Chapter 157 Punish the gods and ghosts, and the gods are mighty

Getting the book of warding off evil spirits, Chen Ping sensed it slightly, and could faintly detect a vast and strange spiritual energy in it, knowing that this thing was a treasure, so he was not busy studying it for the time being, and put it in his pocket.

It really worked well.

Using the forbidden heaven and earth aura of this book to defeat the transcendent means, even if it is a great grandmaster, it is not impossible for him to challenge it.

However, it is unlikely that the level of a great master who has cultivated to the level of a general cultivator will be completely defenseless to let people get so close, and the wonder that inspires this book is that.

I heard that when he reached the realm of the Great Grandmaster, he directly reached the unity of heaven and man from the induction of heaven and man, and in a space, he could merge with heaven and earth, and he could no longer hurt him by idle means.

Still, no matter how you put it, it's still a rare good.

Of course, breaking this raid catastrophe, the harvest of luck and fortune is even better.

In his mind, the Spring and Autumn Silkworm did not move, and the catastrophe of the death of the Pei family's uncle and nephew had not arrived, so Chen Ping knew that this catastrophe had not yet completed the process.

His eyes swept over the ruins of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion, and when he saw the corpses everywhere, his eyes flashed slightly, and he ordered:

"Clean up the martial arts hall, if there are people who attack but there are people who are not dead, you don't have to report it, you can directly make up the knife."

With an order, dozens of people rushed out from the street corner, this is the disciple of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall who withdrew from the tunnel first.

When it was approaching dark, they were still in the martial arts hall......

When Xiuyiwei and Pei Jia and the others were about to launch, they got the news early and withdrew from the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall with Han Wushu and others.

Put out an empty city plan, and, far away from the ignition bombing field.

This group of people walked out, and they didn't say much, but they just glanced at Chen Ping with awe, and rushed into the fire.

"What a ruthless boy, he actually killed them all."

In the middle of the fire, a scream rang out.

Two rays of light and shadow, with a sigh, swept up at the same time.

A strong wind swept through the disciples.

One faces south and one faces north.

The man facing south was dressed in black and red, his sternum collapsed, and his face was as pale as a ghost.

There was some unnatural twisting of the hands, apparently broken.

It was the right commander of the embroidered clothes guard to know Liang Qi.

This is worthy of being the nineteenth master on the ground list, his vitality is extremely tenacious, and he was injured like this by the shock, and his true breath is still not gone.

He pretended to be dead in the field before, but he couldn't pretend anymore at this time, so he rose up, and the two ups and downs crossed more than 20 zhang and rushed into the distance of South Street......

Seeing it is about to sink into darkness.

The other person who jumped out of the ruins at the same time as him seemed to be even worse than him.

The skin and flesh of the whole body were shattered and exploded by the fire ripples, and at this time, the skin and flesh on the body fell off, and only some bone frames remained in many places, and only a piece of blood was seen on the face.

However, from the remnants of clothes hanging from his waist, it can be seen that this is the white crow from the Thousand Bone Forest.

This one looked the worst, Chen Ping just glanced at it and knew that he was not as seriously injured as he looked.

At the beginning, the black soul himself burned all the flesh and blood on his body and turned into a skeleton frame to attack, but he saw it with his own eyes.

Since the white crow was also born in the Thousand Bone Forest, this method will naturally be.

The vitality is even stronger than Liang Qi.

However, the direction of the crow's escape was guarded by Han Wushu and Sima Rou, and there was no escape.

But Liang Qi, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he actually saw through the vitality at a glance, until the end of South Street, and there was no master to stop it.

As long as you escape from sight, you can get out of sight.

"I can't escape."

Chen Ping stepped lightly under his feet, and a huge pit appeared on the ground......

The whole person was like a strong arrow off the string, flying south close to the ground, three points faster than Liang Qi's speed, and chased away, dragging countless afterimages behind him.

Compared with light skills, compared to speed, after the Seven Star Step practice reached the perfection, he has not yet discovered that there is anyone faster than his own speed of action.

Especially if you are in the middle of the flat ground and there are not many obstacles.

