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Chapter 390

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Today was the second night watch!

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Although Yang Dong had heard his irresponsible father talk about this amazing boss before, he had never heard of it before. He had also said that … … his Master was an unparalleled expert who was unrivaled in the entire Duanmu Continent. Below the Martial Immortal Realm, his Master was invincible in the entire Duanmu Continent.

Only the two Martial Immortals were stronger than his Master!

Even though he knew … … Yang Dong was still shocked when he heard what Teng Shou just said!

How was it possible for the other party to determine that the bamboo pole was his weapon with just a glance?

"Could it be that he could predict the future?" Yang Dong was completely frightened.

"Big Brother Teng, is this his weapon?" Li Jun was also shocked. Little Ping, who was beside her, also had a puzzled expression. Only Teng Shou walked to the bamboo pole and sniffed. He whispered, "There's the smell of blood!"

Yang Dong looked at Teng Shou in astonishment.

After following Teng Qingshan for more than a year, Teng Shou had grown a lot taller. Now, he was over seven Chi (1.8 meters) tall. Although he was slightly shorter than Teng Qingshan, he was still considered a young man, not a teenager.

"He, he … …" Yang Dong looked at Teng Shou, completely dumbfounded. "Is his nose a dog's nose?"

His bamboo pole was stained with blood, but … … he had washed it off.

Moreover, the bamboo pole had been stabbed in the snow along the way, so there was no smell of blood on it. At least, with his nose, he couldn't smell any blood at all.

"Big Brother Teng, what weapon is this?" As Li Jun spoke, she held the bamboo pole in her hand and observed it carefully. She seemed to have found something and suddenly pulled — —

Chi — —

The tip of the bamboo pole was pulled open, and a 'sword' was pulled out! To be precise, it could only be considered a 'piercing sword'.

"I see." Li Jun suddenly understood.

It turned out that the tip of the bamboo pole had been cut open. The tip was the handle, and the tip was the scabbard! The piercing sword was very strange. The entire blade was like an iron rod, very smooth and round. On the other hand, the tip of the spear was extremely sharp. In other words — — this piercing sword had no blade, only a sword tip!

To kill … … there was only one move — — piercing!

"I have never seen a weapon like this." Li Jun exclaimed.

"A sword that can only be used to kill by piercing? When Old Wang carried a saber on his back, his weapon was a tobacco pipe. His son was one step closer. He is carrying a saber on his back, but his weapon is hidden in a bamboo pole. "Teng Qingshan glanced at the letter and immediately opened it, reading it carefully.

As soon as he saw the handwriting, Teng Qingshan determined that it was written by Old Wang.

"Boss.

If you read this letter, I, Old Wang, will have no regrets even if I die. At least my son is with you! I spent some money and arranged for Dong to join a caravan on the way to Nanshan City. I was worried that something would happen to him along the way. However, Boss, in Duanmu Continent, besides you, I don't know who else I can ask for help from.

I don't ask for anything else. I just hope that the owner can help settle him down. At the very least, let Dongzi have some food to eat.

Boss, I didn't take care of him for the past few years. When I found him after a year, he was already mixed in with a gang of horse bandits. Furthermore, he has a very strange sword technique of his own. According to my investigation, it should be a sword technique that Dong Zi figured out himself. Although it looks simple, Dong Zi relied on this sword technique to become the Third Boss of that small gang of bandits.

I feel that Dong is quite talented in sword arts. I owe this son of mine a lot. Back then, Boss, you taught me that Green Lotus Sword Art … I really want to teach him, but Boss said that without your permission, I am not allowed to teach it to anyone else.

Boss is much more powerful than me. Boss, you can take a look. If Dong is talented, Boss, teach him a few moves so that he can have someone to rely on in this chaotic world.

If Dong is not talented, Boss, you can arrange a place for him.

Old Wang's request might be a little excessive. I hope Boss won't mind. As for me … … I want to finish what I have to do. This time, I don't know if I will live or die. I don't care about anything except my son.

I can also see that Boss is very concerned about Little Ping, Ah Shou, and me. However, I want to say … … Boss, don't send anyone to look for me. Even the Rising Sun Trading Company can't find me. Just like you said, I have to make a choice that I won't regret. I have already made my choice … … "

This letter made Teng Qingshan's heart sink as he read it.

Just as Old Wang had guessed, when Teng Qingshan saw this letter, he immediately wanted to look for Old Wang.

"Little Jun, stay here. I am going to Nanshan City," Teng Qingshan said.

"Now?" Li Jun was slightly stunned.

The chubby youth, Yang Dong, said in a deep voice, "Mister Teng, there is no need to go. My father said not to look for him. "

"You know about your father?" Teng Qingshan stared at him.

"I only know that he is going to kill." Yang Dong shook his head and said, "I don't know anything else. However, it seems that the enemy is very powerful. I couldn't even last one move against my father."

Old Wang learned the Azure Lotus Sword Art that Teng Qingshan taught him.

This sword art was the sword art that Teng Qingshan had created after comprehending the Celestial Jade Annulus. The Azure Lotus Sword Art focused on the word "illusion." It was like a blooming lotus, and the sword art was as fast as a dream. Whether it was in the Land of the Nine Prefectures or Duanmu Continent. This sword art could be considered as the best sword art.

Old Wang himself was at the peak of the Postliminary Realm. With this sword art, he could even be listed in the 《Earthly Ranking》 in the Land of the Nine Prefectures. It wasn't strange that Yang Dong couldn't last one move.

"Big Brother Teng, what happened?" Li Jun hastily asked.

