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Qiu Tiecheng sat on the ground and looked at his right hand, which had just been bandaged, and felt that everything in front of him was so unreal. The people around him seemed to be looking at him with disdain, and the mocking gaze confirmed that Li Bai's sword just now was indeed on his sword-holding wrist. Originally, when I was fighting, I knew that I might not be able to win, but when I was really defeated, I still couldn't stand it psychologically.

He has been in the Shuzhong Sword Sect for many years, and since he sat in the position of the hall master, he has no longer done anything with others. After today's defeat, the confidence of being a master for many years almost collapsed with Li Bai's sword being slashed. The table where I was drinking just now was naturally shameless and sat back again.

Suddenly, a strange feeling flooded through my heart, as if hostile rather than hostile, and without the sharpness of killing intent. Following that indescribable feeling, he looked up, and then saw Li Ping's eyes as indifferent as water.

At this time, in Li Ping's eyes, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be all still.

Everyone, including Chu Yidao and Li Bai, who were fighting in front of them, were all pulled away from their senses. Li Ping's eyes only saw Shang Weidun holding Qiu Tiecheng with his injured arm on the ground.

The seventh order, for Li Ping, is an existence that looks up to the mountains.

To put it mildly, an injured seventh-order, even if he is restrained by himself, that abundant internal force can still kill himself with his buttocks.

It's just that this injured master is now restless?

So, Li Ping moved.

The strength starts from the hand Taiyin lung meridian, the hand Yang Ming large intestine meridian, and the hand Yin Bao Heart meridian, the true qi is in the three meridians, circulating back and forth, slowly but abundantly, and the acupoints on the three meridians are all mobilized.

I can't tell if it was the energy that drove the body or the consciousness that took Qiu Tiecheng drove the body.

Iron chisel, pierced out.

Without killing intent, Qiu Tiecheng saw Li Ping's eyes for a moment, and the arrival of the iron drill was very natural. Naturally, like a naughty child reaching out to fold a morning glory with dewdrops, it is naturally like a scholar dipping a brush in thick ink and lifting his wrist on rice paper lightly...... Naturally, it looks like a lot of things, but it's not like a sword stabbed by a swordsman.

Qiu Tiecheng even felt that this iron drill would not be faster than Li Bai's sword, but there was a kind of magic that made him unable to take his eyes off, and he could even clearly see a tiny black dimple on the tip of the iron drill. In a trance, he watched the iron hammer that had been stabbed at his throat gently and skillfully avoid the palm wind he had chopped, and suddenly stabbed him in the chest.

Then, my heart was cold......

Li Ping had similar feelings to Qiu Tiecheng, but all his feelings came from the iron drill in his hand.

Even in this murderous environment, Li Ping could still clearly feel the iron drill piercing through Qiu Tiecheng's placket, piercing into the surface of the skin, feeling the smoothness and friction between the iron drill and the chest muscles, breaking through the layers of pectoralis major muscles, piercing the texture of the muscles, piercing the midline of the fourth and fifth intercostal spaces on Qiu Tiecheng's left anterior chest wall, and finally stopping in front of the heart.

This familiarity of breaking through muscles is already like eating and drinking for Li Ping, who has undergone countless surgeries in his previous life. However, under the tremendous pressure of this life-threatening line and the stimulation of the murderous drive, a new excitement was generated in Li Pinggujing Wubo's heart.

This excitement was mixed with the internal breath of the stumbling strength, and he could clearly feel the accelerated beating of Qiu Tiecheng's heart due to the threat and tension through the iron drill in his hand.

"Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang."

One section of the iron drill was inserted in Qiu Tiecheng's chest, and the other end was held in Li Ping's hand, like a bridge, connecting the two together.

With the vigorous expansion and contraction of the heart, as if the heart is the driving force, the whole iron drill advances and retreats, and the tip of the drill always maintains a one-line distance from the heart, which is not bad at all.

The whole process is like seeing it, like a miracle skill.

At this moment, Li Ping used an iron drill to the world, and showed the strong men on the pine crane tower domineeringly, the skills that a top surgeon was proud of.

