Jiang Ping has always been a very casual person, or a sentimental guy.

He laughs when he is happy, cries when he is sad, scolds when he is unhappy, even if he can't beat others, he must secretly scold in his heart while smiling.

He doesn't always calculate the best gains.

He's just one of the ordinary people.

It's just that because of the game panel, because of the crossing, he has become unusual.

He doesn't like to pursue strength, because he knows that he is not this material, how can a hand with a kitchen knife hold a murderous knife.

Even if he occupies the body of the original generation of Demon Venerables, the core spirit is still him.

The handsome chef who has to fly and can fly is a famous life player.

How can such a core give full play to the strength of a generation of Demon Venerables.

So he is actually very strong, but he still keeps telling himself that he is a weak chicken, because in this case, he will not have the confidence to do something stupid.

Like now.

Angry thoughts dominated his will.

He felt that if he just watched Ying Tianqing leave, he would scold himself for being a coward for the rest of his life.

Can't he beat it?

Isn't it just a few years of life?

Isn't it possible to be schizophrenic?

Isn't it just to play bigger?

He can afford to play!

With a sharp blade, the murderous heart rises!

And so—

Talent: Uniqueness.

Open!

"Get down!"

"Hahaha!!"

At this moment, Ying Tianqing obviously hasn't discovered the seriousness of the matter.

It's as if he's watched a great drama and saw a happy ending at the end.

He drank the jug in one gulp, and the jug gurgled and rolled off the eaves tiles.

"Finally said it, tonight's climax has finally appeared, happy!

This sweet sister-brother relationship is really delicious.

Good apprentice, that's it, your affection and love will only be an obstacle that binds you, and by clearing them, your knife can be faster and fiercer.

If you want to kill those disgusting men, then pick up your knife!"

"Kill them!"

Wen Zhengjun hugged Miss Wen in his arms, but his eyes were blood-red again, and with the blood and tears in the corners of his eyes, it was extremely terrifying.

But before he could exert his strength, he was slapped with a palm.

Wen Zhengjun only felt that a huge mountain fell directly from the sky, and he had to support it to the death, and he couldn't move the slightest.

Jiang Ping flipped his palm, didn't look at him, and repeated it again to Ying Tianqing:

"Get down!"

Ying Tianqing was reprimanded again and again, and his expression finally became impatient, he stood up suddenly, and his momentum was-for-tat with Jiang Ping:

"I have invited you to watch such a good show, but no one understands my heart, and you dare to reprimand me again and again.

It seems that it should be time for me to remind people of the name extinction.

Let's go together!"

The green-robed old monster and Qiu Daoyu silently took a step back.

When Childe started this terrifying state, they knew that tonight was destined to be Childe's one-man show.

The gray hair danced wildly behind him, Jiang Ping ran wildly on the ground, and then stepped into the air.

Thousands of miles alone, complete.

I saw Jiang Ping's figure like light, and a string of afterimages appeared in mid-air, passing towards Ying Tianqing at great speed.

If you don't come down, I'll go up."

Ying Tianqing finally found out that Jiang Ping was wrong, his momentum was too strong, so strong that he shouldn't belong to his realm.

Even the Great Grandmaster is nothing more than that.

And that unique aura of him.

It felt familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had felt it.

But at this moment, he was no longer allowed to think too much, his expression was solemn, his eyes turned purple, the purple qi on his face flashed, and then his palm pat:

"Purple Qi Heavenly Luo Palm!"

Rumble!

The purple gas turned into a sky net, obscuring the sky and blatantly pressing down.

Jiang Ping's body was full of golden light, and at the same time, his body skyrocketed, turning into a golden Arhat golden body.

Arhat's Golden Body: Perfection!

The purple qi skynet enveloped him, but he didn't hold on to it under the surging golden body, and it exploded directly.

The palm power was broken, and the power of Ying Tianqing collapsed, and he couldn't help but retreat, and his strength was unloaded under his feet, and the roof was directly cracked, and the rumbling sound rose again.

Ying Tianqing was wrapped in a layer of purple light, and his figure jumped up, fighting with Jiang Ping in mid-air.

Bell Bell Bell !!

A crisp sound like striking iron continued to sound, Ying Tianqing and his skin were purple at this moment, his body seemed to be not bad, and his defense power immediately increased greatly, and it was actually on par with Jiang Ping's Arhat Golden Body.

They fists and palms, bodies collided, golden and purple light and shadow shrouded, left and right interspersed, and in a moment, I don't know how many moves they fought.

