Now he is a third-class Lingwei, and he has to deal with some garbage that is only a first- or second-class Lingwei, which is almost no different from dealing with ordinary people, everyone is a knife, there is no difference. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The first one to rush up was no more than a first-class Lingwei, holding his long knife in both hands, his mouth wide open, and his roar was very loud, as if his output was directly proportional to the roar.

Looking at this person, Sun Ping didn't even pull out the knife, directly stretched out his left hand, used an instant step to his back, quickly grabbed the long knife in his hand, and kicked him forward.

There happened to be a man on the other side, holding the long knife tightly in both hands, and the long knife was raised flat, and he was stabbing towards this side.

Because the change was too fast, before he could retract the knife, he stabbed his companion with a knife.

With the long knife in his hand, Sun Ping slashed at the spear with his left hand, cutting off the spear not to mention, but also cutting off one of his arms.

In the face of this garbage, Sun Ping didn't even need his right hand, he could break them all and cut them all to the ground, and there was not even one who escaped.

More than 20 people, in the blink of an eye, only five minutes, dead and wounded.

Shaking off the blood on the knife casually, Sun Ping looked at a man who was wailing at his feet, and said loudly: "You are too noisy." After saying that, a knife was slashed, and it was finally quiet.

Sun Ping has never been kind to his enemies, and to be kind to them is to hurt himself, his relatives and friends, or others.

At this moment, two of the wailing people present immediately covered their mouths, trying not to make a sound. But he still couldn't escape Sun Ping's palm, and could only watch himself being pierced through the neck by a long knife.

The residents of the town all knew Sun Ping, and before today, Sun Ping was not like this in their eyes, very kind, respectful of the elderly, loving the young, and helpful. But now, he has become a murderer who does not blink, which is terrible.

Sticking the long knife into the heart of the last person, Sun Ping let go of the long knife, slowly turned around, and said with a smile: "Oops, your blood has stained my clothes, so I want to kill you." ”

Just for that reason? It's kind of ridiculous.

The strong man with the big sword looked cautious, and now he could see that Sun Ping had changed qualitatively from before.

It is rumored that he is a cultivation genius, and in his first life, he went from the first-class spiritual power when he first entered the school to the loss of spiritual power, and then in just one month, he was promoted to the second-class spiritual power and defeated Ichiro Shinkawa.

From the beginning to the end, his right hand never moved, and he kept it in his breast pocket. This alone made the strong man with the big sword look terrified.

If it were him, he would never be able to do it, this time it might be more auspicious, but what else can I do now? It can only be compared.

Holding the long knife tightly with both hands, the strong man with the big sword fantasized that his big knife would split Sun Ping's slashing knife in two, so that he would have victory in sight. Unfortunately, this situation is limited to a fantasy in the mind.

In fact, the Slasher was much tougher than the normal swords they used, and his broadsword could be cut by the Slasher.

Cold sweat began to break out on the forehead of the strong man with the big sword, and this time, he actually felt that he had to die again.

Sun Ping glanced at Takasuke Nakajima and asked, "Why are you so unlucky, why don't you kill them all?" Save so much trouble. ”

Takasuke Nakajima tried to sit up and said with a smile: "I'm a Diao Min, how can I beat them." ”

"Where's your kendo? What about your spiritual powers? Don't think I don't know, you actually have the level of the second class spiritual power of the Grim Reaper. ”

The strong man with the big sword was frightened, he didn't expect this inconspicuous guy to be a person with spiritual pressure, and he didn't notice it from the beginning to the present. Fortunately, it was tied up, and if he was allowed to jump behind his back, God knows if he would give him a knife or two.

At this time, he couldn't care about anything else, so he could only hold the big knife in his hand tightly, ready to give Sun Ping a fatal blow.

Glancing at the strong man with a big sword, Sun Ping slowly stretched out his right hand, took off Haori, threw it on Takasuke Nakajima, and said, "Such a good Haori, I don't want to get dirty." ”

The strong man with the big sword had a grim face, and felt that the possibility of Sun Ping's breakthrough was zero, because no one could break through to the third-rank Lingwei in such a short period of time, which had never been seen in history.

With a loud roar, the strong man with the big knife rushed to Sun Ping's back with an instant, and the big knife slashed down.

This time, he was faster than before, and he clearly used all his strength.

The sword flashed, and no one could see it clearly.

But just when the big knife was about to fall on the top of Sun Ping's head, he stretched out his left hand and caught the knife steadily.

Silently, the knife of the strong man with the big knife suddenly couldn't be suppressed, and when he looked closely, he was pinched in the palm of Sun Ping's left hand, and suddenly, he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood on end, and he wanted to withdraw the big knife, but failed.

Sun Ping pinched the big knife and said with a smile: "I caught it." ”

"You, you." The strong man with the big knife tried to draw the knife again, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a single bit.

"I saw them all." Sun Ping turned around slowly, and quickly pulled out the slashing knife at his waist with his right hand.

An arc moon knife light flashed, and the attention of the strong man with the big knife was all on his big knife, and his mind was shocked, and before he could react, his chest had been slashed, and blood flowed out of the wound.

The strong man with the big sword looked down at the wound on his chest, his hands trembled, and he knew that he was no longer Sun Ping's opponent.

Sun Ping let go of his broadsword and shook the blood stains off the sword.

"I'm just a thief now, I only killed you for money, please don't kill me." The strong man with the big sword realized that he was dead, and while pleading, he stepped back, preparing to use the teleportation to escape.

Sun Ping said coldly: "If I let you go back like this, what will happen to me, you know for yourself." ”

The strong man with the big sword saw the opportunity for him to speak, and immediately turned around and ran.

Sun Ping had expected that before he ran, he had already used an instant step to rush behind him. So when the strong man with the big sword turned around and ran forward, he was shocked to find that Sun Ping had arrived in front of him.

"Impossible! No way! You can't be faster than I am. The strong man with the big sword was desperate, his legs trembled, and he didn't dare to run anymore.

"Kill yourself, I don't want to kill." Sun Ping said lightly.

So many people have been killed, and the methods are extremely cruel, many people have been cut off their hands and feet first, and then they have been stabbed in the heart.

Anyway, Sun Ping is the strongest here, he can say whatever he likes, it doesn't matter.

The strong man with the big knife trembled his hands, wanting to commit suicide, but he didn't dare, and his instinct to survive made him rush to Sun Ping again.

This time, he is ready to fight with all his strength again, even if he knows that he will lose, he will fight with all his might, maybe Sun Ping will not break through?

Sun Ping turned around and slashed a knife in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Divine Wind Ignorance Flow, Jiaolong." ”

This knife was thrown out, and Sun Ping had already appeared behind the strong man with the big sword.

"Don't move, or you'll die." Standing behind the strong man with a big sword, Sun Ping slowly withdrew the sword back into its scabbard.

The strong man with the big knife didn't believe it, and immediately turned around, but he didn't think that his foot was broken, and he screamed in pain, and fell to the ground, becoming a dead body.

"That's what the breeze tastes like." Sun Ping didn't even look back, and said with a faint smile.