"You will know when you read it." Teng Qingshan handed over the letter in his hand and said, "Yes. Take good care of Yang Dong."

With this, Teng Qingshan turned and left.

In the violent snowstorm, every step that Teng Qingshan took covered a distance of seven to eight Zhang. It was as if he was teleporting. With two flashes, he disappeared into the depths of the forest. This scene stunned Yang Dong. "What … what kind of Qing Gong is this?" He had been a bandit for some time and had seen many powerful figures.

However …

He had never seen anyone as terrifying as Teng Qingshan. Yang Dong now understood what his father meant when he said that there were only a few peerless experts under the heavens.

*****

From the letter, Teng Qingshan could feel that Old Wang was entrusting his orphan to him before his death. No matter what, Teng Qingshan had treated Old Wang as a friend and a member of his family.

Soon, Teng Qingshan arrived at the Rising Sun Restaurant in Nanshan City.

In the mansion behind the Rising Sun Restaurant:

"Mister Teng Qingshan." The Sixth Elder hastily welcomed Teng Qingshan into the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall and sat down, Teng Qingshan said solemnly, "Sixth Elder, I have a favor to ask of the Rising Sun Trading Company."

"Mister Teng, please speak." The Sixth Elder's eyes brightened as he hastily said. The Elders had already received an order — if Teng Qingshan came to ask for a favor, they must do it well. Actually, experts like Teng Qingshan rarely asked for favors. To be able to serve such an expert was something to be happy about.

"The name of my coachman, Old Wang, was Yang Wang. I hope that the Rising Sun Trading Company can help me find this person. "Teng Qingshan said," The more information about him, the better. "

"Yang Wang?" The Sixth Elder frowned and said, "Mister Teng, I remember your coachman. He had a lame leg and one eye. He looked like an honest person. However, Mister, just his name … there are too many people with the same name in this world. It will be troublesome to find him. "

Teng Qingshan frowned and asked, "Even the Rising Sun Trading Company can't find him?"

"No, we can find him." The Sixth Elder explained, "However, the more information Mister can provide about Yang Wang, the faster we can find him."

Teng Qingshan pondered and continued, "This Yang Wang is an expert swordsman, and his strength is at the peak of the Postliminary Realm. His son is called Yang Dong! His son should be around twelve or thirteen years old this year. He has an enemy … and the enemy's influence should not be small. "

The Sixth Elder nodded and said with a smile, "The peak of the Postliminary Realm? It will be easier to find him now. Mister Teng, don't worry. If we are fast, we can find him in three days. If we are slow, ten days to half a month will be enough. If we can't find him in ten days to half a month, then this information might be fake. "

"Then I will wait for your news." Teng Qingshan nodded and responded.

… …

After reading the letter, Teng Qingshan, Li Jun, and the others were all worried about Old Wang. However, Teng Qingshan and the others couldn't do anything for now.

On the evening of the third day, the snow stopped.

The War Hous stopped by the Crescent Moon Lake. Dozens of tall and sturdy cavalrymen with solemn expressions pulled the reins. Just by standing there, the dozens of cavalrymen gave off a murderous aura. It was obvious that they were veterans. In front of them stood a skinny silver-haired elder.

"Sixth Elder, thank you for coming so late." Teng Qingshan, who had been called out by Li Jun from the belly of the mountain, greeted the elder.

"I usually have nothing to do." The Sixth Elder said with a smile, "Oh, didn't Mister Teng want to find information about a person named Yang Wang? The Rising Sun Trading Company has already found him, and the information is recorded here. "

As he spoke, he handed a thread-bound book to Teng Qingshan.

"Yang Wang?" Li Jun, Little Ping, and the youth named Yang Dong all stared at him.

Teng Qingshan took the book and started reading carefully. As he read, Teng Qingshan's understanding of Old Wang deepened.

Yang Wang was forty-three years old.

When he was young, he was a homeless beggar. Later on, he was adopted by a kind couple. However, in this chaotic world, the life of this kind couple became more and more difficult. Yang Wang was a filial son. As he grew up, he tried to earn money to take care of this couple. From an unknown place, Yang Wang obtained a secret manual of inner strength cultivation.

As his inner strength grew stronger and stronger, and he cultivated a powerful sword art diligently.

Yang Wang was able to bring his adoptive parents into Tianfeng City and became a first-class guard of a large merchant. Since then, Yang Wang's life changed, and he lived a good life. Because of this, his adoptive parents lived a good life.

Soon, the thirty-year-old Yang Wang got married. He married a beautiful wife named Wu Shuang.

Life was wonderful, and they had a son the following year.

However, the good life only lasted for two years.

Helian Haotong, the hedonistic son of the Tianfeng Clan in Tianfeng City, coveted Yang Wang's wife. While Yang Wang was escorting a large merchant to do business, Helian Haotong and Yang Wang's wife got together. Yang Wang's wife, Wu Shuang, was quite capable.

She attracted Helian Haotong, and even Helian Haotong wanted to take her as his concubine!

When Yang Wang came back and found out about it, he couldn't help but be enraged. He wanted to kill the shameless slut. However, Helian Haotong barged into the Yang Clan. When he saw the situation, he immediately sent people to protect Wu Shuang and ordered to kill all the members of the Yang Clan.

Yang Wang's adoptive parents, who couldn't resist, died on the spot. Yang Wang, who had just turned two years old, luckily escaped with his life.



"So that's how it is. His enemy is actually the Tianfeng Clan. No wonder he didn't tell me." Teng Qingshan's heart sank.

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