Chapter 1899 Revenge! The Desperate Teacher 2

“Buzz buzz!”

There was another sound of a car motor. He raised his head to Yufeng, but saw that the Audi car that had just passed by him was quickly passing by in this direction.

Xiang Yufeng showed a vigilant expression, stood there, looking at the Audi.

"Rain...the rain!"

The Audi car stopped in front of Xiang Yufeng, and a man's face appeared from the window, full of excitement.

North, Beijing.

This is a bleak and secluded warehouse with a total area of ​​more than a thousand square meters.

Yang Cheng sat on the sofa, Beiting, Nanshou, Dongbo, etc., either standing, leaning or sitting, Nanshou was naked, and the white bandage overflowed with fresh traces. Although his injuries had not healed, they had already been much lighter before.

Under the illumination of the incandescent lamps, you can clearly see that there are more than a thousand figures walking along each step. Although there are more than a thousand people, the atmosphere is quiet and terrifying, and there is no sound of breathing.

Yang Cheng's right arm was also wrapped with bandages. Beiting, Dongbo, and several of the 11th Northwest War Generals who followed Beiting in the top ten were also won by the lottery. The commanders were like this, let alone other people.

More than ten days have passed. Although so many days have passed, no one from Yang Cheng can forget what happened that night. Li Caixiang, a sapling snake who is almost like a demon, is one of the four elders of the Demon Sect. Although he has a beautiful face, under that beautiful appearance, he is a heart that is thousands of times more poisonous than a sapling snake.

Even Yang Cheng, who was a disciple of Tiandao Sect, knew little about Li Caixiang. Yang Cheng only knew that when he was a disciple of Tiandao Sect, the elder of the Demon Sect, the name of Li Caixiang, the belly snake, had already shocked the ancient martial arts world. No one could tell how old Li Caixiang was. All Yang Cheng could know was that the four elders of the Demon Sect were the strongest power of the Demon Sect, and the power of the Great Wall that the Demon Sect master relied most on.

It is precisely because of this that the four elders of the Demon Sect will not show up easily, but every time they appear, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm. This time, the same is true.

Yang succeeded and failed, Zhao Fengnan lost, Beiting lost, Dongbo lost, Yang Jie, the Northwest generals who followed Beiting also lost. They were all defeated by one person, and they were defeated under the siege of the same person.

And those elite blood sects who were injured and killed had no room for movement, just as Li Caixiang's laughter shook the sky, his body and head were different.

If anyone was watching and watching, the people he had cultivated were right in front of him, and when they were killed like cutting vegetables or melons, no one was not angry, but what could be angry? Yang Cheng could only watch, Beiting could only watch. Everyone could only watch.

The belly snake did not kill all the people. It was not that she had any kindness, but that she was injured in the desperate joint blow of Yang Cheng, Beiting and others and had to retreat.

A big battle was completely changed because of the appearance of a person. Only more than a thousand people survived the elite forces of the Blood Sect. Compared with the elite troops of the Blood Sect, Qian Xing and Sun Liang, the northern Blood Sect, the strength of the Northern Blood Sect was hit by a devastating blow.

"How long will we stay here?" Dong Bo was speaking. Dong Bo lowered his head, and there was no trace of anger on his face. Judging from Dong Bo's temper, he had been bored here for more than ten days, and it was impossible for him to speak in such a peaceful tone, but there was no slight anger in Dong Bo's tone.

It’s not that there has been any change in Dong Bo’s temper, but that he has been repeating such words every day for more than ten days, and every time, Yang Cheng’s answer is the same as before: “Wait!”

"Wait!" Yang Cheng was still a simple word like the past ten days.

Dong Bo didn't say anything, and he seemed to have expected this answer.

Yang Cheng looked at Sun Liang and asked, "How much power is left in the north?"

Sun Liang thought for a moment and said, "The South China Army has expanded its strength at this time. Although the power of the Blood Sect in the north is still there, if this continues, it will be a matter of time if it is completely erased."

Beiting does not smoke, which is what everyone knows, but Beitian is now smoking one after another. It can be seen that his inner anxiety is not the calmness he seems on the surface.

In fact, Beiting's pressure is far greater than that of others, and even farther than Yang Cheng and Zhao Fengnan, who are the oldest qualifications in the blood sect.

This pressure comes from Xiang Yufeng's trust in Beiting.

In the northwest, Xiang Yufeng handed over the Northwest to Beiting. Such a military rank is the birthplace of iron-blooded soldiers. Whoever controls it will have a considerable force. If Beiting is using this place to cultivate its own power, even Xiang Yufeng will have a headache.

In fact, before Xiang Yufeng went to the northwest, the residents in the Iron Blood City, including the vast majority of the eleventh generals, only knew Beiting and Xiang Yufeng.

Although Beiting once had swaying, that kind of swaying was just human nature. Xiang Yufeng's absolute trust in Beiting and his strong strength completely erased the last little selfishness in Beiting's heart.

It is precisely because of Xiang Yufeng's absolute trust that the huge pressure on Beiting is now caused. Even Yang Cheng can't deny that although Xiang Yufeng trusts them, if he really wants to rank a ranking, Beiting will be the leader.

But now, the people brought by Beiting from the northwest also suffered heavy casualties after that night. The most important thing is that the power directly belonged to the Shanghai Blood Sect General Hall was also severely injured after that night. Although the most core power was still preserved, in Beiting's view, these were the worst failures since he followed Xiang Yufeng. In this failure, the strongest king of the Blood Sect was not there.

Isn’t this just like saying that without the blood sect that exists in Xiang Yu Peak and without the northwest power that exists in Xiang Yu Peak, are other people bullshit?

Could it be that without the supreme king of the Blood Sect, we can only watch others and step on our heads?

Beiting's thought flashed by was like a gunpowder thread, because, at the moment when Beiting's thought flashed, Dong Bo and Nanshou, who were most similar to Beiting, also raised their heads, three pairs of eyes and six gazes, collided in the air. At this moment, what appeared in the three of them was the same thought.

Then, Yang Cheng also raised his head, his eyes met Beiting and others.
Chapter completed!