Chapter 290: Trapped

Chapter 290: Encircled

Out of the Sunset Valley and marching eastward, the speed of the team was not rushed, Yang Teng sat on a large cart, leisurely tilted his legs, holding a grass stick in his mouth, holding his head in his hands and looking at the blue sky and white clouds. .

It was five hundred miles away from Sunset Valley, and the front was about to enter a plain. The endless plain was not covered too much. From a glance, people from dozens of miles away could see clearly.

"Yang Shao, as agreed, let's move on for another one or two hundred miles, and the mission of this trip is over." The leader of the foot line in charge of leading the team reminded.

Yang Teng spent a bottle of the best Gathering Pill, not only hiring ten big cars, but also handing over the safety of the team to his feet.

Hearing the words of the leader of the team, Yang Teng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I am not an unbelieving person. If you walk a hundred miles forward, no matter what happens, you can leave the convoy and leave. Spirit Gathering Pill, I will not give you one less."

If it weren't for the great temptation of the best-quality Gathering Pill, no one in Sunset Valley would be willing to take Yang Teng's job.

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

This is something everyone in Sunset Valley knows. Since the moment Yang Teng decided to leave Sunset Valley, many people have calculated him and closely monitored the actions of Sunset Valley.

The death of the six strong men during the tendon exchange period did not stop the crazy monks.

Many people's thinking is very simple, just like the Yang family brothers, following far behind, making sure that there is no danger before doing it.

The guys in the team carefully calculated the distance, and the one hundred mile journey quickly passed seventy or eighty miles.

"Shao Yang, things are not quite right, I feel someone is watching us." The team leader said in a low voice.

Yang Teng also noticed that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit tense and depressed, as if someone was staring at them from a distance.

"It doesn't matter, slow down a little bit, and if you advance for another twenty or thirty miles, your mission will be completed." Yang Teng still looked calm and impatient, as if the tension around him had nothing to do with him.

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

Twenty or thirty miles, rushing and blinking, and now, every monk in the convoy feels tremendous pressure. Such a short distance is more difficult than all the roads they have traveled in their lives.

Step by step approaching the end of the journey, the monks became even more nervous. Every step forward was under tremendous pressure, and even the cold sweat of some people had wet their clothes.

"Shao Yang, we are about to go deep into the plain for a hundred miles." The team leader reminded Yang Teng again.

Yang Teng stood up lazily, stretched his waist, looked around casually, pointed to a huge boulder in front of him, and said, "Okay, this place is very good. Just set up camp here and continue on the road tomorrow after a rest. You have set up your cart, don’t idle, go hunting around and get a few strange animals to break your fast."

Hearing Yang Teng's words, the nervous expression of the team leader suddenly relaxed, and he gave Yang Teng a fist, "Young Shao, we are going hunting, Shao Yang takes care!"

Yang Teng waved his hand, "Go."

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

Yang Teng looked around lazily, then lay in a big car and fell asleep.

Tens of miles away, the two of them moved forward and watched the movement here.

"Fifth brother, look, what Yang Teng is doing, the people in the team seem to have escaped!"

Yang Zhipeng watched carefully. As expected, the cultivators who escorted the convoy hurriedly ran to the distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Yang Teng didn't give them enough Spirit Gathering Pill, or for other reasons, why these people ran away." Yang Zhiming said puzzled.

"No, I should have noticed that the strong following secretly, those who escorted the convoy, fled for their lives." Yang Zhipeng observed for a moment and said.

He found that it was not only the two brothers who followed Yang Teng and his party secretly, but also some more powerful monks.

"These guys are too impatient, right? They just left Sunset Valley for a few hundred miles and are busy starting their hands. Are they afraid of causing more trouble?" Yang Zhi said with a grunt.

According to their plan, pay attention and observe for a period of time, and make sure that no strong person is secretly protecting Yang Teng before they can do it.

And these impatient monks, who just came here, couldn't wait to do something, and didn't even hide their whereabouts. Are they not afraid of revenge from the strong behind Yang Teng?

"I don't think it is necessary. These people have their own news channels. Maybe they are the first to get the news. Let's go there quickly, otherwise there will be no chance." Yang Zhipeng suddenly realized that he dared to disclose his whereabouts so blatantly. Mastered some secrets of Yang Teng.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go there quickly." Yang Zhiming was anxious. He was not only thinking about the treasures in Yang Teng's car, but also severely teaching Yang Teng to his face.

Yang Teng lay quietly on a big car, with the Xuanfeng Sword at hand, looking up at the blue sky, all his spiritual consciousness was released to probe the surrounding movement.

