Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 600

Inexplicably, I have a long knife in my hand!

With a slightly primitive shape, Yang Teng saw at a glance that this knife did not belong to this era. It should be a weapon at least 5000 years ago.

The cold smell of the blade made him fight a cold war.

There was a strange smell in the murderous spirit, like resentment and unwillingness.

"Ding!" the long knife hummed, telling something.

Yang Teng wondered, why did this knife appear in his hand?

Yang Xin was also very strange, "what are you doing with a knife?"

She knew that Yang Teng had a magic weapon in space, and thought that this knife was taken out by Yang Teng in space.

"I'm also very strange. I just had a dream. I dreamed of some strange scenes, and then I had a knife in my hand." Yang Teng didn't know.

"Dream? How possible? You're not talking nonsense. You can have a dream in the blink of an eye. You're amazing." Zhao Yilin giggled.

"Blink of an eye? You mean blink of an eye? Don't we stay here for a long time?" Yang Teng looked at them in surprise.

Yang Teng understood that everything he saw under the city was just a moment in his mind.

"Come on, let's go into the city." Yang Teng called several people into the city and included the long knife into the ring of the ice emperor.

Whatever its origin, as long as it enters your own hand, it is your own knife.

"Eh!" Yang Teng was surprised to find that he couldn't put the long knife away!

The ice emperor's ring can even put away the Tianhuang Dao. This strange long Dao can't be received in the ice emperor's ring!

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

Yang Teng thought that his injured divine consciousness had not fully recovered. He tried to take other things out of the ice emperor's ring. As a result, anything can be taken out and taken back at will.

Only the long knife that somehow appeared in his hand could not be put away.

It's so strange that Yang Teng is a little confused.

However, this knife looks familiar. It seems that it is the information suddenly appeared in his divine consciousness. The knife used by the Zhongzhou strong man named Zhu Meng.

Anyway, since you can't put it away, just take it like this.

Holding a long knife in his hand, he took several people into the city.

The urban customs of Zhongzhou are very different from those of Dongzhou. There are not only Zhongzhou monks living here, but also tall wild monks.

This also makes Yang Teng understand that the war in this town should have happened many years ago. Now it has no great impact on the monks in the two places and has begun to have normal contacts.

War is something that no one wants to experience. After all, the trauma brought to people by the end of a war is irreparable. The loss is not only money and other things, but also the monks who died in the war.

These are wounds that will take many years to heal.

Walking in the street, Yang Xin's eyes were not enough. He looked around and felt curious about everything, especially the tall wild friars.

"You say these savages are really savage. They wear so little clothes and don't know how to be shy." Yang Xin said, pointing to a savage monk.

Yang Teng smiled: "this is the difference in local customs. People still think it's troublesome for us to wear so many clothes."

While talking and walking, they didn't find that they had attracted some people's attention.

There is no great difference in clothes between the friars of Zhongzhou and Dongzhou, and their figure and appearance are also similar.

But the strong regional accent can't be changed.

Even in Dongzhou, there are great differences in speaking accents due to regional differences.

But in general, because of the communication and mutual flow between friars, friars in Dongzhou could easily understand what each other said.

In Zhongzhou, this situation is different. The accent of Zhongzhou friars is more mellow, and the accent of Dongzhou friars is a little stiff, so people can hear that it is Dongzhou friars at once.

So Yang Xin's conversation immediately let people know that they are friars of Dongzhou.

In addition, there are three beauties in the line and two pets. It is impossible not to attract other people's attention.

Yang Teng didn't care about other people's eyes. Based on the principle that people don't offend me and I don't offend, he won't provoke right and wrong anywhere.

But unexpectedly, he didn't want to provoke right and wrong. Right and wrong happened to provoke him.

Just walking, Yang Xin proposed to find a restaurant and have a good meal. They flew in the air for three months. It was really boring.

Yang Teng certainly won't object, "yes, but we have to ask how to settle the bill first. We can't settle the bill when we can avoid it. Let others say that we have a overlord meal."

Be careful when you go out.

If the estimate is good, Zhongzhou should also pay with julingdan.

"This is it. I think the grade is pretty good." Yang Xin said, pointing to a roadside restaurant.

Several people came to the restaurant just in time for noon, when there were many guests in the restaurant.

Yang Xin was in a hurry to go to the restaurant. Zhao Yilin joked, "look at your hurry. Don't have no wine and dishes to your appetite at the time."

