"Look at me!" Zhang Tianpeng also punched.

This punch is extremely fast.

Yang Letian met him without believing in evil.

"Bang!" He staggered back with a gloomy face.

This is the real Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer!

Zhang Tianpeng touched his fist proudly and smiled proudly: "Yang Letian, how powerful is my punch?"

Yang Letian sneered and used a Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer.

Zhang Tianpeng greeted him.

"Bang!" Zhang Tianpeng stared at the eyes and took two steps back, gritted his teeth and said, "Come again!"

Yang Letian sneered: "With your qualifications, what if you get a secret book, it's simply a waste of resources and a great achievement!"

Zhang Tianpeng fled unconvincedly.

Yang Letian knocked him back with one punch and one punch, and became more and more proud: "You are only worthy of entering Dengyun Tower to be a parade guard!"

"Yang Letian, what's your pride? What's the point of being proud of?" Zhang Tianpeng took two steps back and stopped, curled his lips and sneered: "You have obtained the secret book with great effort, right? We don't have to do anything!"

"Haint! Despicable! No shame!" Yang Letian gritted his teeth and burst out word by word, bloodshot covered his eyes: "You all deserve to die!"

"Yes, we all deserve to die, but we just can't die. You're angry, haha!" Zhang Tianpeng laughed.

Yang Letian took a deep breath and calmed down.

Leng Fei said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhang, go!"

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Tianpeng agreed happily, turned around and ran away.

The two of them ran downstairs in a flash, and there was no sign in the blink of an eye.

Yang Letian wanted to kill them, but he was trying his best and could only watch them escape.

"Ah--!" He roared to the sky, ignored the strange eyes of the people around him, threw down a silver ingot and striding away.

I came to an inn, said a few words to the shopkeeper, and went through the inn to a small courtyard behind.

This is the inn's room No. 3.

After entering the yard, he came to a plum tree, reached out to pull it up for a few minutes, and a small wine jar appeared.

Take out the small wine jar, which is a thin silk book.

He carefully opened the silk book, looked through it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha..." Zhang Tianpeng's laughter suddenly rang.

He looked up suddenly.

I saw Zhang Tianpeng's head on the wall, holding the wall and looking at him with a smile: "Yang Letian, the secret book is hidden here!"

Yang Letian's face changed slightly, and he instantly realized it. He cursed himself stupid: "Zhang Tianpeng, you are lying to me!"

"Haha, it works!" Zhang Tianpeng laughed: "If I were you, I would tear this secret book to pieces now, so don't let us get it!"

The veins that were rising in Yang Letian's hand fell back. He originally wanted to destroy the secret book, but he stopped hearing this. I wonder what their conspiracy was. Anyway, the secret book was in his own hands, so it would not be too late to tear it down when they robbed it.

He glanced around and didn't see Leng Fei, and snorted, "Where is the guy named Leng?"

"He..." Zhang Tianpeng said: "Maybe behind you."

Yang Letian turned around suddenly.

Without realizing Leng Fei, Zhang Tianpeng turned around again. He had already turned over from the wall, patted his hands, and said with a smile: "Yang Letian, you are not our opponent!"

"I just need to shout and the disciples of Tingtao Villa will come over!" Yang Letian said coldly: "Catch you back to Tingtao Villa!"

Zhang Tianpeng said: "Okay, let everyone know that you have the Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer!"

"Everyone knows it's better than being snatched away by you!" Yang Letian sneered.

"Then try it!" Zhang Tianpeng said disdainfully.

With his understanding of Yang Letian, he would never be able to shout out. He was petty, petty, and vengeful. How could he let others take advantage?

Yang Letian looked around and looked around.

Zhang Tianpeng said: "You said you have become a disciple of Tingtao Villa, and you still have to hold on to me. Isn't this feeling uncomfortable? People should be broad-minded. How big the demeanor is, how great the achievement is, right?"

"Shut up!" Yang Letian said coldly.

He felt that Zhang Tianpeng was delaying time, and immediately woke up and sneered: "It turns out that you were the one who was ahead, and he hadn't arrived yet!"

After saying that, he rushed towards Zhang Tianpeng.

Zhang Tianpeng greeted him and smiled and said, "Yang Letian, do you feel that the fragrance is coming?"

Yang Letian sneered: "If you don't kill you today, I won't be named Yang!"

What kind of fragrance and smell? Just kill Zhang Tianpeng first while Leng Fei is not coming, and then Leng Fei.

Zhang Tianpeng laughed and said, "Then you really can't have your surname Yang!"

He ran two steps away from Yang Letian and smiled and said, "Yang Letian, you really can't smell the fragrance?"

Yang Letian sneered: "I'm going to be mysterious and die!"

He rushed to Zhang Tianpeng with one step, and punched the central palace with all his strength.

His face suddenly changed.

The fragrance lingers in the nose, and my body suddenly becomes weak and I can't do anything to my heart!

He gritted his teeth: "Poison!"

"Haha, that's right! That's right!" Zhang Tianpeng laughed with his hands.

Yang Letian staggered two steps, shaking like a drunken person, his handsome face flushed, and he looked more handsome.

The toxicity attacked quickly and his strength faded away. He was so weak that his hands trembled. He quickly pulled out the secret book in his sleeves, trembling and tearing it to pieces.

"Ah--!" He roared happily.

He couldn't use his hands to force it, and he couldn't tear the thin silk book apart. As he saw it, he was about to fall into Zhang Tianpeng's hands. His pain was unwilling to be angry and despair turned into this roar.

Zhang Tianpeng grabbed the secret book and was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about it. He looked at it directly. Don't make it half again this time, that's really a joke.

Leng Fei jumped off the wall and kicked Yang Letian away with a "bang".

Yang Letian flew softly and collided to the courtyard wall, hanging on the wall, slowly sliding down like a painting.

Yang Letian sat under the wall with a resentful look on his face.

Leng Fei didn't look at him, and hurriedly said, "Don't use his hands!"

Zhang Tianpeng was confused.

Leng Fei shook his head helplessly, and it was a lucky thing that Zhang Tianpeng was not poisoned.

If I were Yang Letian, I would do my best in this secret.

He wore a thin layer of gloves on his hand, took the secret, read it quickly, and remembered it in his mind.
Chapter completed!