Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1

Fenglei Town, backed by the Fenglei mountains, is one of the four important towns of the cloud empire.

Father Yang Wudi, the leader of the Yang family, came to Fenglei town on this day 50 years ago. Since the Yang family replaced another family in the top four families, the Yang family has designated July 15 as the family celebration day.

The Yang family began to prepare for the family day ten days ago. The whole Yang family was happy and peaceful.

Different from the festive atmosphere of the whole family, a side yard looked dead and shrouded in sadness.

In the main room of the side yard, on the bed lay a teenager, aged 15 or 16.

The boy's body was stiff, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he could hardly detect his breath.

In such a big room, only a maid of the same age as the teenager guarded it.

With a sad face, the maid firmly grasped the boy's hand and affectionately called out, "young master, you must hold on. You can't just leave Xiaoyu."

The boy's cold palm frightened the maid. She was afraid that young master Yang Teng would die like this.

Since the moment when she was saved by the young master three years ago, Yan Xiaoyu vowed to serve the young master forever in her life. She didn't hesitate her life for the young master Yang Teng.

Xiaoyu's voice seemed to move God. She suddenly felt that the young master's fingers seemed to move.

"Young master! Young master!" Yan Xiaoyu was not sure, and her voice trembled.

At this time, Yang Teng's cold body suddenly changed and the temperature rose sharply. Yan Xiaoyu immediately felt that the young master's palm became hot.

"Young master, don't scare me. What's the matter with you!" Yan Xiaoyu was frightened. Just for a moment, the body temperature of young master Yang Teng was far higher than that of normal people. If it goes on like this, it will certainly cause serious damage to the young master's body.

Yan Xiaoyu quickly found a towel to dip in water and wanted to help the young master lower his temperature by wiping his body.

When Yan Xiaoyu turned around looking for a towel, suddenly a subtle and almost invisible golden light fell from the sky and fell on Yang Teng through the roof. Yan Xiaoyu didn't see the golden light.

"Hoo!" Yang Teng, who had been lying all day and night, suddenly sat up and opened his eyes.

"Young master! You're awake!" Yan Xiaoyu wept with joy. She didn't notice the towel falling on the ground.

"Where is this? Why am I here!" Yang Teng blurted out a question when he looked around and the indoor scene was strange but familiar.

"Young master, this is your home." an idea flashed through Yan Xiaoyu's mind. The young master was so badly hurt that his head wouldn't be broken!

My house? Xiaoyu!

With a bang in his head, Yang Teng instantly remembered everything!

Isn't everything in front of you the scene of your youth life! The girl in front of me is Yan Xiaoyu!

Why am I still here?

Yang Teng was puzzled. He was surrounded and killed by a group of people in black. At the last moment, he was shot through the heart by a strong man wearing a mask.

Didn't I die? Why are you back in your teens?

There was chaos in his mind. Two different kinds of information came at the same time, which made Yang Teng have a headache.

The sound of festive firecrackers outside pulled Yang Teng back to reality from the chaos and casually asked, "what day is today and why it's so busy outside."

"Today is the family's 50th anniversary, young master. Have you forgotten?" Yan Xiaoyu stared at Yang Teng nervously. Young master, don't be beaten in the head.

At the same time, Yan Xiaoyu secretly vowed that if the young master was beaten and turned into a fool, she would serve the young master all her life.

"Fifty years of celebration!" Yang tengru was struck by lightning and was completely dull.

Combined with two different kinds of information in his mind, Yang Teng can be sure that he is reborn!

He is still Yang Teng, but he is no longer the awesome Yang Teng standing on the top of the strong after a thousand years, but returns to the age of 16 a thousand years ago!

The information in his mind shows that now he gambled with Zhao Yitai, the eldest young master of the Zhao family, in the Colosseum yesterday.

After losing, he fought with Zhao Yitai outside the Colosseum. As a result, he was seriously injured by Zhao Yitai's bodyguard Zhao Qiang. If his bodyguard ah San didn't sacrifice his life to save the Lord, he would surely die under Zhao Qiang's fist.

He passed out at the gate of the Colosseum. It was Xi Shuimei, the owner of the Colosseum, who sent him back to Yang's house. He had been in a coma since yesterday.

"Hahaha! I am reborn and resurrected! No one wants me to die!" Yang Teng laughed up.

Yan Xiaoyu didn't dare to approach Yang Teng. She didn't understand why the young master laughed so wildly when he woke up and said something she didn't understand at all, but Yan Xiaoyu saw a strong self-confidence in Yang Teng.

The young master at the moment, just like the moment he saved her three years ago, exudes endless self-confidence that no one can resist!

This confidence, banquet Xiaoyu has only seen three days on the young master.

On the night after Yang Teng saved her three days later, he was shocked by a man in black. Since then, the peerless genius of the Yang family has disappeared and replaced by Yang Teng whose cultivation has fallen year by year. Now there is only Yang Teng who focuses on the cultivation of heaven.

Since then, Yang Teng began to stop practicing. All day long, he went to the Colosseum to fight animals in addition to drinking.

Yan Xiaoyu thought the young master would sink forever, but unexpectedly, she saw that light on the young master today.

