Zhang Ping bent down and stood in place, shaking his trembling hands, the black fog was getting more and more around him, condensing more and more thick, Zhang Ping roared in a low voice, and chased directly towards the Baroque who flew out, Baroque was punched by Zhang Ping, and fell heavily to the ground, Baroque didn't react for a while, as soon as he stood up, Zhang Ping had already appeared above his head again,

Zhang Ping's left hand condensed a black energy ball, which was directly pushed onto Baroque's chest at once, and with a loud bang, Baroque was directly blown away by the black energy ball, "You····· What kind of monster are you? The body was pierced by a Gauss sniper rifle, but he didn't die! Moreover, this energy of yours is not your own ability, I can feel it! What the hell are you a monster! Baroque kept spitting blood out of his mouth and roared loudly,

Zhang Ping didn't seem to listen to the words at all, he would only let out a roar, Zhang Ping quickly rushed to the front of the baroque, his right hand became a fist, and a punch hit the baroque's face, the baroque was heavily bombarded by Zhang Ping on the ground, Zhang Ping's fist punched out one after another, just a few seconds, the baroque has been beaten without a human appearance, Zhang Ping's pupils are becoming more and more constricted, and the green tendons on his head continue to burst out one after another.

Zhang Ping let out a loud roar towards the sky, this roar startled everyone present, half of his body was torn into a small wound Wang Tao gritted his teeth and smoothed his body, leaning on the load-bearing wall of a collapsed building, Wang Tao was frightened enough by Zhang Ping's roar, the last time Zhang Ping was controlled by the absolute realm, it was far less strong than this time, and now it seems that it is really his own ability that is stronger, but the stronger he is controlled, Zhang Ping fell into such a deep rage this time, I don't know if everyone can escape without him knowing,

When Su Yu just picked up Cui Hao, who had completely passed out, he was so frightened by Zhang Ping's roar that he didn't dare to move, "Captain, you······ Alas, at such a critical time, Brother Hao fell unconscious," Su Yu carried Cui Hao on his back, gritted his teeth, and continued to run towards Wang Tao, but Lin Ruoyu, who fell to the ground, was frightened and woke up by Zhang Ping's roar, Lin Ruoyu opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Ping not far away, at this time Zhang Ping was wrapped in black black fog, and the previous sense of justice disappeared completely, replaced by a tyrannical and terrifying, "Is this still Brother Ping?" What kind of man is he?"

Murdoch, Mo Yingtian and others who were hiding in the distance were even more frightened, and Murdoch was completely frightened half to death by Zhang Ping's strength, and directly paralyzed himself on the ground, constantly shaking his head and saying: "How strong is he, there is no reason, what is this state?" What skills had he been hiding? And Mo Yingtian was surprised to see that Zhang Ping was about to kill Baroque, even if Baroque did not have the protection of venom, he was also a person who opened more than 30% of the absolute realm, how could he be defeated by the captain of a newly established squad, Mo Yingtian held the Huolin Sword in his hand, and dodged, lurking towards Zhang Ping.

Turning to look at Zhang Ping, his hands stuck in Baroque's neck, and lifted him up, black lightning slowly appeared around Zhang Ping, crackling around him and flashing around, "Die, die, die," Zhang Ping whispered and said something,

Baroque didn't hear clearly, Zhang Ping's hands were directly wrapped in black lightning, when the current rushed out of Zhang Ping's hands, the powerful black lightning was also conducted, and the molecules in the air were immediately decomposed into dots of free charge with the black electric light, and the lightning immediately wrapped the whole Baroque body, and the current was like a flood flowing directly on Baroque's body, Zhang Ping roared in a low voice, and Baroque was instantly annihilated in mid-air by Zhang Ping with a strong current. Directly turned into countless points of light and poured into Zhang Ping's body,

Zhang Ping clenched his fists and hammered hard to the ground, the ground was cracked by Zhang Ping's hammer all at once, obviously the death of the Baroque did not discourage Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping was still in a state of madness, the black hair grew longer and longer, it was almost to the waist, and the green tendons on his hands and head were also getting more and more, Zhang Ping stared at Murdoch and others in the distance with blank eyes, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a strange smile,

Murdoch was watching Zhang Ping's every move at this time, and when he saw him looking at his side, he was directly scared out of a cold sweat on his back, Murdoch shuddered, and took a few steps back, too terrifying, this... It's not human at all... Murdoch swallowed a mouthful of saliva and kept stepping back little by little.

Just when Zhang Ping was about to rush out with his feet, there was a whoosh, and there was a sound of breaking the air from behind, when Zhang Ping lowered his head, his stomach had been pierced by a sharp sword, and when Zhang Ping was stunned, the sword was instantly pulled out, and a figure flashed to Zhang Ping's front, and with another swish, the sword penetrated Zhang Ping's abdomen from the front again, and the person who attacked Zhang Ping was the Mo Yingtian who was lurking just now.

The Huolin Sword was inserted into Zhang Ping's abdomen, but Zhang Ping didn't feel the slightest pain, and he took a few steps forward with the Huolin Sword in his abdomen, grabbed Mo Yingtian's head, his eyes were full of tyranny, Zhang Ping roared, and the black flames suddenly swirled around him, and in just one second, there was a black sea of fire more than ten meters around Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping held Mo Yingtian's head with both hands, laughing loudly, Mo Yingtian was completely frightened and kept trying to pull out the Huolin Sword, but the Huolin Sword seemed to have an invisible force dragging in Zhang Ping's body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out, "Uh、、、 Zhang Ping、、、 Captain Zhang、、、 we have something to say、、、 I 、、、 I was also forced by the Baroque, I 、、、、" Mo Yingtian's words were not finished, Zhang Ping has condensed a pillar of fire that soars into the sky, and directly burns Mo Yingtian into ashes.

After Mo Yingtian died, it also turned into countless points of light and poured into Zhang Ping's body, but surprisingly the Huolin Sword did not disappear, Zhang Ping lowered his head and tilted his head, looked at the Huolin Sword suspiciously, stretched out his hands to grab the hilt of the sword, and wanted to pull it out of his body, but he didn't pull it out after a few attempts, "Huh!" Zhang Ping let out a roar towards the sky, and at the same time as this roar, Zhang Ping actually coughed up a large mouthful of dark red blood, a lot of which was poured on the hilt of the Huolin Sword and the part of the blade exposed in front of it.