Wang Ping's eyes had been turned blood-red by the fierce aura, and there was a low roar similar to that of a beast in his throat.

The body is slightly curved, and it really looks a little terrifying and wild.

"I admire people with courage, but often, people with courage don't live long!" Wang Ping snorted coldly, shooting out like thunder and lightning, and the long sword in his hand slashed across the sky and chopped the slightest raindrops.

A sword pierced through Tang Ming's brow.

The ferocious aura erupted along the surrounding space, impacting the surrounding and everyone's faces.

The seniors who had a little insight all leaked puzzled faces, and looked at the monk Dajue from a distance, as if they wanted to see a trace of the answer from the face of the monk Dajue.

"This, the two Zen temples should not have such fierce martial arts. ”

"Definitely not, I guess that this martial art may have been obtained by Wang Ping at the same time as obtaining the Thirteen Swords of Death, it is really a terrifying martial art, and it can actually make the cultivation of a Tianxuan powerhouse improve a small realm. I just don't know what the aftermath is?"

Someone whispered, maybe it was because Wang Ping was originally evil and fierce, but now he has made such a fierce move again, and it doesn't seem so abrupt.

Under such a sharp sword, Tang Ming did not dare to slack off at all, and when the sword blade stabbed over, he decisively moved drunk and took a step forward to grab Wang Ping's wrist.

It's a pity that with the help of the Eye of Shura, the world around him slowed down, and Tang Ming's own body couldn't move in advance in this world.

Tang Ming was secretly surprised, this situation would appear, it means that now Wang Ping's speed has exceeded the limit of what he can understand, even with the help of the Eye of Shura, Tang Ming's vision and thinking can keep up with Wang Ping's speed, but now, his can't keep up at all, how long has this situation not been encountered?

In my impression, in the battle with Xu Feiyang in the Xiaoyao faction, he swallowed the elixir he got from the Nine Quests Mystery Cave. Able to allow himself to obtain superhuman status for a short period of time.

But at that time, even if he obtained the superhuman state, it was very difficult to avoid Xu Feiyang's sword, and that time he almost exhausted all the aura in his body, so he gambled on Xu Feiyang.

But at that time, when fighting against Xu Feiyang, he could still have a little bit of gambling.

However, standing in front of him now was a man who wanted to kill him completely, and it was impossible to play tricks with such a man.

What Tang Ming can do now is to grasp every moment of the other party's shot, seize the opportunity of that moment, and use all the vitality of drunkenness. Victory was all in that moment.

"Whoosh......" Although at that moment, Tang Ming had rehearsed what would happen in the next moment hundreds of times in his mind, but when Tang Ming's arm grabbed Wang Ping's wrist, it was still half a minute slower, and in the end, Tang Ming's failed to grasp Wang Ping's wrist, but buckled on Wang Ping's forearm, and the next moment, Tang Ming could see that the expression on Wang Ping's face became ridiculous one after another.

"What's the matter, junior brother, can't keep up with my speed, it's too slow, your speed is too slow!" Wang Ping said as he spoke, the sword move in his hand changed a little, and the blade was very light

Yi threw it into the sky, and then Wang Ping buckled Tang Ming with a backhand, and his left hand buckled Tang Ming's collarbone like thunder and lightning, so that Tang Ming's aura operation was extremely strong, even if Tang Ming had a shocking aura at this moment, he would definitely not be able to escape Wang Ping's blockade.

It seems to be just an extremely simple locking skill, and it has no damage to the human body itself, but the real killing move is not in Wang Ping's hands, but in the fact that Wang Ping threw it into the sky on the rotating blade.

At this time, the blade of the sword spun in mid-air, cutting off the tiniest droplets of water in the sky, and rushed straight down Tang Ming's throat.

"Cut your throat!" Wang Ping snorted coldly, this move was one of the few killer moves among the thirteen deadly swords.

Even though there was still a distance of more than ten meters, Tang Ming, who was firmly locked by Wang Ping, could feel the fierce sword qi coming from above the blade.

He knew that if he couldn't break free from Wang Ping's shackles, he was afraid that in the next moment, his life would really be entrusted to this pair of platforms.

"Die!"

"It's not that easy!" Tang Ming twisted his body with all his might, and at the same time, the Immortal Shura condensed into a pitch-black vortex behind him, frantically absorbing the aura on the other party's body, as well as the earthly evil qi from the winning demon.

Sure enough, when Wang Ping felt that the earth-shattering qi on his chest was being rapidly absorbed by Tang Ming, he was immediately startled, and the hands that were holding Tang Ming's body shrank out of instinct.