Yang Teng jumped up from the bed, moved his body immediately after landing, and carefully realized the current situation of his body.

But he shook his head. His body was too poor. He concentrated on the cultivation of heaven, and the lowest cultivation in tianwu mainland. He was barely a monk.

Yang Teng, the wild God who once stood on the top of the strong and was the king of the empty period, and admired by countless people, has now returned to the starting point of cultivation and no longer has the powerful cultivation of turning mountains and seas.

However, Yang Teng did not feel lost. He fell from the top of the king. Without strong cultivation, he had more.

All the lessons learned in the last millennium are branded in the knowledge of the sea, and all kinds of skills and combat skills are familiar to the heart.

Now at the age of 16, Yang Teng's body is thousands of years later. He has thousands of years of knowledge and experience, but he doesn't have thousands of years of cultivation.

Yang Teng smiled and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly.

Have a thousand years of experience, know the changes of the world in the next millennium, and understand every major event.

At this moment, he has the world for the next thousand years!

What is beneficial to him can be developed to the greatest extent.

Those harmful to him can be directly killed in the bud!

Since he was reborn, he would never be surrounded and killed again.

At this moment, the future is under control!

On impulse, Yang Teng even wanted to roar up to the sky.

"Young master, someone is coming!" Yan Xiaoyu looked nervous. There was a messy sound of footsteps outside, which didn't look like the second master.

Yang Teng listened attentively and recognized that several people had pushed open the door and entered his small yard.

Now the body is still too poor. The visitor didn't hide his whereabouts, but he found the visitor only under the reminder of Yan Xiaoyu.

Yang Teng shook his head helplessly. Although he repaired his heart pulse, his cultivation still focused on the sky. Even Yan Xiaoyu was one day higher than him.

Next, we should redouble our efforts to improve cultivation as soon as possible.

Thousands of years of experience made him have numerous advanced skills and combat skills, which are branded in his divine consciousness. He took time to choose the most suitable cultivation skill for him. Yang Teng believes that his cultivation will make rapid progress soon.

At present, there is no time to think about this. The visitor has entered the small yard and came to the middle of the yard.

Before Yang Teng told Yan Xiaoyu to open the door to see who it was, he heard a strange voice outside: "it's really quiet inside. The third waste won't have died."

Yang Jun!

Yang Teng immediately recognized that the owner of the voice was Yang Jun, the son of his great uncle Yang ningchen, and the family ranking was his second brother.

Then a gloomy voice said, "today, whether Yang Teng is dead or alive, the family should take back the courtyard. A waste is not qualified to occupy the courtyard owned by the core children of the family! Housekeeper, go in and see if Yang Teng is dead. Take back the yard by the way!"

Yang Jing!

Yang Teng heard that the second speaker was Yang Jing, the son of third uncle Yang Ningbao!

Yang Jing and Yang Teng have never dealt with each other, whether it was the genius Yang Teng three years ago or the waste Yang Teng who was shocked to break his heart pulse, which is well known to the Yang family.

Yang Teng's eyes were cold, and his body suddenly exuded a murderous opportunity.

Yesterday, he was seriously injured by Zhao Qiang, and his life and death are unknown. Today, Yang Jing can't wait to bring someone to take back the yard where only the core children of the family are eligible to stay. Yang Jing's heart is not cruel!

Now that you're here, don't want to go out!

Thinking of this, Yang Teng told Yan Xiaoyu, "go and open the door!"

Yan Xiaoyu hesitated to open the door. The Yang family knew that the second young master Yang Jing had already looked at the third young master Yang Teng. It must be bad for the second young master to bring people here today.

The young master was seriously injured and just woke up. You must not be hurt again!

Seeing the hesitation of Yan Xiaoyu, Yang Teng smiled, "Xiaoyu, you can rest assured. With those wastes, you can't hurt me."

Yan Xiaoyu doesn't know where the young master's confidence comes from. Several people outside just stand up and have a higher cultivation than her. The young master's cultivation is one day lower than her. What can I do.

Where does Xiao Yu know that Yang Teng is so confident that he has this confidence!

This confidence comes from a major surprise after Yang Teng's physical activity.

Just now, while moving the body, I made a comprehensive examination of my divine consciousness.

Yang Teng found a drop of golden liquid flowing slowly in his heart, and the golden light wrapped his heart.

With this drop of golden liquid, Yang Teng is not afraid of anyone at all, because it is a blood of emperor and blood of the great blood.

Suddenly, Yang Teng wondered why he could be resurrected.

It's the magical power of this drop of imperial blood.

In that life, Yang Teng got the adventure, got this drop of imperial blood and integrated into his heart.

When the masked man shot through Yang Teng's heart with a long arrow, the emperor's blood burst out with great power. With Yang Teng's divine consciousness, he separated time and space and fell into Yang Teng's body at the age of 16, helping the divine consciousness integrate perfectly into his body and repairing Yang Teng's damaged heart pulse at the same time.

No one knows the magic of this drop of imperial blood better than Yang Teng.

This drop of imperial blood can ensure his immortality.

As long as the emperor's blood is not forcibly taken away by others, Yang Teng's life will not end and the damage he has suffered will be recovered immediately.

With the emperor's blood protection, who else can stop him from rising again!