A place is a kind of customs, including eating habits.

They are used to the taste of Dongzhou and may not be able to adapt to the taste of Zhongzhou.

"I don't care. Try it first." Yang Xin said back.

"Mind, be careful!" Yang Teng said hello. Just as Yang Xin turned back to speak, several people came out of the restaurant. In front of him was a young man, holding a folding fan in his hand and shaking his head out.

Seeing that he was about to hit Yang Xin, Yang Teng shouted.

Yang Xin heard the cry and hid to one side.

This is a very normal posture. It is reasonable that there can be no collision between monks, unless it is deliberately hit, or it is too crowded to escape.

Otherwise, where would such a thing happen, so Yang Xin made the most correct way at the first time.

"Oh! Where's the little lady? She's handsome! She almost hit young master Ben!" the young man with a folding fan looked at Yang Xin with a smile on his face.

Yang Xin's face sank. If Yang Teng hadn't repeatedly told her not to make trouble, he would have slapped her in the face!

"Roses with thorns! Young master Ben likes them! Hahaha!" although the young man spoke with a Zhongzhou accent, several people understood it.

"Xin'er, come back!" Yang Teng said.

"It's still the little lady from Dongzhou. Well, I haven't played Dongzhou's little lady yet!" the young man with a folding fan became more energetic and stared at Yang Xin.

Yang Teng stepped forward, "this fellow, you'd better speak with a little discretion. Don't think we're friars in Dongzhou. It's easy to bully!"

No matter how good his temper is, he can't stand it, not to mention Yang Teng's never good temper.

Sometimes he doesn't get angry because he thinks it's boring, but others bully him. Yang Teng will never swallow it.

"Ha ha! Gu Shao, it's funny that this guy says he's not easy to bully. What's wrong with a young friar in the period of easy muscle!" several companions behind the young man with a folding fan burst into laughter.

"Pa!" the young man closed his fan and sneered at the corners of his mouth. "Boy, I want to see what you can't bully!"

We can see clearly that Yang Teng is the one who has the highest cultivation. It is just a period of muscle change. As for others, they are vulnerable.

"Gu Shao, today should be a good day for you. This is not a Dongzhou little lady. There are three. When Gu Shao is tired of playing, don't forget the brothers. We haven't tasted the taste of Dongzhou little lady!" a monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes behind Gu Shao looked obscene.

Yang Teng has seen that judging people by their appearance is probably the biggest joke. According to his appearance, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is definitely a loyal man, but he says such cheap words from his mouth.

"Die!" a cold murderous spirit emanated from Yang Teng.

"Looking for death? Ha ha! I'm just looking for death, but it's a pity that if you stand and let you fight, I'm afraid you can't kill me!" the monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes deliberately showed off in front of several people and posed as standing still.

"Since you want to die, I'll satisfy you!" Yang Teng drank violently and waved the long knife in his hand.

He didn't mean to kill this guy. They just came here and didn't know each other's identity. If they kill rashly, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble, but they must teach this guy a lesson.

"Hum!" the space trembled, and a knife awn was more than ten feet long.

The friar with thick eyebrows and big eyes was surprised. He underestimated the friar of Dongzhou!

But after all, his accomplishments were much higher than Yang Teng's and shouted: "boy, you dare to cut off your claws today!"

Step forward and reach for Yang Teng's wrist.

The so-called art expert is bold. The friar with thick eyebrows and big eyes thinks very well. He grabs Yang Teng's arm and blows his next fist in Yang Teng's face.

"Pa!" Yang Teng's knife was actually a false move. The knife didn't fall, but he suddenly stopped the knife and punched the other hand.

"Good luck!" the friar with thick eyebrows and big eyes immediately paid more attention to Yang Teng. He could have today's accomplishments. He also went through countless battles. Seeing that Yang Teng changed his moves so quickly, he immediately realized that the combat effectiveness of this friar in Dongzhou was good.

Of course, that's all. His evaluation of Yang Teng is only good combat effectiveness.

The arm moved slightly, the palm changed direction and grabbed Yang Teng's fist.

"Hum! Die!" Yang Teng said.

The fist speed does not decrease and blows hard at the other party's palm.

The friar with thick eyebrows and big eyes didn't know what the secret of Yang Teng's move was. He thought it was just a powerful move, which was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Several of his companions laughed and shouted, "you're too weak to kill this little friar in Dongzhou. It's a shame!"

"Boo!" the fist and palm are firmly tied together.