Zhu Honghu also did not show weakness, he superimposed the five elements and yin and yang formations on the sword at the same time, and when the sword was swung, the surrounding city walls all trembled.

The Zhou Ping sword qi floating opposite him was several miles long, and the huge Hedao Killing Sword slashed through the blood clouds in the sky, and the entire palace was instantly shrouded in scarlet blood mist, and even the Xuan Realm battlefield was filled with red mist at this time.

This is not a simple blood mist, but a vision of heaven and earth guided by Zhou Ping's murderous aura, once shrouded by this blood mist, people's killing intent will be infinitely amplified, if it is cultivated to be more profound, it is fine, but if the cultivation is not high, and the mind is not resolute enough, it is very likely to be affected by the blood mist and become a murderous demon.

However, fortunately, this blood mist has only shrouded part of the palace at present, and has not escaped into Chang'an City, otherwise the people in Chang'an City will definitely suffer a catastrophe.

"Zhou Ping, what's going on over there!" Li Si touched the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and asked with a gloomy look, "How can there be such a strong murderous aura?"

"His Royal Highness King Wei protect yourself first!" Chu Li knocked back a Xuan Realm powerhouse with a punch, and took the time to stabilize his Xuan Qi.

He glanced in the direction where Zhou Ping had left, and although his eyes were full of worry, he still said firmly, "I believe in him, just like he was in the White Tiger Camp back then!"

The White Tiger Camp is living to the death! The Ten Thousand Beasts Forest battlefield led the army across the Tiger Clan! Zhou Ping is no longer the cowardly young man who was rescued by the old tobacco pouch! He is a real strong man! A real warrior! He will definitely be a miracle maker!

Two people, two swords, with a loud bang, the monstrous blood spread like waves, and in the smoke and dust in the sky, Zhou Ping flew out upside down like a meteor.

Cheng Ying's body was shaken down, Zhou Ping's body was shocked by Zhu Honghu and retreated to the city wall, and the palace wall more than ten meters high collapsed in an instant, completely burying Zhou Ping.

The corpse wrapped in robes fell to the ground at this time, although it was still wrapped in robes, but Zhu Honghu couldn't help but praise twice.

"To be honest, if it weren't for the urgency of time, I really wanted to taste her, I'm afraid that this girl's physical skills will be difficult for anyone in the whole world to be outstanding, you two should have a lot of tricks when you play......"

Zhu Honghu is not arrogant enough to think that he can kill Zhou Ping with one move, although he doesn't want to admit it, but Zhou Ping is indeed outrageously strong, if Zhou Ping is in his realm, I'm afraid there are few people in the whole world who are his opponents......

It's a pity that now he is just an ant with triple injuries, and there are too many people in this world who can crush him.

Zhou Ping was pressed under the broken bricks of the city wall at this time, he could hear what Zhu Honghu said, but he didn't make any reaction, he wasn't angry, he wanted to break Zhu Honghu's body into thousands of pieces more than anyone else, and cut it with a thousand knives, but these emotions that should have appeared on him disappeared.

Fear, anger, hatred, sadness, he can no longer feel his emotions, and now Zhou Ping doesn't even have the mood to cry.

Gray, at this time, there was only gray as far as Zhou Ping's eyes could see, all the colors disappeared in his eyes, he wanted to struggle to stand up, but the scars on his body made him unable to exert a little strength.

He had never been so powerless, he was screaming in front of him when he killed his beloved enemy, but he didn't even have the strength to get up, why was he so weak!

He was as weak as an ant, an insect that could be crushed to death at any time, but he had obviously practiced so hard, he had already worked hard in his cultivation!

Zhu Honghu saw that Zhou Ping did not move, so he casually released a few Xuan Qi exercises towards the ruins, Zhou Ping was hit again, if it was an ordinary immortal cultivator, he would definitely be dead now and could not die anymore, but Zhou Ping still stubbornly survived.

