Chapter 39: Whoever Wins, Whom Loses

His punch didn't even have much soul power shock, but the power that came from ** itself still formed a majestic aura in front of his fist, turning into countless hurricanes twisted together.

The wheels of the heavy black and gold carriage were slightly off the ground, as if they were about to be lifted by the hurricane.

Zhang Ping ignored the front of his fist, and his punch seemed to smash everything before, the previous heaven and earth.

A white sword light flew out from the black and gold carriage, and the tip of the sword stabbed down on Zhang Ping's fist.

At the moment when the tip of the sword collided with the cold metal fist, a holy master wearing cloth clothes and straw sandals with a scar on his face also flew out of the black and gold carriage and landed between Zhang Ping and the galloping black and gold carriage.

There was no loud sound, only violent tremors.

The ground in front of Zhang Ping trembled, undulating like waves, and countless cracks spread out along the trembling ground, and even on the city wall not far away, many subtle cracks began to appear.

Zhang Ping's fist also fell into a strange tremor.

This strange tremor took his body with him, preventing him from moving forward, and taking a step back.

A bloody breath surged from his throat and filled Zhang Ping's mouth, Zhang Ping withdrew his trembling fist, slightly condensed.

The scarred Saint Master's feet sank into the ground, the heat emitted above his head turned into wisps of white smoke, and seeing Zhang Ping's retreat and condensation, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Hu Biyi, put away your useless luck, none of you can stop me. ”

At this moment, the silent Zhang Ping spoke up and said such a sentence.

Hu Piyi smiled slightly, and said angrily: "No one can be invincible in the world. ”

It's just such a sentence, but it makes Zhang Ping suddenly angry.

No one knew what was going on in his mind at the moment, he just took another step forward and punched again.

The fists and swords intersect again.

The ground waves rose again, and there were a few more cracks in the city walls.

Zhang Ping took another step back.

However, there was no pause, he went in again, punched again.

Zhang Ping took another step back, then went in again, and punched again.

The fists and swords intersect again.

Hu Piyi's sleeves suddenly cracked countless cracks.

In the next moment, the sleeves of his shirt were torn apart, like a butterfly flying, and his flying sword and his entire body were also blasted upside down by Zhang Ping's punch.

Hu Biyi, who was spurting blood in his mouth, was shocked to the extreme.

When the first sword stopped Zhang Ping, he already felt that although Zhang Ping's ** strength had increased by leaps and bounds, in the previous successive battles, Zhang Ping seemed to be close to the limit, otherwise his strength was not as good as Nangong Weiyang, and it would be impossible for Zhang Ping to take a step back.

However, now, Zhang Ping's physical endurance and ability to continue the battle are still completely beyond his imagination!

Only Zhang Ping knows his true situation.

After a few punches shook away a strong man like Hu Piyi, the world in front of him was already blurred.

He didn't feel like he was walking in the ice-covered city of Zhongzhou, but like walking in the hell that was burning everywhere.

His consciousness was blurred, his breathing was burning hot, and he knew he couldn't continue fighting, but he wanted to keep fighting.

He must continue to fight, and he must kill Lin Xi here.

So inside his armor, which was already full of cracks, a certain piece of armor bounced off with the push of his soul power, spewing out a fragrant and rich medicinal mist.

He desperately sucked in the medicinal mist that filled the armor, and then the exhaustion and weakness quickly disappeared from his body, and he felt that he was no longer walking in hell like a **, but walking on the fields where countless magic eyes were open.

He raised his head again and let out a loud roar, and his entire body turned into a stream shadow with unimaginable speed in a single breath, and arrived behind the black gold carriage where Lin Xi and the others were.

"Boom!"

There was another roar between heaven and earth.

The carriage was filled with a strong wind, and everyone could not see the scene in front of them, except to see a royal blue fist peeking through the raging, obscuring wind.

......

After carrying Lin Xi and the others, this black gold carriage had been galloping towards the closed city gate.

Under the envoy of a black-robed academy lecturer who Lin Xi and the others didn't know, the black-gold carriage was almost on the verge of colliding with the closed city gate.

And the huge steel gate weighing 10,000 catties has been loosened at this moment and has begun to rise slowly.

At this moment, under the black gold carriage, there was a sudden sound of countless swimming snakes surging.

Countless silver long whips poured out from the hard ground, and the ends of these countless silver long whips poured out a thick darkness, and in an instant, these long whips with a little darkness surged onto Zhang Ping's feet.

Zhang Ping's figure paused slightly.

The silver whip snapped at his feet.

Outside the city gate tower|The black-robed girl in the shadows was suddenly shocked, and a cloud of blood mist erupted from her mouth.