I saw two rays of light and shadow fall to the ground, supported by the earth, and the power went straight through the twelve layers, slapping each other with a palm, and hitting each other's chests.

In the end, a loud sound that seemed to shatter the eardrum was heard, and it exploded between the two of them.

Boom!

The huge wind and waves blow up the dust, which is even more psychedelic in today's dim environment.

Wait until the turmoil dissipates.

I saw that Ying Tianqing's white robe on his chest was broken, and his face was red and purple, and finally he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but he smiled at Jiang Ping.

"It's a good thing, but it's a pity that you're one level behind me after all. ”

I saw Jiang Ping standing in place, with a big purple handprint printed on his chest, and then with a 'peng' sound, his golden body was directly shattered, and his body also shrank back to its original size, and even the seven orifices were bleeding.

But Jiang Ping suddenly broke away from the state of neither sadness nor joy, and grinned at Ying Tianqing, revealing his blood-stained gums:

"Sun thief, this is just the beginning!"

Talent: Attract Stars!

Jiang Ping's hands were wide open, and a little green light suddenly appeared on the ground around him, like fireflies rushing towards Jiang Ping's moth.

His injuries healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the black and white qi on his face spread, which made his momentum more and more terrifying.

"Snatching grass and trees to replenish oneself, what kind of evil skill is this?!"

"There is also the yin and yang qi of the primordial Dao vein, no, there is also the breath of other exercises mixed with it, who are you?!"

Ying Tianqing is worthy of being a well-informed old-timer, and Jiang Ping's exercises were suddenly seen by him.

But the more this happened, the more he felt the horror of the young man in front of him.

Buddhism, Demonic Exercises, Daomen Exercises......

How did he integrate so many different schools of practice into one, and wasn't he afraid of conflicts and going mad?

Collapse~~~

Da!

Suddenly, a string in Ying Tianqing's mind suddenly broke.

His face was abrupt.

He remembered what Jiang Ping's unique aura was just now.

Mythical breath!

There are also mythological exercises!

The person in front of him turned out to be the heir of the martial arts myth!

When he achieved the name of the Demon Venerable many years ago, he felt invincible in the world, who in the heavens and on the earth could make him surrender?

Even the Demon Gate Holy Lord is only open to him.

Then he met the real boss of the Demon Gate.

Just turned around, and a palm fell, he didn't even see the figure clearly, he saw the sky and the earth cracking, full of terror, only to feel that he was invincible.

When he came back to his senses, he was in pain both physically and mentally, and there was an extra crack in the purple day that he had condensed in his spiritual consciousness.

He knew that this was the big man's punishment for being too arrogant in the Demon Gate in those years.

Under this palm, it will not die, but it will not be easy.

This is the real reason for his semi-retirement.

Even if he has been cultivating for more than ten years, he is actually only recovering.

Otherwise, with his temperament, how could he stay in one place for so many years.

This time, I was invited by others, and secondly, I felt that I had recovered and could do something.

Unexpectedly, the first thing I did when I was born was to meet a mythical heir.

The myth of martial arts is already an invincible existence beyond the great masters, and their exercises will be marked with a deep spiritual imprint, with their own unique atmosphere.

When their descendants perform the exercises, they will unconsciously simulate this spiritual imprint.

That is, the mythical breath in the mouth of the insightful.

No wonder he will accompany the two great masters, no wonder he can't even look down on him, no wonder in his mouth, the Demon Gate is nothing more than that.

Now Zi Ying understands everything.

The backstage is hard!

Ying Tianqing couldn't help but grin at Jiang Ping, his eyes showing a crazy look.

Myth inheritors are good!

Re-born in the first battle, you can use the blood of myths to justify your name, the world is so big, how many people can have this honor?

He has even faced the mythical boss of the Demon Gate, how could he retreat because of the name of a mythical heir.

If the myth comes, he has to bow down in response to the heavens, but a mere heir is still a little meaningless.

As for possible retaliation after that.

How could he be afraid of it?

It made him look like he didn't have a backstage.

"Die!"

All these thoughts seem to be long, but in fact they are only a few breaths.

Now that the decision has been made, Ying Tianqing will not sit idly by and watch Jiang Ping recover easily.

He forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and his purple eyes emitted a burst of demonic light, and his face seemed to be covered with a purple mask.

Secret Method: Violet Cover!

In this way, his momentum instantly recovered, even more than the heyday just now.

Sa!

The soft sword shot out, and a burst of sword light fell like autumn water, glowing with a little purple.

At the same time, a purple sun rose behind his head, illuminating the radius of several miles as if it were day.

It's just that the light is purple and has a hint of evil intent.

