Chapter 2139: Framed

That Yingbin didn't take Yang Teng's words seriously, he was also the cultivation base of the Saint King Realm, and the highest cultivation level of Yang Teng's line was only the cultivation level of the Saint King Realm. Who would dare to beat him!
As long as someone dares to do it, the guards who maintain order in the main square are not vegetarian!
The Soul Fighting Continent despised the Alliance and sent such a party to participate in the meeting. The leader would certainly not spare them lightly. He wanted to be presumptuous here, and it was almost unkempt.
Suddenly, the figure flashed.
"Slap!" Yingbin slapped his face.
The slap made him dizzy and turned three times on the spot.
"Who hit me! Who dares hit me!" With one hand covering his face, the greeter did not see who slapped him.
Located next to Yang Teng, Wu Tian snorted coldly: "Sure enough, my cheek is thick enough. This slap made my hand a little painful."
"It's you! You bastard, dare to hit me!" Yingbin's face was swollen, and this slap was really cruel.
When he saw clearly that it was an ancient saint who hit him, and he failed to make any response, the other side of the face was swollen, too shameful!
Who are these people, those in power from various continents, and the powerful in the surrounding area.
In front of so many people, he was slapped in the face. It was not him who was ashamed. It was the loss of the Anti-Qing League and the face of the lord!
"You're looking for death!" Yingbin was furious, and flew towards Wu Tian.
"Old Wu keep it away, don't kill him, on the other side of the house, you have to give the master a little face." Yang Teng said calmly.
Wu Tian laughed loudly: "The commander can rest assured, his subordinates are determined!"
Staring at Yingbin's figure, seeing Yingbin pounce in front of him, Wu Tian raised his big foot, "Go back!"
This kick is very accurate, kicking it on the belly of Yingbin.
"Bang!" Yingbin flew out backwards, his slightly fat body fell to the ground and rolled back several times before stopping his body shape.
"Not good! Leader Wang was killed!"
"It's murdered, someone is making trouble!"
The welcoming guest lay motionless on the ground, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
The welcomers who were welcoming guests around, and the guards who were in charge of maintaining order rushed over shouting.
Wu Tian turned and returned to Yang Teng's side. He started with a sense of measure. This kick hurt the Yingbin, leaving him unconscious, but it would not hurt his life.
Following Yang Teng's team of hundreds, all the cultivators were shocked. They said that the leader was cruel, and his subordinates were so cruel. This is the territory of the Anti-Yellow League. If you are such a ruthless hand, you are not afraid of revenge.
The guards reacted quickly and immediately surrounded Yang Teng and his party.
"Don't move around, put down the weapon in your hand!" A monk who looked like a leader shouted loudly, letting Yang Teng and his party arrest them.
"Prepare to fight!" Wu Tian immediately issued an order. He didn't care where it was. Any monk who dared to offend his master Yang Teng must be severely punished.
The squad of one hundred people was almost like a conditioned reflex. They lined up the battle formation with a sword in hand, and confronted the guards.
When such a big event happened, all the other guests stopped moving and looked over here one after another.
"What's the background of that group? They are so courageous. With such a poor strength, they dare to provoke the Anti-Cyan League. I'm tired of life."
"They definitely don't know the strength of the Anti-Cyan League."
"It's not necessarily, maybe they are a direct disciple of a super power, and they have some support behind them."
"I don't think so. The highest cultivation level is only the monk of the Saint King realm. Which super power direct disciple travels without some quasi-emperor escort."
The monks watching the excitement around had different opinions, guessing the origin of Yang Teng's identity.
"I'm afraid you all guessed wrong. Just now I accidentally heard that the monk of the Saint King realm who led the team came from the Soul Dou continent. Don't you know what happened in the Soul Dou continent a few months ago."
"Fighting Continent cultivator? The old man's news is blocked, and I really don't know what happened to the Continent of Souls. Hurry up and listen."
Conqueror Continent is remote, coupled with the small scale of Conqueror Continent, seldom attracts people's attention. Many people really don't know what happened a few months ago.
The well-informed person immediately told what happened in the Contra continent.
"It's a pity, this Saint King Realm cultivator is young and has an infinitely promising future, so he mistaken himself."
"Who can say no? At his age, his cultivation is in the realm of the Holy King. I can't say that he is the youngest monk of the Holy King in the fantasy world. I am afraid that few people can compare with him because of his talent and potential. Because of this, his heart swelled, and he didn't even pay attention to the anti-cyan alliance, but in the end it brought himself a murderous disaster.
Many people were full of emotion, admiring Yang Teng's talent and potential, and criticizing Yang Teng for being young and energetic and not calm enough to deal with things.
Regarding these discussions around, Yang Teng didn't mind.
"Which of you is the leader of the team, why are you hurting people here! If you don't give a satisfactory explanation today, you all can't leave the Purple Star Continent!" Hearing the comments around, the guard headed suddenly felt confident.