And Tang Ming also took advantage of this short gap to adjust his body, even if he couldn't dodge the long sword that stabbed straight down from the sky, but he also twisted his body, dodged the fatal blow, and let the long sword stick into his lower abdomen, which finally completely broke free from Wang Ping's shackles.

His feet slammed into the ground, pulling his body out of the way.

"Hehe, boy, I have to say, your little tricks are very interesting, but you know, in the face of absolute strength, all your little tricks have no effect!" Wang Ping sneered and pointed to the long sword stuck in Tang Ming's lower abdomen. The playful look in his eyes was even thicker.

Tang Ming gritted his teeth. Stretching out his hands, he pulled out the long sword that was stuck in his lower abdomen, touched the blood on it, and then activated the invisible fire, which melted the blade in an instant.

"Absolute strength, in my opinion, you are just a child's trick!" Tang Ming casually put the hilt of his sword in the ruins of the platform, and the meaning of ridicule was unusually clear.

Wang Ping's head had an extremely obvious angry green tendon burst out, and the next moment it was already a roar of gritted teeth: "Abominable boy, repent in fear!"

When the words fell, the viscous aura in Wang Ping's body began to gather, condensed in front of him like a vortex in the sea, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a statue of Shura that was thirty meters high, Shura opened his big mouth, and his mouth spewed out golden light.

"Is it the true aspect of the aura?" Someone immediately gasped and unconsciously took a step back. It's not that their psychological tolerance is poor, it's really that Wang Ping's aura is too terrifying.

"Seventh Senior Uncle, logically speaking, the powerhouses of the Tianxuan Realm have already restrained their spiritual energy in their bodies, and they have reached a return to their roots

Realm, this is equivalent to merging with the aura essence into one, and the combat effectiveness will also be greatly improved! But now why does Wang Ping want to release the aura essence again, is it simply to use the aura essence to scare the little brother Bi Fang?" Bitong looked at the aura in the sky, and there was some deep thought.

The Seventh Master smiled meaningfully: "What you said is just an ordinary situation, but Wang Ping's situation is different, the aura nature of his cultivation is the essence of the advanced aura of the Xuan level, and the aura of this level can no longer reach the realm of returning to the true in the Tianxuan realm, and forcibly taking it into the body is also a kind of restraint on his body, and now Wang Ping has untied this layer of shackles, and now his combat strength will definitely welcome a substantial ascension again!"

Bi Ping opened his mouth, pulled the arm of the seventh senior uncle a little anxiously, and then asked, "Then the seventh senior uncle?

"Hehe, Bifang boy, there are Bifang boy's own means, we don't have to worry too much!" Uncle Seventh was very confident in Tang Ming.

The third uncle in front sneered: "Hehe!" Then he slowly turned his head and said: "What are you talking about your own means?" Old Seven, I think you still don't have to worry, this show has just begun!"

Sure enough, when Wang Ping's Shura giant took shape, its momentum was still making a substantial leap. The reason for this leap came from the aura of earth evil that emanated from Wang Ping's body.

And the aura of the earth evil is getting stronger and stronger, and the coercion of the Shura is getting thicker and heavier.

Finally, when the earth-shattering qi on Wang Ping's body was completely fused with his spiritual energy, that kind of heavy energy stopped the pace of improvement.

"How, little miscellaneous pieces, this is the real strength, I'm going to let you see now, what is fear, what is pain!" Wang Ping's voice came from the huge aura essence, and followed the aura essence, and the scarlet palm slapped towards Tang Ming fiercely across the fifteen-meter height, before the aura arrived, the strong wind driven by this palm alone made the faces of the audience who had been slightly admitted numb.

And directly below, the platform where Tang Ming was standing was directly beaten into powder under this slap, and the powder around was wet with raindrops, as if a huge mud pit had been formed, and no one could see what happened to Tang Ming in the mud pit!

"Hehe, boy, are you dead?" Wang Ping sneered, and then prepared to walk off the platform.

At this moment, even Xing Cai'er, who had always had the ultimate confidence in Tang Ming, couldn't help but clench her little hands, and her little face was even more pale.

The power of this blow was also mixed with the smell of Huading, if this attack fell on her body, she would definitely not be able to catch it, even if Tang Ming was an injured senior, but the injuries on his body had not recovered after all.

Now it is really difficult for him to face such a big guy.

"Come on, Tang Ming!" Now Xing Cai'er can only clench her fists lightly and pray to Tang Ming in her heart,

"Death, Wang Ping, your conclusion is a little too early. In the black mud, Tang Ming's voice was transmitted extremely loudly as if it was a transmission for thousands of miles.

At the same time, a large black hand rushed out of the mud and into the sky.

At this moment, it was like the god of war reappearing!