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

At this time, a group of people gathered from four directions: east, west, south, and north.

Yang Teng looked at these people coldly, with the Xuanfeng knife in his chest.

"Yang Teng child! Do you dare to design and frame the old man, the old man will never end with you today!" A roar came from the north, and under the leadership of a monk, a dozen monks rushed over.

Yang Teng glanced intently and couldn't help but laughed, "Who am I supposed to be, it's you."

The strong man who came up to the north was the second guest who was vomiting blood at the auction.

Afterwards, Yang Teng learned that the guest was named Fan Hai, a well-known merchant in the Izumo Empire, and he held a pivotal position in the Empire.

If there is no Yang brothers participating in the auction, he is absolutely qualified to sit in the number one position.

Fan Hai quickly came to Yang Teng with his subordinates, "Yang Teng! You are running! The design framed the old man and wanted to leave! I said I would never let you go. Today is your death date!"

Yang Teng looked at Fan Hai innocently, "What are you talking about? When did I design to frame you. At the auction, you offered 10,000 bottles of the high-price bid for the elixir, but finally refused to cash it. , I was the one who came out of the Spirit Pill to help you keep this old face, how it became my fault in a blink of an eye."

"Yellow-mouthed kid! What kind of person are you when you are an old man! Just your little tricks, don't you know how to be an old man! In order to combat competitors, you will not hesitate to use various methods, I see what you have now!" Fan Hai was annoyed. He walked all over the cloud empire. He was respected no matter where he went, but because of an elixir planted in Sunset Valley, his old face was very unbearable.

If you don't kill Yang Teng, it's hard to vent your resentment.

At this time, the other three sides were also surrounded.

Yang Teng looked at it, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha! I didn't expect that the Sunset Tower also sent someone here. Is it because I feel that my journey is exhausted, and send someone to bring me some delicious food!"

The monks in the south changed their expressions drastically at the same time. They were all covered with black scarves, and their identities could not be judged from their appearances. Why could Yang Teng click on their identities at once!

"I'm very puzzled, right? You think no one can recognize your true face after covering your face. It's a pity that you forgot a little, what the sunset building does!" Yang Teng said sharply, pointing to these masked monks Loudly shouted: "Sunset Tower serves people from top to bottom. No matter what time it is, it will inevitably be low and low. Even if I chase me with a mask, I still can't get rid of the humble psychology of the shopkeeper."

The lowly psychology of Xiaoer? How is this going?

A dozen masked monks looked at each other, it was difficult to conceal the look of surprise in each other's eyes.

Yang Teng laughed secretly. He just took a few words to test out the details of these masked people. These guys are really not suitable for this kind of thing. It is better to go back to cook and serve the guests.

"The friends in the east and the west are a bit stunned, why not sign up and let me know who killed them." Yang Teng's scornful look made everyone feel uncomfortable.

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

"Junior, you are still so arrogant when you die. Based on this, the old man thinks that you are a person. If you grow up for a few years, you will definitely become a strong person. Unfortunately, you don't have this opportunity." An elder of the old man looked at Yang Teng coldly.

"Leave all the treasures, you can consider leaving a whole body for you." A long knife in the hands of a brawny man among the monks in the west danced with a flower, "If not, I can't blame the long knife in my hand for not being affectionate!"

Yang Teng laughed loudly: "Why, you are not afraid of the super power behind me, you are not afraid of being destroyed in the future!"

As we all know, Yang Teng never gives any vitality to the enemy, as long as the hostile state is determined, the only end is to destroy the door.

There has never been anything to do to leave a ray of **** to meet in the future, to leave a ray of life to the enemy, waiting for revenge a hundred times in the future!

Yang Teng's calmness made some people feel terrified, and they couldn't help but look behind them to make sure that there was no one behind them. This was a little relieved.

"Hahaha! Yang Teng, you don't have to pretend to be a ghost. From your departure from Sunset Valley to here, your every move is under our supervision, and there is also news from Sunset Valley. There is no such thing as what you said. Force. The troubles of the Sunset Pavilion can't be hidden from our eyes, so you will die!"

It was the monk with his face on the south who was talking, and Yang Teng had broken the identity of the Luolulou Tower. His words seemed more credible.

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

Everyone acted fearlessly, but they were still uneasy. According to their investigations, Yang Teng had performed miracles many times without mobilizing the power of the Sunset Pavilion, and it was impossible for the Sunset Pavilion to have such power.

Could the people behind him not be in Sunset Valley?

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