Compared to the Grandmasters, the biggest breakthrough for the Martial Arts Grand Masters is that their spiritual will has been transformed, so their martial arts true intent can be transformed from virtual to real.

This is the true form of martial arts!

The transformation from a spiritual attack to a real level is like a dimensionality reduction blow.

Theoretically, as long as the true intent of the martial arts is strong enough, it can really summon a real great sun, descend on the heavens and the earth, and burn all beings.

Of course, Ying Tianqing has not yet reached this realm.

It's just that True Intention Transformation is also a great burden for the Great Grandmaster, and unless he is at the same level, he will not use it easily.

After all, the advantage of the Great Grandmaster over the Grandmaster is too great, and one punch and one palm is enough to suppress them at the spiritual level.

In addition to the demon freaks, if the grandmaster wants to challenge the great grandmaster, he will only kill himself.

Summoning the Purple Sun in response to the Heavenly Condition shows that he is really going to do his best.

Qiu Daoyu and the green-robed old monster glanced at each other, both showing worriedness.

Just now, they fought each other, and they all maintained restraint, and the true form of martial arts did not come out.

After all, the people who can break through the Great Grandmaster, who are not the genius monsters of the past, each of them should not be underestimated.

If they fight hard, even if they fight two or one, they may be dragged one or even two away.

They have no grievances and no enemies, so why fight for life and death.

In fact, if they were to be transferred to Jiang Ping's position, it would be the ultimate to save the lives of the Wen family's sisters and brothers.

Even a little more indifferent, with his own non-action in exchange for a small favor in Ying Tianqing.

This is the norm in the rivers and lakes.

How can there be so much blood in the rivers and lakes, everyone talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but what they do is all about interests.

Those fledgling hot-blooded teenagers either spilled their blood in the rivers and lakes, or walked to their position, and their blood was already cold, or even cold.

"Do you want to make a move?"

The green-robed old monster asked.

Although Jiang Ping had a record of defeating the Great Grandmaster, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Great Grandmaster was not in the right state at that time.

Because even when he was at his worst, he would rather burn his essence blood than summon his martial true form.

What's more, that great grandmaster is still known as the great grandmaster of weak chickens, but this one in front of him is a demon venerable who can defeat one against two.

He shot with all his might, if Jiang Ping was defeated, even they would not be able to save his life in a single shot.

Qiu Daoyu paused, shook his head and said:

“...... I can't bet, let's make a move. ”

As a person who watched Jiang Ping all the way, he knew that Childe's potential was far more than what he was now.

It's just that because of his personality, he is always avoiding battles and withdrawing himself.

If it is a battle of life and death, it is worth gambling if it can make him transform himself, be brave from now on, and have the courage to challenge everything.

But he thought about it for a moment and chose to give up.

If he loses the bet, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

What's more, the current son is actually quite good, and he has a lot of human touch.

So the black sword in his hand ignited frost, and a long black and white knife in the sky behind him suddenly appeared.

Martial Arts True Form: Kureei Sword!

The green-robed old monster also nodded, and behind him was a cloud of dark fire that came out, and on it was a terrifying skull shuttling through.

Martial Arts: Bone Erosion!

"You don't have to make a move!"

I only heard Jiang Ping's voice coming from afar, and Qiu Daoyu and the green-robed old monster were all stunned.

Then a light lit up on the ground.

I saw a lotus-shaped star light up at the center of Jiang Ping's eyebrows, with a faint four-petal lotus, and as his voice fell, the fifth petal lotus faintly outlined and took shape.

In an instant, a beam of light seemed to lead to the sky.

Talent: Destiny.

Light up!

Five-star realm!

"One move!"

Jiang Ping was like crazy, and in the face of the purple sun that seemed to devour everything, he threw away all fears, and there was only one crazy belief left in his heart.

Kill him!

"Kill you!"

Rumble!

The momentum erupted like a volcano, and Jiang Ping's whole person turned into a ray of light.

Light turns into a sword.

Transform into a sword, and the sword is one!

Immortal Sword Intent!

The dreamy old dream of Lanke has long since transcended the original shackles of this move and has become a dream sword.

The Purple Sun is so magnificent, and Jiang Ping is so small and faint.

But when the weather came to control the day, the two collided together, and Jiang Pingsheng stopped castration.

Boom!

Even the void seemed to be distorted by the impact, the light of the purple sun swayed, and a transparent shock wave blew like a hurricane, and there was not a single complete building left in the entire Wen family's mansion.

Even the ground was scraped off inches thick.

Click!

There was a crunch.