"Ah......h

"Kill ......"

"You bullied me before, and now I want revenge!"

Jin Jiao was leisurely gnawing on the dog's leg while drinking, in front of him was a square, where a fierce competition was going on, not only those who were seventeen, eighteen or twenty years old were fighting, but even those six-year-old children were fighting.

If Jin Jiao's teaching method is seen by the parents of these children, I don't know how distressing it will be, but this is also a must, if you want to harvest, how can there be a reason not to pay, without such cruel training, some of these people can't even find a sense of qi, let alone cultivation.

On the top of training others, ten is not an opponent of Jin Jiao, this guy has lived for endless years, he has seen through everything, if he wants not to be bullied, he can only work hard to improve his cultivation, only if he is strong, others will not dare to bully you, otherwise he deserves to be bullied.

Among these people, the most diligent cultivators are those young people in Longzhai, they really feel the feeling that they are about to be beaten if they are backward, if they have strong cultivation, how can they come here uprooted?

However, after this period of time and everyone get along, these people in Longzhai have gradually adapted to the environment here, compared with their hometown, it is safer, more harmonious, and the environment is also good, much better than the icy environment of their hometown.

Forty days later, Wang Ping finally woke up from his realization, and there were three more blood-colored veins flying in the sea of knowledge, like three blood-colored dragons.

For Wang Ping, this retreat can be regarded as a spiritual sublimation, and he has a new understanding of the mysterious avenue between heaven and earth.

The moment he stood up, the entire dojo trembled slightly, but he soon regained his calm, even Wang Ping himself didn't expect to get a wisp of the inheritance of killing the emperor here, it can be said that it was a coincidence to the extreme.

Walking out of the Emperor Killing Dojo, Wang Ping only took one step, and the person came to the square in the city, as if he had directly crossed the restrictions of space.

However, he knew that with his cultivation, it was almost impossible to reverse the space and penetrate into the cultivation realm, and he still had a long, long way to go, unless he reached the realm of killing the emperor supreme.

After coming to the square, Wang Ping was stunned by the scene in front of him, as if he had come to the martial arts arena of Shaolin Temple, more than 3,000 people formed a sea of people, these people were working hard to catch and kill, and it seemed that they had done their best, except that they did not attack the fatal parts, it was almost a battle of life and death.

On a recliner in the distance, Jin Jiao was comfortably basking in the sun, probably a little drunk, the smell of alcohol, and even snoring from time to time.

Although this tyrant-like instructor fell asleep, none of these people dared to slack off, lest Jin Jiao was pretending, and this guy used this hand to deceive many students who thought they were very smart.

Of course, those students who were caught by it were inevitably tortured to death, so even if Jin Jiao really fell asleep, they didn't dare to be lazy, God knows if this time was another test?

"What are you doing here? Stop me, don't go to production, and have fun fighting in groups here? ”

At this time, a cold voice came from the sky, Wang Ping looked up, and just in time to see Mo Chuan's handsome poker face.

Seeing that Wang Ping was also there, Mo Chuan was obviously stunned, in his eyes, the current Wang Ping seemed to have changed a little compared with the original, but he couldn't say where the specific changes were, it was just a mysterious feeling.

But seeing that Wang Ping has been more than forty days and there is still nothing wrong, it is strange that Mo Chuan's face can be good-looking, what is going on? Could it be that he didn't go to the dojo?

Mo Chuan couldn't have imagined that Wang Ping not only went to the dojo, but also had a retreat there for forty days, and now he had just come back for no more than ten minutes, and it was too coincidental for him to come, and Wang Ping was still in retreat in the Emperor Killing Dojo ten minutes earlier.

"Wang Ping, it's not right for you to do this, as a lord, you don't let these strong laborers do labor, but let them fight here, you lord is very unqualified! Shall I declare the Emperor to take back your fief? ”

Although Wang Ping is now the lord, after all, the Mo family has a very deep foundation in the dynasty, and this place has been ruled by the Mo family for many years, under his prestige, these people unconsciously stopped and made way for him.

"Whatever you want, now this is my territory, you trespassed on my territory without passing through my Yunxi, and now it is legal for me to take you down, you actually came to teach me a lesson, are you tired of living?"

After these forty days of retreat, Wang Ping's heart has also changed a little, becoming more ruthless, and when he said this, a looming murderous aura had locked on Mo Chuan's body.

"Huh, it's up to you? I let you have one hand, you are not my opponent, don't think that you can run even if you have any ability, I want to kill you and you have no chance at all, and dare to use murderous energy to lock me? ”

Mo Chuan naturally felt that Wang Ping locked himself with murderous aura, his eyes stood up suddenly, his fierce gaze was like a jackal, and his own anger naturally burst out.

In his opinion, the reason why Wang Ping received such treatment was nothing more than urging the secret technique to save the rainbow princess in a desperate way, if it was about real combat power, he could kill him with one finger.

With the voice, Mo Chuan really slapped Wang Ping's face, and the speed was not fast, he was waiting for Wang Ping to block, as long as he dared to block, he would beat the nobles, even if he killed him on the spot, no one would say anything.

There is also an important reason for Mo Chuan to be a killer, he is the nephew of the prime minister of the Colorful Dynasty, and the prime minister has no son, Princess Rainbow is the sister of the emperor, if he can catch up with Princess Rainbow, at least his position in the dynasty will be unbreakable in the future.

However, Princess Rainbow thinks very highly of herself, she disdains him at all, and sometimes even sarcastically mocks him, but since Wang Ping came, Princess Rainbow has been very good to him, and Mo Chuan has already knocked over the vinegar jar.

When he saw Mo Chuan trying to draw himself at an unhappy speed, Wang Ping immediately understood his thoughts, but he really didn't care, it was a big deal.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Wang Ping didn't move, not even blinking his eyes, but Mo Chuan looked shocked and couldn't believe it, because Wang Ping came first, and when he was just halfway through his slap, Wang Ping's slap had already made intimate contact with his cheek.