In this way, Yang Teng is not a direct disciple of a super power, so what is there to be afraid of!
"Satisfied with the explanation? Well, I would like to ask, as the VIP invited by your leader to come to the meeting, the welcoming guest spoke ruthlessly and humiliated my family chief. What should I say? What explanation does the Anti-Yin League give us! You said that if you don't give us a satisfactory explanation today, this matter will not end!" Wu Tian unceremoniously responded to the guard commander opposite.
This little thing, of course, does not require Yang Teng to come forward in person, the guard commander is not enough.
"What! What did you say? You beat the people of my anti-cyan alliance, and dare to ask us for an explanation! It's just outrageous. Open your eyes and see clearly, this is the Purple Star Continent!" The guard commander almost laughed.
Isn't this ancient saint who hurt people crazy? It's arrogant to the limit.
"Stop talking nonsense, this is not something you can take the lead, let someone who speaks the weight come over!" Wu Tian stopped paying attention to the other party.
The slap and kick before was really enjoyable. This is also in the dream world, he can have a leapfrog challenge and have such a clean chance to defeat his opponent.
In the Great Universe, the monks of the Saint King Realm are not so weak.
Of course, it was also related to the opponent's lack of vigilance, otherwise Wu Tian would not be so relaxed.
"Master Commander, Commander King is dead!" A monk ran over. He was in charge of taking care of Commander King who was kicked off. He used the power of colorful fantasy dream to save Commander King, but found that Commander King had no breath.
"What, you dare to kill people!" The leader who led the team was furious. "Come here, take them all down. Anyone who dares to resist, kill them on the spot!"
Hoop, the guards are about to catch people.
The other guards who had heard the news also joined them.
The team of hundred people was instantly surrounded, with three floors inside and three floors outside, and the guards had a size of four to five thousand people.
"There is a good show here. The little monk who knows nothing about life and death dared to kill on the spot, just wait to be killed, and Soul Fight Continent is also waiting to receive the revenge of the Anti-Qing Alliance."
The guests who watched the excitement around were talking about it. They all thought that Wu Tian was just trying to teach the leader of the king.
Who would have thought that the commander Wang was dead.
This is because under the gaze of countless people, the guards of the Anti-Yin League who are responsible for maintaining order cannot kill their own people and smear the people of the Conquer Continent.
Not far outside the encirclement, a monk with a goatee and a monk beside him looked at each other.
The goatee monk's eyes were full of triumphant expressions. The two communicated through divine consciousness, and the expressions on their faces changed constantly, looking very satisfied.
No one paid attention to them, the two communicated silently.
Suddenly, the goatee felt someone staring at him.
Looking in the direction of feeling, he saw Yang Teng, the young man in the middle of the encirclement, and looked at him casually, but the goatee felt that Yang Teng's look had an unusual taste.
Goatee's heart shuddered, and immediately put away his triumphant expression.
Without rushing to leave the scene, the goatee stood in place and continued to wait for the follow-up development. He believed that he was concealed and would never be seen by anyone. Just as Wu Tian came out, he quietly played a colorful fantasy dream.
It was this colorful fantasy power that caused the death of the king leader.
Wu Tian himself didn't believe it a little bit, and he quickly reported to Yang Teng: "My lord, I have a good measure. That kick is not enough to kill him."
Yang Teng nodded slightly, "I know that you didn't kill him. Someone secretly shot him and wanted to blame you."
The goatee thought it was concealed, but didn't know that Yang Teng had more understanding of the void than anyone else.
No matter how weak the power of the colorful fantasy dream is, it will also cause void fluctuations. As long as the void fluctuates, it will not escape Yang Teng's exploration.
This little trick is too naive to hide from him.
Yang Teng wanted to see what idea this goatee had never met.
"Give me back! Don't blame me if you dare to step forward!" Wu Tian took out the Qibao Linglong Tower.
"Imperial weapon! That ancient saint actually has an imperial weapon in his hands!" Someone immediately recognized the level of the Qibao Linglong Tower in Wu Tian's hand and couldn't help but exclaimed.
The imperial weapon can definitely make many people go crazy.
What's more, this imperial weapon is still in the hands of an ancient saint.
Around, I don’t know how many people are showing greedy eyes. If this is not the Purple Star Continent, or the territory controlled by the Anti-Green Alliance, there are not so many people, they will definitely take action immediately to the Qibao Linglong Tower.
Hearing that this is an imperial weapon, the guard commander is more energetic.
The imperial weapon must have nothing to do with him. Even if Wu Tian is killed and this imperial weapon is taken, it is impossible to put it in his hands.
But if you take this imperial weapon and present it in front of the lord, you will definitely be rewarded by the lord!
At this point, the guard leader shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, do it! Get me these spies of the Azure Light Sect!"