Qiu Tiecheng was excited, his eyes widened, he slowly lowered his head, looking at the iron drill pierced into his chest, his eyes gradually lost their luster from red.

Slowly reach out and touch the iron chisel.

"Stop, you're not dead!" Li Ping looked down at Qiu Tiecheng, nodded lightly in confirmation, and the flat voice sounded upstairs at the same time as Zheng Aya'er's drinking.

"However, if you touch it, you can't say for sure, and the iron drill will pierce the heart by a millimeter."

Feeling that his strength had not been lost, and that he was really alive, all Qiu Tiecheng's frightened moments exploded on his face, and he inhaled and exhaled but did not dare to move the slightest. He didn't have time to pay attention to what a millimeter was, only that as long as he moved, the black iron drill would pierce his heart.

"You're not dead."

-- This sentence shocked the audience.

When Li Ping pounced on Qiu Tiecheng, Chu Yidao saw it, Xiao Shaobai saw it, and everyone upstairs saw it. In everyone's minds, there is no concept that Li Ping can deal with Qiu Tiecheng. Li Bai can defeat Qiu Tiecheng, it doesn't mean that Li Ping can also do it. A beginner boy, avoiding an eight-order master, facing a seventh-order master, is just a moth dodging a fire and throwing itself into another fire.

Ants can never stop the wheels.

"You're not dead!" When Li Ping's indifferent voice spread on the third floor, the shock to everyone had just begun.

Only the middle-aged people who were as strong as Xiao Shaobai, Xia Changfeng and Zheng Qian, vaguely noticed the synchronization of Tie Gong and Qiu Tiecheng's heart beating between Li Ping's wrist, and this kind of awareness made them feel even more shocked.

Martial arts masters can use long swords to pass between the heart and the lung lobe, but that's because the gap between the heart and the lung lobe is there, and they only need to pass through. However, in their cognition, no one can pierce the chest cavity with a sword in front of the heart, and stay in close contact and synchronized with the beating of the heart.

They even felt that even the four great masters would not be able to do this at will and accurately between fights.......

The others only heard a slight and short "poof" in their ears, and then looked at the iron drill that had sunk into Qiu Tiecheng's chest. After confirming that Qiu Tiecheng was not dead, like Qiu Tiecheng, he felt a kind of unreality.

The iron drill pierced into the chest, close to the heart, there was no body protection true qi, and he did not dare to use the body protection true qi, Qiu Tiecheng took a big breath of the air, but he remained in the posture of sitting on the ground, not daring to move.

The process is a little complicated, but the time is short.

Chu Yidao looked behind Zheng Aya'er and saw this scene.

"Boy, you've managed to provoke me, you're going to die ugly." Chu slashed back with a sword and a sword, Li Bai suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Miss Zheng." Li Ping didn't look at Qiu Tiecheng, who was trembling, and turned his head to smile and nodded to Zheng Aya'er, who was standing in the field dumbfounded. Without waiting for Zheng Aya'er to reply, she raised her voice to Li Bai, who was on the side of the sword, and asked, "Brother Taibai, are you okay?" ”

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, I'm not dead. cough cough cough cough ......" Li Bai's eyes lit up, and he laughed wildly and said the same words in the tone in which Li Ping spoke to Qiu Tiecheng, which led to a huge cough, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"You wanted to kill me just now, didn't you?" Only then did Li Yi slowly turn to Chu Yidao, whose face was becoming more and more red and almost dripping blood, and asked in a faint tone, like an ant waving its tentacles at an angry giant beast.

The sound of the piano downstairs, echoing on the third floor, looms.

In the wind, the sound of the piano is indifferent......

Upstairs, the people are also indifferent......

"Okay......" A gentle smile appeared on the face of the young man in the field, and he tapped the hostage under the iron chisel with his chin, "If you don't want him to die, let's talk about the conditions......

"It's a mess." In different corners of the Songhe Tower, there are different people who say the same thing in their mouths and hearts. Fate has plucked another string in an unnoticed corner.