Chapter 144: Meet the Iron Hand Again

"What are you sorry for? It's good to save your life!" Yang Peng didn't think so.

"In my small courtyard, the iron cage where the deep-sea orca blood whale beast is held is still there. If we catch that silver-winged howling wolf, we will also lock it in an iron cage and squeeze out his sea-like spiritual power little by little......"

"It's useless. In the big palm, Yang Peng rolled his eyes, "You almost ...... if you don't look at me." Besides, how do you want me to catch me?

"Hehe, you should have forgotten my talisman!"

"I ......" Yang Peng suddenly froze, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

He had really forgotten that there was a "Blue Skull Spider Silk Talisman" in his hand. The deep-sea orca blood whale beast that could catch Xiao Nai's talisman could naturally catch this silver-winged howling wolf.

If he had confronted the silver-winged howling wolf at that time, and the wolf stretched out his wolf claws to grab it, he would have given him such a talisman...... Oops, absolutely can't run!

What an opportunity!

Yang Peng's intestines were all remorseful, and he really wanted to rush into the Secret Weapon Palace, pointing at the old profiteer's nose and scolding.

Fortunately, the wolf was shattered into pieces by the two monks, and the bones were gone, and even the huge spiritual power had turned into nothingness.

Loser!

"Say it early, say it early?"

The device is pretending to be forced after the temptation is over, and he doesn't talk about discipline at all, "I only have three times left to use." If you don't talk about the conditions first, how can you use it?"

"Hey!"

Yang Peng is not surprised by the tricks used by this old profiteer. Just as he was about to say something, his feet fell to the ground.

"Little friend, follow me!"

A loud voice sounded, and Yang Peng saw that the monk who had rescued him was turning away. Although it was only a glimpse, there was a majesty, solemnity, and a bloody breath rushing to the face.

It shook his heart.

But he could see it clearly, the monk was tall, with some swarthy faces with sharp edges, resolute and majestic, sword eyebrows, and a straight nose and a wide mouth. He was dressed in gold armor, with a white cloak behind his back, no helmet, a hairpin on top of his head, and gray hair that sometimes fluttered in the wind and sometimes fell down his shoulders.

Obviously, this is a long-established "old general"!

Yang Peng also saw that he had now been taken to a military camp. The place where the monk was going was a large circular tent with two rows of swordsmen standing upright at the door. In front of the camp tent, a tall thick log stands, and a large flaming red flag flutters in the wind, and on the flag is the word "handsome" the size of a grinding plate.

The word "handsome" is silver-white, and as soon as Yang Peng's eyes look at it, he feels like a rolling silver-white thunderstorm.

This turned out to be the big tent of the Chinese army that swept the army!

Yang Peng saw that the monk had already entered the big tent, so he also trotted a few steps and ran into the tent.

As soon as he entered the camp, "Ahhh

First of all, beard and others. Now his beard is even more miserable than before, and the armor on his chest has been torn off, and there is another wound there. It seems that the gold sore medicine was applied, the old and new wounds were wrapped in gauze, and the face was stained with blood, which had not been washed away, and remained there.

On his left and right stood an iron-armored man, also scarred.

I didn't see the broken arm, so I guess he had been killed by the big demon.

"Congratulations to a few people who escaped death!" Yang Peng clenched his fists, his face full of sincere congratulations.

"Get out, little bastard!"

Before the beard could speak, an iron-armored man on the side frowned angrily and scolded. Obviously, he hates Yang Peng so much that the root of his teeth itches.

"Yang Xiaoyou is not short of parts, and the old man is also congratulating you here!"

Another voice sounded, and a blue iron arm was raised, it was Tuoba Hong!

Seeing this old thing, Yang Peng was also in his heart, "Damn, why is this thing here?"

But he didn't know that Tuoba Hong specially asked to come to the Left Route Army, what is the purpose...... This place is closer to the Tieying Valley, so it is naturally for Yang Peng.

And Tuoba Hong congratulated in his mouth, but there was no "congratulations" on his face, especially the pair of eagle-like eyes, revealing a dignified killing intent.

It seems that the bearded man has told him about Tuoba Aotian being injured by Yang Peng and robbed with a short gun.

"It's ok, it's relatively complete. ”

Yang Peng played "haha", but he looked at the handsome position.

"Haha, I have to thank Xiaoyou for saving my army on the left!" The laughter sounded, and Yang Peng also saw it clearly, sitting on the handsome seat was the old general in golden armor who saved Yang Peng!

Dongshun sent troops to 100,000 mountains this time, and in order to prevent the various demon departments from supporting each other, they formed a left, center, and right sweeping army.

This left-wing army swept eastward, and it happened to meet Yang Peng in this Lion Bull City.

The monk who is the leader is the commander of this left-hand army, the prince of the Dongshun Kingdom's Dongwang Mansion, called Wuyan Treading the Sky!

He is also a pivotal figure in Dongshun Kingdom!

"Your name is Yang Peng, right?" asked Wuyan Tatian, "I heard some of them when they talked about you. After speaking, he also pouted towards the beard.

