Wang Ping'an rushed towards the masked man in black like a cannonball, shot like lightning, and slapped the other party's face.

That's right, the other party doesn't give him face, he wants to ruin the other party's face.

If this slap is hit, it will not only ruin the opponent's face, but may also destroy the opponent's head.

"You dare to meddle in our Wudang...... I'll block it, I'll block it again......" The masked man knew that he had missed his mouth, and his mind turned sharply, and he actually thought of a suitable homophone.

Bang bang bang, a few dull fists and kicks, the wind was agitated, the air was whistling, and the sand and dust rose to the sky, which was extremely terrifying and spectacular.

The masked man took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood, but Wang Ping'an did not move.

That's strength.

"It doesn't matter if you are Wudang or Maoshan, since you don't give me face, then welcome my storm. Wang Ping'an said, posing in an offensive posture.

The masked man was startled, and glanced at the companion behind him who was fighting fiercely with Luo Chuan and his wife, at least three or four feet away from here, and he couldn't help himself for a while.

He underestimated Wang Ping'an's strength, so he could only put on a defensive posture, hoping that his companions would solve the Luochuan couple and then help him.

It's just that Wang Ping'an didn't rush forward as he expected, but he saw a transparent wave suddenly appear in the space, as if something invisible appeared in front of him.

"This—this is ...... Soul Attack?"

He only had time to think about it when the wave suddenly dispersed, holding his body firmly there, as if there was a transparent shackle.

"You've actually cultivated to the point of condensing your mind, and you're going to attack with your divine soul?" the masked man was shocked and opened his mouth, wanting to say what was in his heart.

It's a pity that his body is completely frozen, and his mouth can't move, like petrification, at the mercy of others.

However, Wang Ping'an's physical body can't be moved, the soul is out of the body, and the physical body is only hiding from the shell, unless the cultivation reaches the late stage of concentrating, or the golden pill period of the unity of spirit and flesh, can the body be simply moved while the soul is out of the body.

At this time, with the help of teammates, the masked man can be cut in half with a single sword.

It's a pity that Luo Chuan and his wife were surrounded and beaten, and self-protection is a problem, so how can they have the extra strength to jump over to help Wang Ping'an.

Gu Qingcheng stood in the distance, hesitating, not knowing whether to make a move.

Because before Wang Ping'an jumped out just now, he told her to just let her stand and watch the play, don't join the battle, and don't get hurt.

However, seeing this excellent opportunity, she couldn't help it.

The person was like a shock, like a flying immortal outside the sky, floating away, and instantly came to the front of the masked man, and the snow-white jade fingers, with a slight click, were pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

Burst.

Like the sound of a watermelon breaking, a finger-sized bloody hole appeared in the center of the masked man's eyebrows, and there was also a small hole in the back of his head.

The energy of his fingertips passed through his head, killing him instantly.

"This, this is the legendary Lingxi Finger, and I am satisfied to die under this finger. ”

This was said by Wang Ping'an, because the Internet saw it, forcibly made up his brain, and added a loud move to this finger.

The masked man fell to the ground with a thud, his body twitching, his throat purring, as if he wanted to say something.

Perhaps, he was blaming Wang Ping'an for robbing him of his last line.

After all, in TV and movies, before people die, they will say one or two cruel words.

Don't even say the last word, is this a human thing?

Satisfied, satisfied with your sister!

I'm going to say, that's not the case, are you?

It's a pity that his eyes are dark, and he is completely plunged into boundless darkness.

When a person dies like a lamp goes out, he has no ideas.

Gu Qingcheng gave Wang Ping'an a roll of his eyes, and said coquettishly: "What kind of spiritual rhino finger, don't mess with the name, whoever has a finger full of spiritual energy can smash people's heads." ”

"I usually choose to use my fists to smash the enemy's head. The fist area is large, and the aura instilled is also more. Wang Ping'an explained.

"My head is broken, how can I see his face clearly?"

"You seem to have a lot of point. Wang Ping'an said, pulling off the black cloth of the deceased's face.

Thinking that his death was too ugly, he didn't bother to distinguish it, so he pulled his hair and shouted to the people who were still fighting over there: "Hey, pause for a few minutes, you can help me identify it, do you know this guy?"

Due to brain damage, this person's expression before death was extremely distorted, and his facial features were somewhat deformed.

However, those people turned their heads and saw that even if it was only for half a second, they recognized this person.

"Nangong Zhao, he is the Nangong Zhao of the Wudang faction, I just felt like him, these Wudang descendants, really want to kill me completely! What's wrong with me being an illegitimate child, should an illegitimate child die? I must tell my father about this matter, and let my father give me justice. ”

Luo Chuan shouted angrily, taking advantage of the stunned efforts of the other three masked people, he pulled his wife Yu Ping, and fled to Wang Ping'an.

They felt that staying next to Wang Ping'an would make it safer.

The masked man did not flee, and one of them said gloomily: "Bastard son doesn't deserve to die, damn it, your cultivation talent is much stronger than your two elder brothers, for the sake of Wudang's stability and future, you must die." ”

Another person said: "What's even more hateful is that the head of the sect is too partial, and he wants to train you to be the successor of Wudang all these years, and wants you to be the next head of the Wudang faction! It's ridiculous, you are an illegitimate child, what qualifications do you have to be our head?"

The last masked man, waving his sword, pointed at Wang Ping'an and the others, and said: "Since you have discovered our identity, then we have to send you on the road together, may there be no Wudang in heaven!"

After speaking, he threw a pill into his mouth, and in an instant his skin became red, the bloodshot in his eyes skyrocketed, and the whole person suddenly grew more than half a foot taller, and the muscles on his body began to bulge.

The other two did the same, throwing a pill into their mouths, completing the improvement of their strength, and screaming with excitement like a saint seiya transformed.

"Go die, you all die together! force us to take the Pill of Bliss across the border, you will definitely die a miserable death, hey, hey!"

They waved the weapons in their hands, feeling the strength of their bodies climbing, and the reaction was obviously painful, but it made them enjoy a different kind of refreshing feeling.

"They recognized the identity of the Wudang monk in this way?" Wang Ping'an threw the corpse in his hand and asked Gu Qingcheng beside him, "Did you record the video just now?" ”

"Not only did it be recorded, but it was also posted in the WeChat group, even if this phone was accidentally destroyed, someone would make this video public!" Gu Tingcheng replied.

"Xiu, you are so good!" Wang Ping'an gave her a thumbs up.

Poof, Luo Chuan and his wife couldn't help it, and actually laughed.

On such a serious occasion, they can still laugh, they must not have been rigorously trained.

The three masked men were stunned, stopped screaming, and couldn't laugh.

It's not terrible that their operation failed this time, but the terrible thing is that if their words just now get out, many people in Wudang will be unlucky. In particular, the other two heads of the family they support will completely fall out of favor.