Inside Kawadaya.

These Nan Han's masters and the servants they brought were walking in the misty valley. Because the cold air was so hot that many servants were trembling with coldness.

"Old Park, what is this place? What are you looking for this time?"

One of the old masters of Nan Han asked in surprise.

After all, the temperature is already very strange!

"Since we have already been inside, I won't hide it from you. It's another kind of spiritual herb, called Binghan Grass, which is very suitable for the skills I practice myself. Once I can get it, my cultivation level can be further improved, and it's more than a little bit!"

Park Ji-tae couldn't help but smile.

"It can actually improve a lot!"

The other masters of Nan Han were all excited. You know, Park Ji-tae's cultivation is already extremely terrible. If he improves again, how powerful would his cultivation be!

"Old Park, then we will congratulate you in advance!"

These masters of Nan Han showed envious expressions in their eyes and said respectfully.

"You don't need to envy me. This valley bottom is very strange. Maybe you can find luck. Some herbs may also be suitable for your skills, and you can improve them."

Park Ji-tae couldn't help but smile.

These people couldn't help but smile bitterly, because this place was a cold place, and the skills that Park Ji-tae practiced were rather cold, and the herbs here were generally of little use to them.

However, what Park Ji-tae promised was not bad, and several people didn't say much.

As everyone went deeper, those who had their cultivation level below the level of the master could no longer bear it because the temperature was too cold.

Even though they had prepared equipment and put on thick insulation suits before, it was useless!

After looking at these people, Park Ji-tae immediately said, "Okay, you guys are here to wait for us!"

"Yes, Mr. Park!"

These people hurriedly hugged Park Ji-tae and said respectfully.

Park Ji-tae, with several other masters of Nan Han, continued to walk inside.

At this moment, Yang Cheng was following the traces left by Master Nan Han, looking for them. Even though the other party had tried his best to hide his whereabouts, for Yang Cheng, it was like a pediatrician.

Soon, Yang Cheng saw two Nan Han servants chatting in front of him.

Yang Cheng walked over slowly, but the two of them did not realize the coming of death.

One of the servants Nan Han said with envy, "I really hope we can go in too!"

"Don't think about it. We have only achieved a small internal strength. How can we get in?"

Another servant Nan Han shook his head helplessly and said in a low voice.

"Hey, you are following Mr. Park now. Mr. Park will give you a few tips. You will have hope for a breakthrough master in the future. How can you be like me!"

Another servant from Nan Han said enviously and jealously.

"The master is not that easy to break through. As long as I can reach the peak of my internal strength, I will be satisfied."

When this person spoke, his eyebrows were filled with endless sense of superiority. After all, not everyone can follow Park Ji-tae!

Just as the two were chatting, one of them suddenly saw a young man walking towards him. The other was dressed in an extremely ordinary manner, and the two men's faces became gloomy in an instant.

They didn't expect that they could meet people in such a wilderness!

One of them pointed at Yang Cheng and said coldly, "Friends, we are carrying out special tasks, here you can't get close!"

Yang Cheng smiled contemptuously and said lightly, "Sorry, I happen to have something to do!"

Another servant next to Park Ji-tae looked at Yang Cheng carefully and said in surprise, "It turned out to be you, you borrowed tires from us before. You dare to follow us!"

Yang Cheng didn't expect that this guy had such a good memory. It was the tire borrowed by Xu Youming and the driver at that time. Yang Cheng and Xu Caiqin looked from afar and could recognize this guy.

“The memory is pretty good!”

Yang Cheng smiled slightly and said lightly.

When the guy saw Yang Cheng admit it, he said coldly, "Boy, your friend didn't have eyes before, blocking our way and wasted our time. It was not convenient for me to take action at that time, but you dare to come here in this wilderness. It seems that you want to die here!"

"Haha, I want me to die here? Sorry, I'm here to send you on your way!"

Yang Cheng smiled contemptuously and said lightly.

"court death!"

One of the servants of Nan Han flashed his murderous intent in his eyes. Their whereabouts had to be kept secret when they came to China. Now, there was something in the deserted place, even if they killed a few Chinese people, no one noticed it.

And this guy claims to be a small internal strength, and killing an ordinary person like Yang Cheng is simply a good idea!

In an instant, the guy roared past and grabbed Yang Cheng with his palm, hoping to capture Yang Cheng alive directly with his own strength.

However, facing the capture of Nan Han's servant, a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of Yang Cheng's mouth.

"I have a small internal strength and dare to attack me, and I'm looking for death!"

Yang Cheng did not have any extra movements, but just a light punch, which hit the guy directly on the chest. The man didn't even make a scream. His whole body flew backwards and hit the big tree next to him. After making a dull sound, the guy fell to the ground, and a huge fist mark appeared on his chest, and blood kept bursting out to the outside.

This person was killed by Yang Cheng with one blow!

After seeing these scenes, another servant Nan Han couldn't help but tremble with fear. He said tremblingly, "You, do you know who I am? Tell you that the same group of people we came here are all terrible big shots, and they are not something you can provoke. If you dare to kill me, you will die."

"Oh, I'm very curious. I don't know, what big names are there in this group of people you come?"

Yang Cheng couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"They are our masters of Nan Han, and the leader is Master Park Ji-tae, the master of Nan Han. Do you know what kind of people you are offending?"

The guy looked at Yang Cheng tremblingly and said loudly.

"Park Ji-tae? I didn't expect that he actually came!"

Park Ji-tae's message appeared in Yang Cheng's mind. Of course, he knew that Park Ji-tae's strength was, and the powerful master of Nan Han's previous few masters.
Chapter completed!