"It's down there. Yang Peng thanked the handsome for saving his life!" Yang Peng hugged his fists.

The Wuyan Tatians had already made it very clear, it was the bearded man and the others who came first to complain to Na Tuoba Hong, and told him some of his own situation by the way.

But it doesn't matter, maybe it's because he saved himself, this Wuyan looks majestic, but in Yang Peng's eyes, he doesn't hate it, and even feels a little close.

"There are no good things in the army, this is a little thank you from this king personally. When the army triumphs, this king will definitely play the emperor, and he will be rewarded according to his military merits!" As he spoke, a delicate small jade box popped out of his hand and headed straight for Yang Peng.

Yang Peng grabbed the jade box, and he was not polite, he opened it directly, and a strong aura rushed to his face, "Wow!" exclaimed, and his eyes looked at the top of the handsome position again.

"Spirit Power Pill!" the monk looked at Yang Peng, "It's not a good thing, but it's just right for Xiaoyou now!"

"Good thing! Thank you, Lord Wuyan!"

Yang Peng held the jade box in his hand and hugged his fist, but his eyes returned to the jade box in his hand again. In the box lay a round pill the size of a dragon's eye, milky white, with fluorescent glittering on it.

Don't look at it as just a small pill, the spiritual power contained in it can't be compared to even ten hundred-year-old elixirs!

Yang Peng is lacking this thing now.

"Chief Tuoba Chief," the handsome Wuyan Tatian looked at Tuoba Hong again, "I just heard that your Qilin Mansion and Yang Peng's little friend have a little misunderstanding, I'll just reveal it." Haha!"

"Huh!"

That Tuoba Hong smiled faintly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly twitched, "The prince has an order, and Tuoba Hong should have complied." "Speaking of this, it is the blue iron hand that has been Yang Peng, "This Yang Peng beat the second prince of my family to a serious injury, and now he is still talking about whether his life is in or not." The second prince was brought out by Tuoba Hong to practice, and now that it has become like this, if you don't kill him, I'm afraid Tuoba Hong will not be able to explain it in front of the Qilin Prince!"

"This kid will be killed!"

The beard over there was also a loud shout.

Obviously, this Qilin Mansion and the East Wangfu are not harmonious, relying on the prestige of the Qilin King, Tuoba Hong does not give Wuyan the slightest face.

"Hmph, you want to kill me, then this son will follow!" Yang Peng also showed no weakness, stepped forward, and stared at Tuoba Hong with a sharp gaze.

Yang Peng is only fifteen years old, but there are still some little arrogant bones.

Since others have shown their knives, even if he is still weak now, he can't help but accept the move!

"Yang Peng has a favor with my army, what if I don't allow it?"

Over there, Wuyan waved his hand at Yang Peng, signaling him not to speak, but he put a frost on his face and covered the Tuoba Hong and the others over there.

"The prince is the commander of the army, and in this army, Tuoba Hong is naturally omniscient. That Tuoba Hong was also fearless, and a pair of eagle-like eyes looked at the Wuyan stepping on the sky, "However, this kid has a personal vendetta with my Qilin Palace. Personal vendetta! The prince of Wuyan can't help but let him take revenge, right? It's just that I still have to give some of the prince's face. Just don't start in this army. Huh!"

After speaking, the iron hand and the flesh palm were put together, into the big sleeve, looking at the top of the tent, and ignoring the Wuyan stepping on the sky.

Wuyan smacked his lips, obviously feeling that this matter was difficult to do.

The Qilin King is a special prince of this Dongshun country. His grandfather once followed the founding emperor of Dongshun Kingdom to fight the world.

The throne has been passed down to the current generation of King Qilin, who is still a high and powerful person in the court.

Even the emperor is sometimes not a dick, where would he see the Wuyan stepping on the sky in his eyes? As for Yang Peng, in Tuoba Hong's view, it was even more of an ant, and he could be crushed to death at will.

There will be no scruples at all.

"Lord Wang, your heart Yang Peng has received. Here, Yang Peng hugged his fists again and thanked him, "He wants to kill me, and I'm not so easy to kill." Then he looked at Tuoba Hong coldly, "Although I am just a small practitioner in the Spirit Realm, the so-called 'one fury is angry, and five steps of blood splashing'!

"Really?"

Tuoba Hong withdrew his gaze from the top of the tent and smiled coldly, "Then the old man wants to see how you let the old man splash blood for five steps." Huh!"

Yang Peng didn't bother to salivate with Tuoba Hong again, and hugged his fist at Wuyan again, "Lord Wang, the army is attacking the city, and I can't help much, so I'll leave first!" After speaking, he was going to go out.

"Don't worry, little friend. Wuyan stepped on the sky but waved his hand, "I also heard that Yang Xiaoyou is going to the Tieying Valley." However, there is Lion Bull City in the way, and the detour will delay a lot of time. Tomorrow, the king will personally send Yang Xiaoyou to this Lion Cow City!" and then shouted outside the tent, "Come on, go and send Yang Xiaoyou to rest." In the evening, the king wants to feast Yang Xiaoyou!"

A soldier came in and led Yang Peng out......