It's not that I really want to kill them all, but I think of the embroidered guard's pursuit several times, and the one who never gives up is like a maggot attached to the bone.

Although Chen Ping guessed some secrets, the specific situation is not very clear.

Why did the "true dragon's blood" appear on his body? Under what circumstances is it integrated into the blood and bones?

What is the role of the Immortal Sword, what is the current situation of the Fubo Fairy, will he still be chased by the embroidered guards, and has he escaped?

The Great Departure Dynasty has been destroyed imminently, and it has been beaten to the heart, and it has even sent a large number of troops out to pursue treasures, and it does not hesitate to form a deep enmity with Fubo Island, one of the three immortal islands overseas, what kind of strange thing is there?

You don't have to think about these things to understand, and there must be a deeper reason for them.

Moreover, it is a matter of one's own life experience.

He really wanted to catch the senior of the embroidered guard and torture him carefully.

Otherwise, there will be no end to killing wave after wave.

Although I'm not too afraid of the other party's attack now, it's annoying to come too often.

In a few breaths, Chen Ping had already chased after each other, and the sword intent rose, firmly locking Liang Qi.

Take a deep breath and slash with all your strength.

The sword wave swept across the ground, and before the person arrived, a wisp of sharp qi had already slashed behind Liang Qi.

"Chen Ping, as long as you don't kill me, Liang will tell you a shocking secret, which will be of great benefit to you."

Liang Qi exclaimed in surprise, his body flickered, like a snake walking over a raccoon, and he dodged this sky-skimming sword qi like an unknown prophet.

The injuries on his body didn't seem to hinder him too much.

"You stop and talk about it."

Chen Ping was unmoved.

With the force of his feet, he chased after Sanzhang again.

"Well, don't you have a name for righteousness? These people are dead because of you......"

Tossing left and right, sometimes flying close to the ground, sometimes running wildly, Liang Qi's face turned purple, where is there still the demeanor of the right commander of the embroidered guard, anxious like a lost dog, and his face became very ugly.

Feeling the chilling aura behind him, he already knew in his heart that the other party actually had a homicidal intention, and even if he wanted to know any secrets, he would not promise to let him leave alive.

It's true, the reputation of the embroidered clothes guard is too bad.

I have been chasing and killing him everywhere these days, and I have offended him too hard.

Thinking that the Fubo Fairy was basically not well injured, and at this time, he was still being chased by Xu Jing'an's command, Liang Qi no longer had the slightest luck.

He stretched out his hand, and on the side of the street, a trembling woman, a little girl, flew into the air and smashed backwards.

It's like a rockfall from the top of a mountain, and it's fierce and ferocious.

The previous war was about to break out, from the appearance of the eighteen horsemen in the sea to Chen Ping's killing of the Pei family's uncles and nephews, it didn't take much time to gather the communists.

At that time, the streets were full of people, and many people were about to return to their homes before dark.

For a while, there was no way to leave.

The ground shook and the building collapsed, frightening the passers-by, most of whom were lying down and trembling on the spot.

At this time, it became a weapon in the hands of Liang Qi.

He has no knife or gun in his hand, and passers-by are the best knives and guns.

With soft force, tens of thousands of catties of strength are blessed on the human body, turning into a meteor hammer and flying backwards with a bang, no matter what it hits.

It's better to hit it, and it's okay if you can't hit it.

Didn't you Chen Ping spread the name of benevolence and righteousness in the world? Isn't it claimed that all the people of the city are your siblings?

Okay, these people, do you save them or not?

Liang Qi's footsteps were blurred, left and right, and with the gesture pulling, all the way to the slack, more than ten men and women, old and young, were smashed back as weapons.

"Damn."

Chen Ping was secretly angry in his heart, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The desire to capture the other party is also light.

The reputation of the embroidered guards in the Nanli Dynasty is not good, what is the basic operation of raiding the house and destroying the door, and the means are cruel, and it is generally believed that these royal vicious dogs have no humanity.

Chen Ping had only heard of it before.

That's when I saw it.

He put his sword behind his sleeve, and his left and right hands turned into clouds as soft, drawing an arc of the Dao, and using his strength to unload his strength.

The figure swooped left and right, and gently took down more than ten people.

