Outside the door, Jiang Ping walked in disgusted, and one person blocked the door, handsome and handsome, and his bearing was like that, and he happened to look at Ying Tianqing standing in the hall.

"Sun thief, what do you see! My son's subordinates never kill unknown people, leave your name, and I will send you to the Western Heaven Elysium. ”

Ying Tianqing didn't feel offended, but looked at Jiang Ping with interest, and then suddenly smiled:

"Boy, are you interested in worshipping me as a teacher? You see, this kid, in order to worship me as a teacher, killed all his relatives and lovers.

But you don't need to, as long as you nod, I will take you as a disciple, and you can swear to the sky that all the inheritances will be taught to you, and you will never hide your secrets. ”

In the hall.

Wen Zhengjun opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Ping, with a hint of hatred in his eyes.

Why did he work so hard to get what others could get with a nod of their heads.

"It's not enough for you to take me as an apprentice!"

Jiang Ping didn't cherish this opportunity for others to break his head at all, so he took a sip and shouted:

"Lao Qiu!"

Disheveled!

The back wall of the hall shattered directly, and a blazing green flame came into the eyes of Ying Tianqing.

"Bone-Eater?"

Ying Tianqing was puzzled, his body turned, his pupils suddenly turned purple, and his right palm hit out, and a layer of purple gas was dense, directly colliding with the flames.

Rumble!

The purple qi collided with the flames, the qi waves were agitated, and then the two figures, one green and one purple, collided together, and in the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged dozens of moves.

And take advantage of this opportunity.

The roof of the hall shattered, and a black knife descended.

How could Wen Zhengjun, who barely possessed the strength of a grandmaster by relying on the evil sect exercises, withstand the spiritual momentum of the great grandmaster, and directly weakened his legs and collapsed on the ground, watching the expressionless little old man rescue his sister.

"Ahem, Miss Wen, it's okay, you're safe. ”

Jiang Ping said softly to Miss Wen with her eyes closed, and unceremoniously took Lao Qiu's credit for saving people for himself.

Miss Wen opened her eyes, looking a little confused: "I'm not dead?"

Jiang Ping smiled and showed a mouthful of big white teeth: "Naturally, I didn't die, with me here, it's hard for you to die." ”

Miss Wen didn't thank him, but her face was loveless, and tears were left, wetting her good-looking face:

"Why don't you let me die?!Why did you save me?!"

"Uh......"

Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly pointed to Qiu Daoyu, who was looking at the battlefield of the two with a solemn expression:

"Miss Wen, you misunderstood, the person who saved you was him, not me!"

Qiu Daoyu: "......"

There is a sentence that will have to be said to Childe sooner or later.

Seeing that Miss Wen could only cry and not speak, Jiang Ping didn't ask for trouble, and turned his head to look at the battle between the green-robed old monster and Ying Tianqing.

He didn't save Miss Wen for any benefit, nor did he have any heroes to save the United States, and he promised to be wealthy.

Now he is a man who has escaped from this low-level taste.

Unless Miss Wen is ten times more beautiful, her family's silver will be ten times more.

Well, then he'll be a little tempted.

After all, if it is ten times more, it will be a high-class fun.

Therefore, his saving people is simply to help each other when he sees injustice, and doing good deeds within his ability is a thing that can make both parties happy.

It's just that the more Jiang Ping looks at this battle situation, the more wrong it becomes, he looks at Qiu Daoyu with some doubts and says:

"Lao Qiu, how can I look horizontally and vertically, the green-robed brother is being pressed and beaten by that pervert?"

Qiu Daoyu nodded straightly: "Childe, you read that right, the green-robed brother can't beat him." ”

", then you don't hurry up!"

Jiang Ping's face changed.

He didn't expect to meet such a fierce man if he wanted to do a good deed.

Is this the saying that the more perverted, the stronger?

Qiu Daoyu shook his head again: "Brother Green-robed didn't call for help, I made a rash move, it would hurt his face." ”

Jiang Ping: "......"

I really want to pry your skull open and see what's inside.

I've been with this boy for so long, and I still haven't learned what it means to fight more and fight less.

"Brother Qiu, help me!"

Fortunately, the green-robed old monster over there seemed to hear Qiu Daoyu's words and immediately shouted.

"Fight with me, and dare to be distracted!"

Ying Tianqing sneered, the purple qi on his face flashed, and the purple qi rose behind him, and he fiercely suppressed the dark fire around the green-robed old monster, and then slapped it out with a palm:

"Purple Qi Heavenly Luo Palm!"

I saw a palm in the air turn into a purple sky net, directly blocking all directions around the green-robed old monster.

The green-robed old monster couldn't retreat, there was no way to avoid it, his face changed, his hands were folded, and then he opened it fiercely:

"Hellfire Body!"

The Immortal Fire swelled all over his body, and in an instant, a Spiritual Fire Dharma Body that was tall enough to be seen appeared, just like the golden-bodied Buddha in the temple.

It's just that unlike the Buddha's kind eyebrows and kind eyes, the green-robed old monster's body is hideous, full of the ominous taste of hell, as if he will suffer bad luck if he looks at it.

The green-robed old monster was in the center of the Dharma Body, protected by the Hellfire Cluster, ready to resist this palm.

The purple qi sky net fell, enveloping the Hellfire Law Body, and the two couldn't hold each other, but the green-robed old monster was trapped in place, unable to move.

It's a long time, but it's just a move.

Almost the next moment the green-robed old monster spoke, the two of them collided.

Ying Tianqing was about to strike again, when he felt a sharp qi behind him, he had to retreat, and turned around to meet Qiu Daoyu, who was attacking.

"Good knife technique!"

Ying Tianqing laughed loudly, wiped his palm to his waist, and saw a soft sword rippling in autumn water in response, the sword body was like the color of autumn water in the long sky, and a sword fell to be a scene.

Even when it collided with Qiu Daoyu's Black Dark Knife, it didn't fall down at all.

His swordsmanship is just as powerful as his palm.

"Good sword. ”

Jiang Ping secretly screamed in his heart, looking at the soft sword in Ying Tianqing's hand.

A handsome and coercive sword, it suits him too well.

He has always disliked carrying a long sword weighing several pounds on his body, because it will be cumbersome and fierce.