When Xiaoyan's voice came, Ang Fei's face trembled. He looked at Ang Fei with an incredible gaze and said tremblingly, "You, what did you say?"

"I said, our chief instructor is back, let's go!"

Nian Xiaoyan's face turned cold and she said in a low voice.

"well!"

Ang Fei was extremely surprised. Logically speaking, Nan Han's masters have passed, especially Park Ji-tae. His cultivation is extremely terrifying, at least he is a great master of martial arts. Park Ji-tae is also preparing to summon other masters. So many masters meet Yang Cheng, it is impossible for Yang Cheng to come back.

"Is it because he didn't dare to go after he met him and came back secretly?"

Ang Fei pondered for a few seconds, treating this as the only explanation.

Now the entire military camp is extremely busy, and they are building bases and the like. In the temporary command post, Yang Cheng looked calm. He had just sent the ice grass to the land of smoke and cold water.

As expected, the ice-cold grass quickly returned to normal, and Yang Cheng felt relieved.

Lin Qi next to him said respectfully, "Chief Instructor, will this trip go smoothly?"

"Well, I encountered some minor troubles, but I've all done it."

Yang Cheng said lightly.

Of course, if Lin Qi knew that Yang Cheng’s so-called minor trouble was Nan Han’s seven great masters, and the leader was Park Ji-tae, the martial arts master, he would definitely be shocked.

Soon, Nian Xiaoyan brought Ang Fei over. At this moment, Ang Fei's face was pale and his aura was extremely weak. After being seriously injured by Yang Cheng, he was sealed by Yang Cheng again. Ang Fei had no chance to heal.

"General Yang!"

Ang Fei couldn't help but smile, but he had already hated Yang Cheng to death.

"Hahaha, thank you fellow Daoist Angfei. If it weren't for fellow Daoist Angfei providing information this time, I would have really missed the match with Binghan Grass. Don't worry, I will give you a decent way to end."

Yang Cheng was in a good mood at this moment and said with a smile to Ang Fei.

"Ah? You, you got the ice grass?"

Ang Fei asked in disbelief when he heard Yang Cheng's words.

"Of course."

Yang Cheng smiled faintly and said in a low voice.

"How is it possible? How can you get it? You, you lied to me!"

Ang Fei was almost sad at this moment. His conspiracy failed and Yang Cheng even got the ice grass, which made Ang Fei very desperate!

"Hmph, who is our chief instructor? Do you need to lie to you? The chief instructor just now has put the cold grass into the land of smoke, clouds and cold water."

When Lin Qi saw that Ang Fei dared to question Yang Cheng, he couldn't help but look gloomy and shouted loudly.

And Ang Fei was almost angry at this moment. He wanted Yang Cheng to die. Even if Yang Cheng didn't die, at least he wouldn't get the ice sheep!

But now, Yang Cheng not only had nothing to do, but also got the ice frost grass, which made Ang Fei very disappointed.

"Damn it, this brat's luck is really great. Why didn't he meet Park Ji-tae and the others?"

Ang Fei couldn't help but curse in his heart, secretly sighing at Yang Cheng's good luck.

Yang Cheng had already known Ang Fei’s mind before. After all, Ang Fei is also an old fox. He couldn’t help but sneer, “What? Fellow Daoist Ang Fei, are you very disappointed?”

"No, no, I just envy General Yang for his good luck!"

Ang Fei said hurriedly with a smile.

"Haha, good luck? Fellow Daoist Aung Fei, have you known that Park Ji-tae and the others wanted this thing long ago? I deliberately let me go there, so I can kill someone by borrowing a knife?"

Yang Cheng couldn't help but sneer and said disdainfully.

"No, no, it's a complete misunderstanding. I just said that this trip may be very dangerous, not to mention that you haven't met Park Ji-tae and the others, are you back safely? But General Yang is really impressed by how he took out the things under Park Ji-tae and the others' noses. If you meet them, you may be seriously injured."

Ang Fei immediately said with a smile.

"Is that so? Is Park Ji-tae very awesome?"

Yang Cheng looked at Ang Fei jokingly, as if he was looking at a fool.

And Ang Fei couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, Park Ji-tai Na-han's martial arts master, he has to bring at least a lot of masters here this time. Anyone who encounters it will feel desperate."

"Sorry, Park Ji-tae is dead!"

Yang Cheng smiled awkwardly and said lightly.

"What?"

Ang Fei's expression was quite normal, but after Yang Cheng finished saying this, Ang Fei was shocked and looked at Yang Cheng in disbelief and said, "How is it possible? How could Park Ji-tae die?"

"It's not just Park Ji-tae, Kim Zai-joo, Lee Myung-hong and all seven masters were killed by me. Fellow Daoist Aung Fei, are you particularly disappointed?"

Yang Cheng looked at Ang Fei with a smile, picked up a cup of tea from the table, tasted it gently, and said lightly.

After hearing this, Ang Fei's whole body trembled. Those seven masters, Park Ji-tae, Kim Zai-joo and other seven masters, were all dead in Yang Cheng's palm.

He felt his scalp numb, and just gold and beads were enough to compete with Ang Fei, let alone Park Ji-tae!

As a result, all of them were killed by Yang Cheng.

"Fellow Daoist Ang Fei, no one dares to make conspiracies in front of me. What should you do if you dare to design me? Do you want to taste the latest poison of the insect-eating heart that I have developed?"

Yang Cheng's face couldn't help but sank. The peak pressure of the martial arts master on his body instantly burst out, his eyes staring at Ang Fei like a devil returning from hell, and he couldn't help but shout loudly.

"General Yang, it's all misunderstandings, all misunderstandings. I, like this, I still have several medicine gardens in Wu Kingdom, which contain many rare herbs. I will write you the location, which I have collected over the years!"

When Ang Fei heard Yang Cheng's poison of the heart-eating poison, his whole body couldn't help but tremble. The terrifying scene appeared in his mind. Even if he was a master, he didn't want to bear such pain!

"Okay, Nian Xiaoyan, come here with paper and pen, let fellow Daoist Ang Fei tell it out, you can record it."

Yang Cheng's face was gloomy and he shouted loudly.

Nian Xiaoyan immediately prepared paper and pen. Ang Fei did not hesitate at all and said it quickly. After a moment, Nian Xiaoyan recorded it.

Yang Cheng immediately smiled and said, "Didn't you lie to me?"

"No, no, absolutely not this time. Please give me a decent way to die. Don't use this insect-eating poison!"

Ang Fei said hurriedly with a smile.
Chapter completed!