Also, be careful not to use too much force, so as not to hurt these innocent people.

Liang Qi is right when he says something.

He really couldn't afford to ignore it.

You can't just watch these people fall to their deaths.

'Right now. ’

Chen Ping saw Liang Qi, who was getting farther and farther away from him, stretched out his hand and threw the last old man flying, and there were no people in front of him more than 20 zhang away, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He spun his body, his left hand holding the tail of a bird, holding the waist of an old woman, his body was slightly short, spinning, and gently lowered.

The right hand is infinitely strong, with the waist as the bow and the arm as the string......

With a flick of his wrist, his right arm whistled forward like a whip.

The black dragon sword held tightly in the palm of his hand turned into a light and shadow, piercing the air, dragging out a long white mark, which had already shot behind Liang Qi.

"Die."

Chen Ping roared, and the sword light was so fast that he could barely see the shadow.

When Liang Qi found out that something was wrong, he only had time to forcibly twist his body, and he was already pierced by the black dragon sword light from the back of his heart.

Under the impact of the huge concussive kinetic energy, half of his body turned into blood powder, rushing around, his body spinnered, and flew into the air, with an inexplicable strange look in his eyes, proud, desperate, and regretful.

Despair, regret, understandable, what does it mean to be proud?

Chen Ping's mind is extremely keen, and he can check people's emotions to the end, and at this time, when he saw Liang Qi's gaze before he died, he felt that something was wrong.

Between the lightning and flint, he stretched out his hand to catch the old man who flew like a falling rock, and as soon as he put his mind at ease, his heart suddenly beat wildly, and his mind was crazy to warn.

The soft force in his hand turned into rigid force, and the palm force like a cracked stone suddenly rolled out.

At the same time, the chest contains, from rushing forward to backward, and green smoke is rubbing out from under his feet......

Rao is that he is extremely fast, but a little too slow.

The poor old man, who was holding it in his hand and dancing his hands in a panic, poked out a long dark red thorn from the bottom of his sleeve.

The true essence of qi and blood in his body burned like a raging mountain fire......

As soon as the dark red thorn appeared, it was as fast as a shadow, and it had already pierced Chen Ping's chest.

It's like someone went to pick up a basketball, and as a result, just after receiving it, a sharp arrow shot out of the basketball, completely defenseless, and there was no way to hide.

The same goes for Chen Ping.

He only had time to lift his chest slightly, and then to his heart, and the long dark red thorn had pierced into his chest like light and shadow.

Burst......

A bloody light appeared.

The blood pierced through the skin and muscles, and was slightly blocked by the sternum, and could no longer pierce it.

The surging and surging Gang was shocking, and Chen Ping was like a mountain.

The rumble was imprinted on the old man's body.

Burst......

The old man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, his face became hideous.

The figure twisted slightly, like a loach, and then unloaded the palm power, broke free from Chen Ping's palm, twisted his waist, and came to Chen Ping again.

The long dark red thorn loomed, and as his body rotated, it had already pierced the corners of Chen Ping's eyebrows and eyes.

……

"Punish the gods! A master of the inner court? ”

Xiong Ba's eyes widened in astonishment, and his heart trembled.

He finally understood what the opportunity for defeat was that Xiao Chengyun, the military advisor of the Dongmu Army, had said before.

Indeed, Xiao Chengyun is worthy of being a cunning man.

I know a lot about the same cunning and cunning kind.

He calculated that the right commander of the embroidered clothes guard knew that Liang Qi's means were more than that.

Behind the reckless impulsiveness there must be a killer hidden, a plan in the plan, and there are many hidden cards.

From beginning to end, Xiong Ba's eyes widened, trying to see where the secret hand was, but he never found it.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't until Liang Qi was shot through by a sword and shattered the left half of his body, and he had already stepped into Huangquan with one foot, that he saw the last resort.

That crazy escape is a fake.

The murderous act of scattering and flying in all directions and forcing Chen Ping to save the people is also a fake.

The truth is that with the help of these kinds of actions, he used a means to make the impossible possible, using people's hearts and taking advantage of the situation, and forced Chen Ping to a desperate place.