Zhang Ping's fist continued forward.

Chi Yuyin let out a terrible roar.

She didn't know about the other plans of the academy, but she knew that only she could stop Zhang Ping's punch at this moment.

She stood directly in front of Zhang Ping's fist, her back tightly pressed against the black and gold carriage behind her, and then she penetrated all the soul power she could burst out into the seven gems.

In front of Zhang Ping's fist, a green light mask appeared.

The royal blue fist landed on this green mask, which recessed and then cracked.

Chi Yuyin's whole person seemed to be pressed against the carriage by an invisible giant mountain, her back made countless bone cracking sounds, blood rushed out of her mouth and nose, but it was pressed backwards by the invisible force and slammed back on the black gold carriage.

Under the sudden shock, the speed of the black and gold carriage suddenly accelerated by several points.

In the original cooperation, this carriage would be able to pass through the rising Wanjun City Gate, but because of Zhang Ping's blow, the city gate had not risen to a sufficient height, and the top of the black gold carriage and the rising city gate slammed together.

At this moment, the black-robed lecturer who was holding the black gold carriage shouted loudly, and the soul power in his body gushed out like a raging wave, and the majestic aura that shook in the entire carriage turned out to be a holy order!

There are world-renowned saint masters like Tong Wei, Xu Shengmo and Qin Ge in the academy, but at the same time, there are also many saint masters whose names are unknown to the outside world at all, and even Lin Xi and others do not know.

At this moment, under the full pressure of the black-robed lecturer with a somewhat withered yellow face, the heavy black and gold carriage actually sank down half a foot.

The entire roof of the carriage just hit the rising gate, and the top and the lower edge of the gate rubbed together.

A dazzling spark flowed down from the top of the carriage like a stream, accompanied by an unpleasantly violent sound of metal grinding.

Zhang Ping's whole body and mind were already in an extremely excited and frenzied state, and he looked at Chi Yuyin, who was hit by his own punch and had no power to fight back, and stepped forward again.

He threw another punch, trying to punch through Ji Yuyin's body and blast the carriage to pieces.

At this moment, however, his breathing came to a complete halt.

A great shadow enveloped him.

This was the first time since he started the war with Nangong Weiyang and Lin Xi that he felt the most real death approaching.

The Wanjun Iron Gate, which had just risen and rubbed countless sparks against the top of the black gold carriage that rushed out, did not rise any further, but suddenly fell like a wall under the impetus of some powerful force and pressed down towards him!

Countless stone powders flew with terrifying crackling sounds and bursting air currents, and it was not only the Wanjun Iron Gate that fell, but the entire city gate tower!

The most decisive ambush arranged by Qingluan Academy here was not the volley of ordnance above, but the city wall itself, but the city gate, the city wall, with countless heavy ordnance above, all fell down with a bang, wanting to bury him in it!

Even if he was wearing the strongest armor in the world, it could even be said that it came from the Immortal Demon Period, it was impossible for him to withstand such a weight of burial.

At the moment of pause in breathing, his brain was almost blank, but all the power in his body surged to his feet.

He used all his strength and flew backwards!

Wanjun Iron Gate toppled and smashed down with a bang.

The top of this iron gate, which I don't know how many catties it was, collided with the royal blue armor flying upside down.

The royal blue armor was like a beetle, it was slapped backwards and jumped up, and was hit by countless falling boulders, falling with countless dust.

Chi Yuyin fell from the black gold carriage.

The black-robed girl who was originally standing outside the city gate let out a mournful cry, hugged Chi Yuyin, and swept onto the black and gold carriage.

The black and gold carriage continued to rush forward without stopping.

Behind it, the entire city gate tower completely collapsed, and the sky-high dust and mist covered the entire collapsed ruins.

......

In the dust and smoke, a large stone suddenly cracked.

What made many people's pupils completely constrict, the royal blue metal armor once again revealed, taking a step forward.

However, with this step, Zhang Ping and the entire invincible armor inside shook violently.

A mouthful of black blood mist, like a volcanic eruption, erupted from Zhang Ping's mouth.

"Lin Xi!"

A terrible howl came from the royal blue armor.

Then the royal blue armor staggered to its knees, and the runes on its body completely dimmed.

In the palm of its right hand, it was clutching a flat gem covered with runes.

......

The black gold carriage completely disappeared from the sight of everyone near the collapsed city gatehouse.

The royal blue armor that sat in the ruins of the city gate remained motionless, slowly covered with falling dust.

The Yun Qin army, which had been following closely behind this royal blue armor, had previously stopped in the roar of countless ordnance on the city wall, and also began to move forward, like a tide, surrounding the entire collapsed city gate tower.

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