in the dark and those who escorted the convoy fled for their lives." Yang Zhipeng observed for a moment and said.

He found that not only the two brothers but also some more powerful monks were secretly following Yang Teng and his party.

"These guys are too impatient. They're busy starting hundreds of miles away from Sunset Valley, so they're not afraid of causing more trouble?" Yang Zhiming hummed.

According to their plan, pay attention to observation for a period of time and make sure that Yang Teng won't start until there is no strong one to protect him secretly.

And these anxious friars, just came here, couldn't wait to start. They didn't even hide their whereabouts. Aren't they afraid of the Revenge of the strong behind Yang Teng.

"I don't think so. These people all have their own information channels. Maybe they get some news and start first. Let's go quickly, otherwise there will be no chance." Yang Zhipeng suddenly realized that he dared to disclose his whereabouts so blatantly, which shows that these people have mastered some secrets of Yang Teng.

"What are you waiting for? Let's hurry over." Yang Zhiming was worried. He was not only worried about the treasures on Yang Teng's car, but also taught Yang Teng a lesson face to face.

Yang Teng lay quietly on a cart, Xuanfeng knife was at hand, looked up at the blue sky, and all his divine consciousness was released to explore the surrounding movement.

"OK! I don't even want to hide my whereabouts. I really think I'm a bully!" Yang Teng snorted coldly, grabbed Xuanfeng knife and jumped down from the cart.

At this time, a group of people were surrounded from the East, West, North and south.

Yang Teng looked at these people coldly, and the Xuanfeng knife in his hand was across his chest.

"Yang Teng, child! How dare you frame me? I'm not finished with you today!" a roar came from the north. Under the leadership of a friar, more than a dozen friars rushed to me.

Yang Teng fixed his eyes and couldn't help laughing, "who should I be? It's you."

The strong man surrounded in the North was the No. 2 guest who vomited blood at the auction.

Later, Yang Teng learned that the guest's name was fan Hai, a famous businessman of the cloud Empire, and had a pivotal position in the Empire.

If there is no Yang brothers to participate in the auction, he is absolutely qualified to sit in the No. 1 position.

Fan Hai quickly came to Yang Teng with his men. "Yang Teng! You're running! You're planning to frame me and want to leave! I said I'd never let you go. Today is your death date!"

Yang Teng looked at fan Hai innocently, "what are you saying? When did I frame you? At that time, at the auction, you offered 10000 bottles of julingdan for auction, but finally refused to cash it. It was my fault that I gave julingdan to help you keep your old face."

"Yellow mouth child! Who are you when I am an old man! Just your little tricks, can't you understand it! You don't hesitate to use all kinds of means to fight against your competitors. I think you have any means now!" fan Hai was angry. He walked all over the cloud Empire and was respected wherever he went, but he stumbled in sunset valley because of a miraculous medicine, Let his old face hang.

It's hard to vent your resentment without killing Yang Teng.

At this time, the other three sides were surrounded.

Yang Teng looked at it and suddenly laughed: "ha ha! Unexpectedly, the Sunset Tower sent someone to come. Do you think I'm tired on my journey and sent someone to bring me some delicious food!"

The monks in the South changed their faces at the same time. Their faces were covered with black scarves. Their identity could not be judged from their appearance. Why could Yang Teng point out their identity at once!

"I'm confused, don't you think no one can recognize your true face when you're masked? Unfortunately, you forget what the sunset building is for!" Yang Teng shouted sharply, pointing to the masked monks: "The sunset building serves people from top to bottom. No matter when it comes, it can't help being low. Even if I'm masked and chasing me, I still can't get rid of the lowly psychology of the waiter."

The lowly psychology of the waiter? What's going on?

A dozen masked monks looked at each other, and it was difficult to hide the surprised look in each other's eyes.

Yang Teng smiled to himself. He just said a few words and tried to find out the details of these masked people. These guys are really not suitable for this kind of thing. It's better to go back to stir fry and serve the guests.

"The friends in the East and West are a little green eyed. Why don't you give me your name and let me know who died." Yang Teng's contemptuous eyes made everyone feel bad.

Dozens of people surrounded him in four directions. From Yang Teng's expression, it seemed that he surrounded the people in the middle and could kill them at any time.

"Young generation, you are so arrogant when you are dying. I think you are a person. If you grow up for a few years, you will become a strong man. Unfortunately, you don't have this opportunity." an old man in the East looked at Yang Teng coldly.

"If you leave all the treasures, you can consider leaving a whole corpse for you." a strong man in the West friar danced a knife flower in his long knife. "If not, don't blame my long knife for being unkind!"

Yang Teng laughed: "why, you are not afraid of the super power behind me, so you are not afraid of being killed in the future!"

As we all know, Yang Teng never gives any life to deal with the enemy. As long as he determines the state of hostility, the only end is to destroy the door.

There has never been any bullshit that leaves a line of work to meet in the future, leaving a glimmer of vitality for the enemy, waiting for a hundred times crazy revenge in the future!

Yang Teng's calmness made some people afraid. They couldn't help looking behind them to make sure that there was no one behind them.

"Ha ha! Yang Teng, you don't have to play tricks. Since you left Sunset Valley, your every move has been monitored by us. There is also news from Sunset Valley. There is no super power you said. The wind and grass of sunset Pavilion can't hide from our eyes, so you're dead!"

It was a monk in the South who covered his face. Yang Teng pointed out his identity in the sunset building. His words seemed more credible.

"Really, are you so sure you can leave me today?" Yang Teng smiled strangely: "if my people are not in the sunset Pavilion at all."

The people acted fearlessly, but they were still uneasy. According to their exploration, Yang Teng created miracles many times, but did not mobilize the power of the sunset Pavilion, and the sunset Pavilion could not have such power.

Aren't the people behind him in the sunset valley?

Some people speculate that Yang Teng is so calm that he will set a trap here in advance and wait for them to be fooled!