"That's the ghost shadow god Wei Lianxiang, one of the eight inner servants under Emperor Qianheng, specializing in eradicating dissidents, assassinating and assassinating, and the methods are ruthless and cruel.

As soon as he made a move, Chen Ping basically didn't have much life.

What's more, he was also close to this top assassin master who was the best at short and fast attacks, even if he was a great grandmaster, in such adversity, if he wanted to survive, there was very little hope......"

When Xiao Chengyun said this, he no longer looked at the life-and-death struggle in the middle of the long street not far away, and turned his head and said with a smile: "Who belongs to the Canglong Seal, we still have to fight." ”

As soon as the words came out, I found that no one echoed me.

Including Xiong Ba and Xu Yanzong and others, they all looked at the long street with shocked eyes, and their eyes didn't blink.

He turned his head to look and saw two figures in the long street at this time.

I only saw one blue and one gray, and the two figures were like two faint spiritual snake shadows, dragging out long traces of light, coming and going on the street like electricity.

In the midst of the howling wind, a roar and tremor can be heard from time to time.

The rubble cracked and the dust flew, and the dark red blood thorn set off a heavy blood flame, getting brighter and brighter.

Finally, it is like the first sun in the morning......

With the wave of the old eunuch Wei Lianxiang, he struck in all directions, and gradually rolled into a big wave frenzy.

His figure moved forward and retreated, like a ghostly shadow, so fast that he couldn't see it at all.

And Chen Ping, who was opposite him, was interlaced with ten fingers of his hands, either fists or palms, or sword fingers, or plucking, firmly blocking the prickly outside.

Although it seems that the hand speed is a little slow and half afraid, every time at the moment when the stab is half a minute into the flesh, the enemy will be saved, forcing the old lady to retreat.

But he was never assassinated.

"Zhu Shen stabs as fast as a streamer, Zhu Shen kills ghosts, is the best at breaking out, can only be in one go, and then decline and exhaustion, if you can't kill people, you can only kill yourself."

Xu Yanzong sighed, his eyes full of admiration.

In this situation, even the Shen Shen Assassination Method, which claimed to be able to assassinate the Great Grandmaster, could not kill him, and this Chen Ping soared into the sky, and he could no longer stop it.

Sure enough, with Xu Yanzong's sigh, and with Han Wuxian's punch shattering the white crow's dry bones, Chen Ping had already changed here.

The gray-clothed old man was already sweating profusely on his forehead, although his face was still hideous and vicious, there was already a trace of weakness in the depths of his eyes.

He turned into a ghost, spun around his body sharply, and the long thorn in his hand slanted upwards again from an impossible angle, and stabbed Chen Ping's throat with a bang.

Chen Ping's eyes were indifferent, and he seemed to be completely unaware of the few bloody wounds that were stabbed on his body.

The opponent's movements are too fast, especially the hand speed, so fast that it is difficult to see clearly, but he can also use all kinds of feints, a long thorn flashes and flies in his hand, and sometimes he flies in an arc, which makes people unguardable.

However, no matter what kind of exercise kills, if you want to kill, you must always exert your last force.

Chen Ping may not be able to block the opponent's long stabbing attack 100%, but when he exerts his strength at the end and wants to pierce the inner strength of the mixed yuan golden body, he can always find an opportunity to counterattack.

If you hit me, I can stand it, if I hit you, you will become a meatloaf.

That's what happened.

After the two sides fought for more than ten moves, Chen Ping found that the old eunuch's body was a little weak, not an ordinary void.

Although he was slightly injured, his strength was getting stronger and stronger, and his qi was getting stronger and stronger.

But the other party is a little wilted.

Faced with a thorn like a flash of light, Chen Ping knew that he couldn't completely dodge it, because, as long as he dodged, the punishing thorn in the old eunuch's hand would play countless tricks.

Hidden in the void and reality, it will attack again from unexpected places.

He simply didn't hide.

Just took a long breath, and his body rose a few inches again, and it was a stabbing edge that pierced the heart of his throat, and with a bang, it stabbed him on the collarbone in his chest.

Click......

With a burst of great power, the thorns burst forward.

Chen Ping's chest collarbone was cracked.

