Lu Pingyuan thought that this guy who suddenly launched a sneak attack on him must have come with some clear purpose, but he didn't even know the intentions of him and Zimu, which he didn't expect.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes and carefully look at the one crouching in front of him. The other party was masked, obviously not wanting to reveal his identity. However, such a small method of masking is really a bit naïve for cultivators. This didn't require any special abilities, and the perception realm of the Rushing Spirit Six Heavens was enough to see the facial features behind a thin layer of cloth. As for the mask of the undercover of Kaiyang Peak, it was made of a special material, and it was not the same as ordinary rags.

Lu Ping didn't know much about this, he couldn't use his strength at the moment, and naturally he couldn't see the true face behind the mask, just staring at the other party's gaze like this, but it caused a burst of unhappiness from the other party.

"I don't like you very much. The other party said, and the right hand that was on the wound on Lu Ping's left leg suddenly squeezed Lu Ping's wound.

However, the screams and struggles he was expecting did not come, and Lu Ping did not even frown.

"Can't you see it, little ghost, or a tough guy?" the other party said, his hand was strengthened again, but Lu Ping was still indifferent, and even looked down at the wound that was pinched to the point that the flesh was turned over, but he still did not show any pain.

Does it hurt?

Of course, this is like sprinkling salt on a wound, which naturally doubles the pain. Lu Ping's senses are not sluggish.

He only felt sorry for the other party. Three years after escaping the Order, he is no stranger to his patience with pain. After all, it was something that would have accompanied him almost every day since he could remember. He didn't die, he endured all kinds of pain with amazing perseverance. At that time, his strength was also imprisoned, he was even younger than now, and the pain he experienced at that time was more than a hundred times stronger than at this time.

Does this hurt?

If it weren't for the shape, I wouldn't be optimistic. Lu Ping had the heart to smile.

The other party also stopped in confusion. He wasn't surprised to be able to endure the pain, but like Lu Ping, he looked as if nothing had happened. It made him a little incomprehensible.

"There are at least a hundred ways I can torture people, some of which you can't imagine. The other party said.

Hear that rhetoric. Lu Ping almost laughed.

A hundred? is it a lot?

The pain I have endured is so varied that I don't bother to count them.

"So you'd better be honest. When the other party said this, Lu Ping didn't bother to look at him.

"It seems that I need to make you know the real pain. The other party said, raising his hand again, but this time it was no longer a superficial method of squeezing the wound. A force of courage shot out from the opponent's fingers, drilling straight into Lu Ping's wound, and then, he began to appreciate the change in Lu Ping's expression.

Lu Ping frowned slightly.

This pain. The pain caused by the flesh and blood body was indeed much stronger than before, and it was indeed an injury that only cultivators could inflict.

But...... That's right!

This is the type of pain that Lu Ping is familiar with. The organization has always been in the power of the spirit of the Mingtang, to be honest, like the previous hard wounds on the flesh, Lu Ping has experienced less, the serious is this more terrible, the power of the spirit to attack the body, destruction, the various injuries created by him he experienced more.

At this time, it is nothing more than this type. It's really more uncomfortable, and it really can't be so light-hearted. However, it's not unbearable.

A somewhat painful look appeared on Lu Ping's face, which was with the rush of that power in his body. I can't help but get involved. As for the opponent, he still didn't want to pay attention to it, he was thinking about whether he could deceive the other party by pretending to be dead or something at this time. However, Hao Lai is a cultivator who appeared in the Beidou Academy, this kind of superficial trick, I'm afraid it's useless, right?

"Toast and don't eat, eat and punish wine. The other party saw the painful look on Lu Ping's face. Snorted coldly. Raising his hand again, the power of courage that had just penetrated into Lu Ping's body. Suddenly, as if it were a living creature, it retreated back the way it came.

"I asked, you answered. Again, the other side reiterated his rules.

"What are you doing in Jiayun Valley?"

Lu Ping didn't want to sit back either. He has been working hard to live, and he is still thinking about Su Tang, thinking about Xifan, Mo Lin, and Chu Min, thinking about Guo Youdao's ideals, and thinking about the Wind Picking Academy.

But he really didn't have the power to use his courage at this time, and he didn't try it.

So he decided to tell a lie and use this way to deal with the other party.

"Well, just go around. Lu Ping said.

"I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" The other party was immediately furious, Lu Ping's very casual lie, in his opinion, was a contempt and humiliation for himself.

"If you don't say it, you'll die!" This time, he didn't leave a back hand, gathered a ball of light with both hands, and slammed into Lu Ping. And no longer walk any wounds, such a comprehensive, downright injury.

"I only have three seconds left for my patience. The other party said coldly.

Lu Ping only felt that his whole body was covered by the power of the spirit, and the pain stimulated his nerves pervasively.

His face was already a little distorted, and the pain was ten times stronger than before.

Lu Ping thought, and at the same time wondered if there could be a more elaborate lie.

"The time has come. The other party had already said coldly, three seconds, it was really fast.

"Die!" said the other man mercilessly, turning and walking away with great determination. He only gave Lu Ping three seconds to get a chance, and he did what he said.

But...... What about the killer moves?

Lu Ping looked at his back with some confusion, he was already about to say something. As a result, the other party suddenly turned around and left, very resolutely, and soon, in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed out a lot, chasing in the direction that Zimu had left before.

Did he think that this move would be enough to kill him?

The power of courage was still invading Lu Ping's whole body, and this blow did not subside because the other party left. Maybe he just thought that such continuous damage was enough to kill Lu Ping, but Lu Ping really didn't think so.

He looks like a thin physique, but his ability to withstand the power of courage is extremely strong. I don't know if it's because the organization has been trained by the real yàn for many years, or if the heavenly awakened person who has six souls should have such a physical element.

In short, die?

Cut off Lu Ping's head, in this rough way, he will die, but this kind of even more terrifying, if it is not for a certain realm of cultivators can not cast a special attack, Lu Ping may not be.

He endured the pain and struggled to get up. He looked at the wound on his left leg, which was bleeding and was a headache for him.

As for the damage of the strength of the body......

How long did you endure this kind of Cheng dù for the longest time?Lu Ping recalled, and then found that he really couldn't remember.

Because it was only an insignificant record, he didn't bother to memorize it at all.

Who would have thought that at this time, the power of the spirit in his body suddenly changed again, and the power of the spirit that had invaded his whole body suddenly gathered together again and began to release their power in a concentrated manner.

Oh...... In this case......

Lu Ping felt a little bad, very bad. With such an outbreak, his body would be torn apart, and his tolerance for the damage of the power of courage could no longer play a decisive role.

The only thing that can stop this kind of damage from erupting is the power of courage. Although he can't control it, at this time, what other way is there than to try again?

Teether!

Mobilize the courage of his own trouble.

There was only one thought in his mind.

He didn't want to die.

The dean wouldn't want him to die.

The update at this time is the real me............ (To be continued)