Just when Zhou Ping was on the verge of despair, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Zhou Ping, can you stand up for your master!"

Zhou Ping trembled, he slowly raised his head, only to see that in the smoke and blood mist, Cheng Ying's illusory figure slowly walked out, and the Nine Absolute Yin Qi on Zhou Ping's body seemed to be stimulated and released wildly, and Cheng Ying's body gradually became more condensed.

The Nine Absolute Yin Qi is the most powerful Yin Qi in the world, unless it is attacked by the soul, otherwise the soul of ordinary people will remain in the world for a period of time after death before dissipating, the soul is the carrier of the Yin Qi of people, and now Zhou Ping's Nine Absolute Yin Qi was completely released under his despair, and it was temporarily condensed Cheng Ying's soul.

"Lao Tzu is still there with his bare ass, can you fight for some anger!" Cheng Ying squatted down, hating iron and steel, wanting to give Zhou Ping a violent shudder, but found that he couldn't touch Zhou Ping's body at all.

Cheng Ying...... Is it you......" Zhou Ping trembled and stretched out his hand, but there was nothing but nothingness as far as his fingertips touched.

Just in the blink of an eye, Cheng Ying's soul began to become illusory, Cheng Ying also knew her own situation, this female general who was as strong as an iron man couldn't stop crying, she trembled and said, "Zhou Ping, you fucking stand up and hack him to death!"

"I chased you with a hard time, why the died, aren't you the first day in the world?

"You've bullied me for so long, I haven't bullied you yet, woowoo......"

Seeing Cheng Ying crying, Zhou Ping struggled to move his body forward, as if something was about to flow out of his eyes, but his emotions couldn't explode at all.

"Cheng Ying, Cheng Ying, I beg you not to leave...... Zhou Ping roared, "If there is no you, how can I persevere? If my world is without you in the future, how do you want me to live!"

Cheng Ying had dissipated at this time and only had the last wisp of soul left, and she hovered beside Zhou Ping for a long time and refused to disperse, as if encouraging him.

"Ahh

"Kill him, kill him......"

"Kill him, kill him!" Zhou Ping roared and stood up, at this time the skin all over his body turned red, and the little sword inserted in the distant city wall turned red again, and began to tremble constantly.

Zheng - With a crisp sword sound, Xiao Man instantly flew into Zhou Ping's hand, at this time Zhou Ping was holding Xiao Man, only to feel that the killing intent in his chest was still difficult to calm down, but his strength was not enough to kill Zhu Honghu, what should I do!

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Xiaoyue and the others who were fighting bloody battles at the mecca, and this scene was almost exactly the same as the battle between the old cigarette pouch and the Yama army in the border city of the southern country.

Looking down at the crimson sword in his hand, Zhou Ping's ears rang with what the old cigarette pouch had done back then, and his smile gradually became crazy.

"The lungs belong to gold, and the lungs are injured with gold!"

Zhou Ping roared angrily, and actually inserted the crimson Xiaoman sword into his chest with his backhand.

Xiao Man has followed Li Qixian for decades, and his material has already evolved from mortal iron to extreme gold, and now that the extreme gold has entered his lungs, Zhou Pingjin's injury realm has been forcibly opened, and the killing qi that has been buried in his chest has finally been released.

The meadow, the palace, and even the entire Chang'an City have all fallen into the crimson killing blood mist at this time, but this blood mist is not the same as the previous one, and the killing intent in this blood mist is only aimed at one person from beginning to end!

"Zhu Honghu!"

Zhou Ping's voice seemed to be an evil ghost from hell, even if Zhu Honghu was an immortal cultivator of the half-step Xuan Realm, he was already a little shuddered when he saw Zhou Ping's appearance at this time.

The blood all over his body had dyed Zhou Ping blood-red, and a crimson sword passed through his chest, and his scarlet eyes looked at Zhu Honghu.

"This world is inherently unfair, Zhou Ping, since you are weak, you have to accept the fate of the weak!" Zhu Honghu sneered.