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"Oh?"

Mu Ping raised his eyebrows.

"So, whoever has the big fist will be justified?"

He exerted force under his feet, and with a "poof" sound, his ordinary head was like a rotten watermelon, which was trampled to pieces by him at once, and red and white flowed all over the ground.

"Shaft, you dare!"

In front of Jiang Jianyang, the elder of his Ping family, he trampled on the head of the son, which was not only a slap in the face, but also a never-ending rhythm, I have to say that this kid must have eaten the ambition and swallowed the leopard's gall.

"Crazy, outright crazy!"

The middle-aged female elder of the Zhou family pulled Zhou Wan'er's arm and threw her aside.

Her original thoughts were the same as Zhou Wan'er, such a young master was something that their Zhou family needed to try their best to win over, which Cheng thought, this kid didn't give any face, this was okay, and he also killed the second son of the Ping family of the Nine Great Families, no matter what, this kid is afraid that he will want to gain a foothold in Moro City in the future, what is the use of asking him?

"Wan'er, go home!"

She let out a loud shout and joined the warband.

At this moment, Jiang Jianyang and Mu Ping were fighting together.

The other seven elders surrounded them.

"Boy, if the old man doesn't kill you with his own hands today, he will not be a man!"

Jiang Jianyang is almost crazy, just as Zhou Jingru thought, Mu Ping killed the second son of the Ping family in front of him, how can he explain to Ping Nantian, the head of the Ping family?

When he got the news, he was ordered to save people, not to harm people!

"Look at the palm!"

Jiang Jianyang shouted, the long white beard was windless, and the momentum of his whole body soared sharply, and soon soared to the peak of the earth immortal, and a palm shadow with a large grinding disc carried a strong wind from the sky.

The shadow of the palm exuded a palpitating coercion, like a mountain that could press a large hole in the ground.

"In the clutches of the devil?"

Mu Ping frowned slightly, "This was originally something that only existed in the cultivation realm, how could this old thing be?"

But at this time, there is no time to think about it.

"Break it for me!"

He also roared, and his right palm swung out, and a force split Huashan, and the palm shadow with a diameter of two meters was aimed at Jiang Jianyang and his demon palm, and he slashed over.

It was he who performed the first of the three forms of subduing demons - cracking

Mountain.

"Boom, boom!"

The two palms collided, as if a small nuclear bomb had been dropped, with a deafening sound, and with the two of them as the center, a powerful residual force wave/wave/pattern/spread out in all directions.

Everywhere I went, all the chairs and pillars turned to powder.

Fortunately, the 5,000 bidders, as well as Fluttershy and Zhou Wan'er, have already withdrawn and watched from afar, otherwise they would have to perish at this moment.

And the other eight elders, including Zhou Jingru, plucked up their internal forces one after another, forming a shield one after another.

Rao is like this, they also slipped out thirty meters on the spot, only then did they stabilize their figures, as for the Huoda who couldn't move, and the ordinary corpse, they had already turned into meat powder all over the sky.

A thick bloody aura diffused, adding a lot of tragic aura to this place out of thin air.

"Boom!"

The entire auction hall finally couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed, leaving a cloud of dust.

"Strong, it's too strong!"

Jiang Jianyang stood stunned in place, his eyes staring at Mu Ping, at this moment his head was erected, most of his beard had fallen off, and the gray cloth robe on his body was already inextricably linked, as if he had been robbed.

On the other hand, Mu Ping, with his hands behind his back, his chin slightly raised, playfully looked at the old man opposite, his clothes were as good as new, as if nothing had happened, and as soon as the dust reached the top of his head, he automatically slid away.

"Let's go together, we must kill this kid today, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Jiang Jianyang shouted at the other eight elders, and took out a Xueliang long knife from the ring.

The knife was snow-white, the light could shine, and the cold air spread from above, and there were countless souls roaring and howling inside, and before they could perform any moves, they made people feel a chill in their backs.

"Five-grade real weapon?"

Mu Ping's eyes lit up, and he was worried that he didn't have a weapon to take advantage of in this doomsday god realm, but he didn't expect someone to send one.

Is this the rhythm of someone giving a pillow when you want to sleep?

It's not that the Cold Moon Divine Knife can't be taken out of the Na Ring and used, but there are ready-made ones, who bothers to do that, besides, what if the Cold Moon Divine Knife can't be used here?

To put it bluntly, what he came in was just a soul body, and the Cold Moon Divine Knife was too heavy, and he didn't know if he could play it.

Entering this Doomsday God Realm, he felt that his Yuan Force seemed to run much slower, and he couldn't even swing two-thirds of his power

It's a strange thing to come out.

"Elder Jiang, we're here to help you!"

Except for Zhou Wan'er's aunt, Zhou Jingru, the great elder of the Zhou family, who didn't move, the other seven monks jumped over directly, showed their weapons one after another, and surrounded Mu Ping in it.

Known as the Nine Great Elders, of course, they are all god-like beings of various families, how can they not be armed to the teeth?

Therefore, the weapons in their hands are basically fourth-grade and fifth-grade real weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and they all have them.

Seeing Zhou Jingru hesitating, Jiang Jianyang glared at her fiercely, but he didn't reproach her.

"Are you sure you want to be the enemy of Ben Shao?"

Mu Ping glanced at everyone.

"Boy, what's wrong? Are you scared? Grandma told you that it's late!"

A middle-aged female cultivator with triangular eyes spoke sharply, her appearance was absolutely not flattering, and she definitely had a fight with the exterminator in the room.

"Afraid?"

Mu Ping raised his eyebrows, "In Ben Shao's dictionary, there has never been a fear of words!"

The corners of his mouth hooked, "Ben Shao doesn't want your actions to bring unnecessary trouble to your family!"

"Hahaha! I'm still thinking about others when I'm dying, and my aunt and grandmother are also drunk!"

The middle-aged female cultivator laughed dissolutely, "I'm not afraid to tell you that my aunt and grandmother are from the Wu family, and if you can get out alive today, my aunt's surname will be written backwards!"

"Is the Wu family very powerful?"

Mu Ping touched his nose, "Ben Shao has written it down, it's here, the first one to go to your house for a walk!"

"Coax!"

Watching the excitement has never been afraid of big things, as soon as he heard that Mu Ping wanted to go to the Wu family for a stroll, he suddenly burst into laughter.

What is the Wu family?

That is the existence of the second largest family after the Hei family, not to mention the hidden dragon and crouching tiger, but it is not something that the mayfly in front of him can shake.

This kid is saying this, it's a fool's dream!

"Hahaha!"

Wu Hui almost burst into tears of laughter, "It's up to you, you still want to go to our Wu family for a walk, it's not too funny! You don't even know how to pass the level in front of you, and you still think that in the future, you have seen stupid people, but your aunt and grandmother have never seen you so stupid!"

"Really?"

Mu Ping shook his neck, and his bones made a "click, click" sound. It's as if you have suddenly woken up from your meditation.