But there was a mighty and fierce force, and it suddenly rebounded, shaking the old eunuch's wrist numb, and his five fingers slowed down a little.

The sashimi, which was about to rotate and cut backwards, paused slightly.

"What a hard bone."

The old eunuch screamed, twisted his waist and turned his arms, and his energy surged up like a wave, turning into spiral penetrating energy, wanting to stab again with a second force.

Before this force could reach his fingers, he noticed a slight smile on the corner of Chen Ping's mouth.

"Not good."

The old eunuch Wei Lianxiang's waist twisted, like a lithium fish jumping on a wave, wanting to float backwards.

Every time, after the attack, he got out of the way, and he asked himself, no one in this world is faster and more treacherous than his own body.

As a result, this time it was completely different.

Chen Ping didn't attack, one palm was already waiting there, and the big hand closed slightly, and grabbed his wrist.

The tremendous force like the collapse of a mountain peak came from between those five fingers.

"The golden cicada sheds its shell."

Wei Lianxiang screamed, her whole body exploded, and she turned into a short and slender person, her wrist shrunk, and she slid out of Chen Ping's palm.

It's about to fly into the sky.

Chen Ping took a step further, reached out and grabbed his right foot with his backhand.

"I still want to escape."

He shouted violently, turning his strength into softness, for fear of tearing the opponent's calf bones......

Pinching the calf, the body turned, and danced violently.

Call......

Wei Lianxiang exclaimed, and her entire body was picked up and smashed to the ground.

His body writhed wildly, bursts of blood flames, turned into bright light flames, and rushed from the dantian qi sea to the limbs and hundreds of remains, trying to block the smash.

But it didn't work.

Chen Ping smashed down, splashing streamers, and rubble rained, but he didn't let go.

The waist moved, the body writhed, and it was another ......

Boom......

Bang bang bang!

smashed five, six, seven or eight times in a row, and gradually felt that his hand was getting lighter and lighter.

until it's as light as nothing.

He stopped.

I saw that the old man caught in his hand had his upper body smashed into mud and fell off, and he had already died too long ago to die again.

"Good fellow, amazing, almost assassinated.

If he had been a little stronger and faster, I might not have been able to carry it. ”

Looking down at the seven or eight bloody wounds on his body, Chen Ping's heart was shocked.

"That's Wei Lianxiang, have you heard of the Shen Shen Thorn? He was beaten to death by you. Han Wuxian hurriedly ran over, his eyes were very strange.

This time, Sima Rou didn't say anything, just looked at her apprentice in shock. ,

You must know that the name of the ghost shadow and the gods, even the great grandmaster does not dare to ignore it.

If you really encounter the other party's desperate assassination, you have to peel off your skin if you don't die.

And Wei Lianxiang is a well-known and powerful character among the eight inner servants, and ordinary people are not qualified to let him worry about it, let alone assassinate him.

's own apprentice actually beat this one to death with his bare hands.

Although it was injured, it could be regarded as an injury, and the wound was wriggling, as if it was about to scab over.

"Medicine, medicine, mother, what are you doing in a daze? Didn't you see the blood of your junior brother? Han Xiaoru was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and hurriedly found the snow-white ointment, and was really a little speechless for her parents, who had no eyesight.

Feeling Han Xiaoru's little hand wiping on his body, Chen Ping coughed dryly, turned his head and smiled: "Brother Xiong, General Xu, I've been watching the show for so long, why don't you go to my Cuihu Residence to drink a bowl of wine and tea." ”

"There is no need to drink wine and tea, General Chen is mighty, on the battlefield of another day, when there is a time to fight the enemy side by side, then kill the Hu people, and then come to drink and talk."

Xu Yanzong laughed, and his voice gradually drifted away.

Xiong Ba was even more straightforward, gave Du Jingyun a look, and laughed: "General Chen still has something to do today, Xiong will not bother for now, and get together another day, and get together another day." ”

As he spoke, he ran faster than Xu Yanzong.

As for Xiao Chengyun.

At the moment before Chen Ping smashed Wei Lianxiang into meat sauce, he had already retreated and disappeared without a trace.

(End of chapter)