"Zhou Ping, if you give me another chance, even if the Tang Holy Emperor himself came back then, I will kill you to the death!"

Blood continued to spill from the mouth of the three-eyed white tiger, and his eyes became more and more dim.

"In the future, you will be the enemy of my beast clan......"

Zhou Ping doesn't have so much nonsense, he only knows that he is about to get revenge, what Tang Dynasty, what frontier to defend the country, the old cigarette pouch he wants and those dead soldiers of the Yama Army can be blinded!!

"Kill!!" Zhou Ping raised his sword and slashed it, and when he ran out of oil and dried up, he could no longer use the power of Hedao Chaos at this time, he could only use some of the true yuan he had just accumulated, although it was pitiful, but it was enough to kill it!

The hand was raised, the sword fell, and a crisp sound came, and Zhou Ping's hand did not come with the touch of cutting, but was violently shaken.

"You named yourself Mitomi, right?"

"When your own life is in the hands of Zhou Ping, an old enemy, what is on your mind?"

A soft voice came from all around, and Zhou Ping looked at the broken sword in his hand, and the killing intent in his chest reached its peak.

No matter which strong man of the Tiger Clan just made the move, he must die today!

He endured the pain of his body, picked up the severed sword blade and stabbed it fiercely at the eyebrows of the three-pupiled white tiger, wanting to forcibly kill it, but a man in white appeared in front of Zhou Ping out of thin air, and gently reached out and pinched the blade.

The man in white raised his hand slightly, and Zhou Ping was instantly blasted out dozens of meters away, and his already overwhelmed body rolled to the ground, leaving a terrifying blood mark on the grass.

But Zhou Ping still didn't give in, he struggled to get up from the grass, threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand, and rushed towards the man in white with blood on his face.

But everything seemed to the man in white to be in vain, he was just a little volley, and the terrifying pressure instantly hit Zhou Ping, where could the seriously injured Zhou Ping withstand such pressure, and he was suppressed by this pressure and fell to the ground in an instant.

From beginning to end, the man in white just stretched out a finger......

Zhou Ping, who was suppressed and fell to his knees, was covered in blood boiling at this time, and he roared and roared, like a mad dog whose back had been broken.

"It's a pity that I can't kill you......" The man in white shook his head, but then he showed a warm smile and said softly, "But the way you kneel, it's really embarrassing......"

"Zhou Ping!!" Li Si saw that Zhou Ping was suppressed by the man in white and fell to the ground, the anger in his chest immediately exploded, he looked at the man in white and scolded, "Who the fuck are you? As a human being, why do you want to help the orcs? Let go of Zhou Ping!!"

The man in white didn't pay attention to Li Si's shout, he patted the bloody head of the three-pupiled white tiger, and asked softly, "Did you hear what I asked just now?"

The three-eyed white tiger's eyes trembled continuously, it slowly raised its head, gritted its fangs, and roared, "Why am I not strong enough!!If I am strong enough, I will not be defeated by him!!I will not be humiliated like this!!"

Hearing this answer, the man in white smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Barely qualified." ”

At the same time, Cheng Ying and the others, who were trembling with the strong men of the Tiger Clan on the periphery, had already rushed here at this time, but there was an invisible barrier around Zhou Ping and the man in white, forcibly blocking everyone from the barrier.

At this time, Zhou Ping knelt on the ground like a corpse, and the once proud head was now lowered, allowing the wind on the plain of ten thousand beasts to blow the corners of his clothes and his proud head......

Zhang Xiaoyue and the others frantically attacked this barrier, but no matter how desperately they tried, they still couldn't leave even a trace of scars on the barrier.

"Brother!!Brother, cheer up a little!!" Zhang Xiaoyue beat the barrier with a crying voice, but Zhou Ping still knelt in place, seemingly silent.

After several fruitless attacks, Cheng Ying clenched her fists and yelled with red eyes, "Zhou Ping!!Stand up!!Stand up!"

"There is still Chu Ci waiting for you in Chang'an City! Your master Chen Bi'an left the words on Qingliang Mountain, and you haven't finished carving them yet! Don't fucking let Lao Tzu look down on you!!"

As if hearing Cheng Ying's words, Zhou Ping's hanging arm moved slightly, but soon fell into silence again, which made everyone's hearts fall to the bottom all of a sudden.

"You said, when you finish everything, you will go to my hometown to teach the children, if you can't do it, even if you die, Lao Tzu will have to dig up your grave!!"

Cheng Ying was crying and scolding, and several men standing beside her heard the roars of the beasts around them, and raised their heads in unison, although they had gathered at this time, they were still surrounded by the beasts before the large army in front of them was killed, and there were still countless tiger beasts rushing forward around them, but Li Si had been leading the war drum battalion and the student army to resist.

Several men glanced at each other, turned around and pounced on the army of the Tiger Clan, like a killing god rushing to kill the Tiger Clan's team, and the people watching were terrified.

"Zhou Ping......" Cheng Ying's last nerve finally couldn't hold back, she knelt in front of the light curtain, her palm against the light curtain, and murmured, "Please, please look at me again......"

"Wang, why don't you kill him?" As the man in white slowly flew into the sky, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the three-eyed white tiger, and it really didn't understand why it wanted to leave Zhou Ping as a scourge.

"Today I have broken his state of mind, and you will kill him yourself in the future. The man in white explained truthfully.

Just as the two of them were soaring into the air, a hoarse voice suddenly came from below.

"Tell me your name. ”

The man in white frowned, and looked down with the three-eyed white tiger, only to see Zhou Ping slowly raise his head, look up at the two people in mid-air, and say word by word.

"Tell me, your name!"

The man in white showed a mouthful of white teeth and said softly, "My name is Song Nian." ”

"Of course, you can also call me the Tiger King!"

Saying that, Tiger King Song Nian suddenly increased the pressure, in a vain attempt to make Zhou Ping lower his head again, but this time Zhou Ping did not bow his head, but stared at him with round eyes, and his whole body began to tremble constantly.

"Tiger King Song Nian, three-pupiled white tiger, I Zhou Ping remembered! I Zhou Ping remembered!"

There was a crackling sound from his back, and the soles of his feet were completely twisted, and in order to resist the pressure, Zhou Ping actually broke his feet.

His pupils continued to contract, blood continued to flow out of his wounds, and Cheng Ying outside the light curtain seemed to be choked with something in her throat when she saw this, she bit her hand tightly, although she had already burst into tears, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

A monstrous pressure suddenly burst out from Zhou Ping's body, and the original contempt and playfulness on the face of the Tiger King Song Nian were all put away at this time, and he looked at the man at his feet expressionlessly, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The bones are cracking, the blood vessels are collapsing, Zhou Ping's legs are constantly being squeezed by the pressure in the process of standing upright, and his feet have been twisted into an inhuman shape, but in this light curtain, there is still a resolute and unyielding body standing up!

"Today's kneeling grace, he will be repaid a hundred times more tomorrow!!"