On the big man's body, the spiritual power surged wildly, and then the mountain-like fists smashed down towards Su Ping.

The crowd around them all had unbearable looks on their faces.

Who would have foreseen that after this punch, the kid in white would definitely be smashed into pulp.

"Master Su, get out of the way!"

Shang Luo screamed.

In the face of this punch, Su Ping actually stood motionless in place, and had no intention of dodging.

This scene, in the eyes of the surrounding viewers, is undoubtedly stupid.

"It's pitiful, I got into trouble with Lu Feipeng's group for no reason."

"It's a pity that he still looks so young."

And Lu Feipeng looked at this scene, with a cruel smile on his face.

A playful look flashed in his eyes.

On the big man's fists, a layer of fists was shrouded.

Before the punch arrived, the air twisted wildly.

Su Ping's long hair was blown up, and his clothes were floating.

Dahan's eyes had no expression, and in his opinion, killing Su Ping was nothing more difficult than pinching an ant to death.

However.

The next moment.

Su Ping sighed lightly.

It was this soft sigh that fell into the eyes of the big man, and it was like a thunderbolt.

A huge sense of crisis came to my heart.

"Not good!"

He secretly said in his heart, and he had layers of goosebumps on his body.

I can feel that my life is threatened at this moment.

Subconsciously, as soon as the waist is twisted, it is to flee to the rear.

Then, a hand as white as jade fell into his eyes and blocked his way.

Then the hands erupted with a blazing light.

A fist mark suddenly took shape.

Rumble!

A sound that was enough to shake the entire restaurant suddenly erupted at this moment.

The next figure flew upside down.

The figure that flew out upside down was the big man.

"What's the situation?!"

Everyone looked shocked and puzzled.

This was beyond everyone's expectations.

In their opinion, Su Ping is already dead, and there is no way to live.

But the opposite is true.

After the big man fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, and a bloody hole in his abdomen, and blood gushed out of it like a spring.

The light of life in his eyes is rapidly dimming.

Before he died, he looked at Lu Feipeng and said angrily: "Young master, run...... That man ......"

He didn't have a chance to say the rest.

Because he is dead.

"Uncle Zhang!"

Lu Feipeng screamed miserably and pounced on him.

This Uncle Zhang is a master arranged by his father to protect his own safety.

A true master.

It is the mainstay of the Luoxia Sect, and it has fallen like this now.

Such a situation is probably something that his father would not have thought of.

Then he turned to look at Su Ping, with infinite hatred in his eyes, and said viciously: "What are you called, you are finished, I Luoxia Sect, I must pay the price!" ”

The audience was silent at this time.

Even the group of sect disciples who followed Lu Feipeng were silent at this time, and they didn't dare to say a word.

There was a look of horror in everyone's eyes.

Only the purple-clothed man who was the leader flashed a trace of interest in his eyes.

"Whose disciple is this, this version is so powerful?"

Su Ping is very young.

That's why they guessed that Su Ping was dead, that is, the cultivation of the Spirit Realm.

Therefore, after Uncle Zhang in the middle of Xuanhuang made a move, they decided that Su Ping would definitely die.

But it turned out to be a slap in the face.

The onlookers were also shocked and speechless at this time.

A moment ago, Su Ping, who they thought was going to die, easily reversed the tide of the battle.

And so casual.

Just a palm?

And beat that big man to death?

And those who die can't die anymore, and they don't even have a chance to be treated.

What does this mean?

It shows that the strength of this young man in white is far beyond that big man!

After Su Ping easily killed the man, he didn't see any look on his face.

The Great Han regarded him as an ant.

Why not Su Ping?

Now that he is in the late Xuanhuang stage, even if he doesn't use other forces, he can easily crush the middle Xuanhuang stage with the realm alone.

It's just that he has lost his own breath.

makes his breath seem to be only in the spirit realm.

This is not deliberate.

Because although Su Ping knew that he was in front of a real powerhouse, he was not very powerful.

But Su Ping didn't bother to hide his true cultivation.

It was only after absorbing the Essence of the Thick Earth that this situation was discovered.

Su Ping was puzzled.

Then you don't need to solve it!

Su Ping came to Shang Qinian's side, and with a flick of his fingers, a pill was sent into Shang Qinian's mouth.

"Meditate cross-legged and absorb the power of the medicine."

After indifferently leaving a word, Su Ping came to Uncle Ping's side.

At this time, Uncle Ping's eyes were still full of shock.

At that time, he still wanted to test Su Ping's strength, at that time, although it was more tentative, he did not deny that he was actually murderous to Su Ping.

Because Su Ping unexpectedly interpreted the current situation of the business all of a sudden.

And the current situation of the business cannot be passed on.

So I still had a murderous intent in my heart, but it quickly dissipated.

Now that I think about it, it's a moment of fear.

At that time, around the bonfire, Su Ping could completely slap himself to death with one palm!

But it didn't.

After Su Ping came to Uncle Ping's side, he put his palm on Uncle Ping's shoulder.

Then an extremely pure spiritual power nourished the injured soul of the other party.

"It's!"

Uncle Ping's eyes were even more shocked.

With such a pure spiritual power, how did this come about?

Looking at Su Ping's eyes, some changes also occurred.

"He's a Martial God Double Cultivator?"

The so-called dual cultivation of martial arts is the practice of both martial arts and spiritual power at the same time.

Generally speaking, one of the majors requires you to devote your mind to cultivation.

Even if this is the case, there may not be much to be achieved in a lifetime.

In the starry sky, there are countless monks.

But how many people can really become a powerful party?

In fact, most people are like mortals, and they have practiced for a lifetime, at most they have lived a little longer.

Eventually, it will fall like smoke and dust.

In his whole life, he has only achieved a small amount of success.

So basically, no one will take the initiative to carry out the Martial God dual cultivation.

But in front of him, there is one.

And it seems......

Doesn't seem bad?

Uncle Ping's eyes were shocked.

At the same time, I also realized that Su Ping would really be the key to merchant transshipment?

After all, who can say clearly about chance?

Then, Su Ping, who had done all this, looked at Lu Feipeng.

In Lu Feipeng's hand, a golden talisman was burning rapidly.

"Call someone?"

Su Ping smiled, flicked his fingers, and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for a while." ”

After that, he actually pulled a chair, sat down and waited.

After Lu Feipeng waited for the talisman to burn out, he pointed at Su Ping and said: "Stinky boy, don't be arrogant, when my uncle arrives, you will die, no, I won't let you die easily, I want you to experience it, you can't survive, you can't die, as for the little beauty over there, I want to catch it back, enjoy it!" ”

Gritting teeth, extremely hideous.

Su Ping frowned.

"Since you've already called someone, you're useless."

With that, with a close grip of his fingertips, a sword qi was formed, and then thrown out.