Chapter 585: Mortal Situation

On the basis of the multiple explosive strengths, Ye Ping finally showed enough strength to the four great masters present.

Yang Xiuyun's feelings were the most profound, it was one thing to hear that Ye Ping was powerful before, even though he had read a lot of information about him, he never believed that he really had such energy. But now that he has witnessed Ye Ping's strength, he can really feel the infinite potential of this young man. The pinnacle of the sixth grade is so powerful, how terrible will it be to be promoted again?

However, in the end, he is the strength of the Eight Rank Middle Realm, and it is definitely not an existence that Ye Ping can defeat across the two realms.

So the moment they fought, Yang Xiuyun's long sword was as steady as Mount Tai, while Ye Ping took two steps back.

But this did not discourage Ye Ping, but broke out with a more brilliant battle intent, "Okay! It is worthy of being a powerful existence in the Eight Rank Middle Realm, General Yang Xiuyun, you are indeed extremely strong. In this battle, let's have a hearty fight! ”

As the words fell, the spiritual pressure on Ye Ping's body fluctuated even more terrifyingly, and he frantically attacked Yang Xiuyun.

Previously, even in the face of a powerful opponent, Ye Ping still had reservations when he used the bloody battle method.

At this moment, he was almost unreserved, frantically burning his qi and blood, and his knacks, and strongly overdrawing his potential, all of which were transformed into combat power. It even applied Zhao Yao's extermination and killing punch, and directly blasted out the peak of the eighth strength! If Zhao Yao saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked and fall directly to the ground, and he would be terrified.

Because this Ye Ping is obviously fighting thoroughly, and even does not hesitate to frantically overdraft his body and heritage.

You must know that there are actually many drawbacks in the battle and killing boxing, especially the sequelae, which is enough to make Ye Ping unable to get up for a few months.

But now he can't think about it so much, facing the most terrifying group of enemies since his debut, he has to use his strongest strength to fight. If he can't win, then all that awaits him is death. Where do you care how much you rest? Even if he died, the monster of the White Lotus Sect would have nothing to do with him.

Yang Xiuyun originally thought that Ye Ping was easy to beat, but when he saw Ye Ping's fierce counterattack, he knew that this son was indeed a genius in Tianzhong, and he was able to fight against himself, even without falling behind, and a steady draw!

You must know that the strongest opponent that Ye Ping was able to defeat before was only the peak of the seventh grade.

The foundation of the Eight Rank Middle Realm is too huge compared to him, it is like a chasm.

But under Ye Ping's completely lifeless attack, he was able to draw the game, which was too shocking.

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is, do you think that General Ben has this strength? Dark Moon without Bloom! ”

This style of dark moon is Yang Xiuyun's fame. It is rumored that he realized it on the night of the full moon, and once killed the deputy commander of the Dragon Teng Army at that time with this move, and became famous for a while. Different from the fierce and ferocious sword intent of ordinary people, what he highlights is an ethereal sword intent that comes and goes without a trace, and ordinary people can't fathom it at all.

Ye Ping really didn't notice the trace of this long sword for the first time, and couldn't help but be stunned for a breath.

Although this time is extremely short, it is extremely fatal at the moment of life and death.

In the end, there is a huge difference in strength, and the gap between the two great realms is not so easy to fill.

He only felt a tingling pain in his lower abdomen, and then he felt a cold, and then he saw blood splattering out, and he was injured!

Ye Ping had fought so many strong enemies, and this was the first time that he had been injured so seriously in such a short period of time. But he can't do anything now, he can only bite the bullet and continue to bombard with an iron fist, trying to be able to blast a way out for himself. On the basis of the frenzied burning of qi and blood, his nerves barely felt any pain.

"Dark Moon Wuhua, the means are indeed good, but you still can't kill me! Look at the punch! ”

Ye Ping roared, and the powerful fist intent was even more overwhelming, and Yang Xiuyun, who was beaten, couldn't help but feel extremely difficult.

He was very anxious, although he could kill Ye Ping himself, but this kid's crazy offensive of self-harm also made him unable to suppress it for a while. When it is actually killed, it may take more than three hundred rounds to make it possible, but it will be too late. He gritted his teeth and couldn't help yelling, "Help me, kill this son quickly!" ”

Zheng Beihuai and Zou Shitong glanced at each other, and also felt that Ye Ping's strength was indeed strong, and one-on-one might not be his opponent.

Fortunately, Yang Xiuyun's strength is strong, and they can't delay for any time, so they must speed up their actions.

"The wind is yellow!" "There are no boundaries in the sea of blood!"

The two of them were not ambiguous at the moment, and suddenly carried their strongest killing moves, and blasted towards Ye Ping.

Finally! The terrifying balance between Ye Ping and Yang Xiuyun was instantly broken by these two people.

If he was just facing a Yang Xiuyun, although Ye Ping was conceited and could not defeat the other party, it was absolutely no problem to escape, and it was absolutely impossible for the other party to kill him. But now that the three great masters were besieging and killing together, Ye Ping felt endless pressure. It's just a few rounds later, and there are already many colors on his body, and he looks like a "bloody man" from a distance.

Bai Ye looked at Ye Ping, who was struggling, and seemed to feel a little unbearable.

Maybe it was because of his appreciation for Ye Ping, or maybe it was because of his resonance, and he sighed slightly.

Bang bang......

A series of scalp-numbing sounds sounded, and Ye Ping flew upside down like a cannonball, slamming into the ground. This surging battle spirit pressure did not sweep away in all directions of the Thunder Camp, and at the moment of his move, Yang Xiuyun used a magic weapon similar to the Shangqing Realm to block the space of the entire camp.

Although it is far less mysterious than the Shangqing Realm, it can also play a role in preventing the breath from being emitted.

Therefore, the entire Thunder Battalion had no idea that such a shocking battle had broken out in the commander's tent.

Seeing Ye Ping who fell to the ground, Yang Xiuyun seemed to let out a long sigh of relief, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Slowly came to Ye Ping's side, pulled out the long sword in his hand and put it on the other party's neck, "Ye Ping, now that the victory and defeat have been decided, what else do you have to say?" Even if you get the inheritance of the true king and the quasi-king, so what? I have seen many geniuses in my life, and there is absolutely no shortage of geniuses in this world. But a genius who doesn't grow up is a waste. ”

At that moment, the judgment was made, and Ye Ping fell into a situation of certain death.