Seeing that Shali in the field was arrogant, and he looked like he had eaten Gan Ping, which made Jian Seventeen a little unbearable, after all, Gan Ping had also been taught under his seat for many days, and he barely had some incense reputation, so being insulted made his face a little unbearable. was about to speak, but when he saw Gan Ping laugh, the wine glass in his hand flew out and quietly landed on the table behind him.

"You barbarian, it's really ridiculous!" Gan Ping stood tall and pointed at this Shali, with a look of disdain, "Things gather people in groups, and we and other immortal cultivators are noble and do not perform in the world." And you, a barbarian, although you have cultivated some exercises, do you really think that you can compete with us?"

The people present were all elite disciples of famous sects, all of them were arrogant and arrogant, and they were self-conscious, and when this Shali appeared, there were already many people frowning slightly, wouldn't it be a self-inflicted identity to let this savage come on the scene on such an occasion? Like the famous families in the secular world, the disciples of these great sects have their own reserves and nobility, and they don't even look at such a guy on weekdays. Obviously, Gan Ping's words deeply fit the minds of these people, and they all nodded slightly and whispered.

And Na Shali was already furious when he heard such words, his face was red, and he was even more furious when he saw that these people who were doing it looked like they were concerned. "What a sharp-toothed boy, I don't argue with you, I just ask you, are you a man? If you are a man, you will go down with me and take two moves!"

Gan Ping glanced at Li Xian, and said hesitantly: "It's up to you, it's not worth my shot." At the current juncture of such a great enemy, there is still an endless infighting among themselves, and only a barbarian like you who does not know the etiquette can do it!In fact, you have a fight with it, and it is simply a perfect complement!" he pointed his finger at the fire that was squeezing his eyebrows. The crowd immediately burst into laughter.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Na Shali immediately let out a strange scream, jumped up like thunder, raised the bronze giant stick in his palm and threw it towards Gan Ping. He couldn't stand it anymore and was anxious to teach Gan Ping a lesson. There was a cheer behind him, and it was the monks recruited by the brave king Li Xian. Most of these monks were from scattered cultivation backgrounds, and their status was low, and they were originally a little inferior in front of these people, so Gan Ping even beat them in his words, and brought them in by the way, which made them hate Gan Ping very much, and when they saw Sha Li doing it, they immediately shouted and cheered.

"Despicable!" "It's so shameless!" The Shali and Gan Ping were only three or four feet away, and at this time, they immediately jumped on top of Gan Ping's head, and the bronze giant stick struck at the top of Gan Ping's head with a sharp whistle. This time it was as fast as lightning, and there was no sign of half a point, and such a sneak attack made everyone present immediately shout and curse, denouncing this Shali for being despicable and shameless, and making a sneak attack.

Life is like that, when you gain something, you always have to lose something. Gan Ping thought to himself that he was not the saint, it was impossible to be liked by everyone, and now he had to do it as a last resort, in the face of the provocation of this brave king, Gan Ping scolded the commander of Shali and offended these low-level monks by the way. Murder and heart, there are countless things in the world that are more painful than death, since this brave king wants to use himself to establish his authority and attract people's hearts, then he will let his people's hearts collapse and beat them back to their original form!

Now offended these monks under Li Xian, Gan Ping used this to retreat Li Xian to the edge of the people's hearts, if he couldn't defeat Gan Ping completely, then he would lose the hearts of these people. There are already smart people present who have seen this, Liuyun Fairy looked at Gan Ping with a calm face with a little surprise, she didn't expect that this seemingly plain, indifferent Gan Ping would be so decisive in doing things, it was simply like aggression, just one move forced this Li Xian to the edge of the cliff, there was no room for half a point to return.

At this time, although the place was crowded, it was silent, and the terrible howl outside the city was heard, shaking everyone's eardrums. It was the brute beasts outside the city that began to come out and hunt for blood. However, at this moment, the bronze giant stick of Na Shali has reached the top of Gan Ping's head, but Gan Ping still ignores it, Na Shali is happy, if he defeats this master disciple of the Miao Cheng Sect with a stick, he will really become famous.

However, just half a foot before Kan reached Gan Ping's head, a sharper sound of breaking the sky sounded, and in front of Gan Ping, an iron rod the thickness of a golden tea cup suddenly swept upward. The iron rod wheel was so hard that even the rod body refined by the evil gold was brought out of an arc by the terrible force, and this stick was struck, and it actually brought a violent wind all over the field, and even the air was almost evacuated by this stick.

It was Huo'er, seeing that this Shali was fierce in front of his master, Huo'er, who had long been unable to bear it, immediately rounded the Juntian stick in his hand and gave him a stick to a stick. Playing with sticks in front of spirit monkeys with the blood of Hercules apes like Huo'er, it is ridiculous to say, this Hercules ape clan is the ancestor of playing sticks, and the stick of Huo'er, who has inherited all the bloodline memories, the copper cylinder against the iron urn, collided with the bronze giant stick in mid-air.

The earth-shattering loud noise came out, and the entire Tianmen Mountain City was clearly audible, and the field was surging vigorously, and several of the many scattered cultivators under Li Xian's sect turned pale, and even the case of people with strips was overturned. Huo'er's brute strength is stronger than Gan Ping's, and the Juntian stick in his hand is more than 100,000 catties, Na Shali ate this blow in mid-air, and with nowhere to borrow his strength, the whole person was like a ball whipped by a child, and flew out with a strange scream.

However, looking at the many sect disciples present, all of them were well-dressed and had a serene demeanor, and even the wine on the table had not spilled a little under this surging energy. Compared with the two, it is immediately clear that Li Xian's subordinates are just a group of rabble, coupled with Gan Ping's previous words, this contrast makes Li Xian's face more and more gloomy.

"Wu Na barbarian!" Gan Ping took a step forward and looked at Sha Li who looked embarrassed, "Do you have the courage to compete with me?" Sha Li suffered a big loss under Huo'er's stick, although he was born with divine power, but his physical cultivation is only a little stronger than ordinary Yuanying middle-level monks, but Huo'er is a real spirit beast known for its strength, although the fire monkey is famous for controlling fire, Gan Ping has never seen Huo'er even once, manipulating the flame against the enemy, this little violent maniac has interpreted his power to the extreme. The strength of a body is close to 150,000 stones, and the grade is also worthy of entering the eleventh order, such a strength can be regarded as the existence of a demon king according to Tianling, and even more in the palm of the hand, this Gan Ping Juntian stick refined with evil gold is even more indestructible and unbreakable, and the bronze stick in Shali's palm was almost shattered under one blow.

Sha Li was holding the bronze giant stick that was buzzing and trembling with a frightened face, and the pain from the tiger's mouth made him a little incredulous, his Yuan Ying Xiu's body was actually cracked by the tiger's mouth, how powerful is this monkey? Hearing Gan Ping's words, this Sha Li immediately woke up, "How do you want to compare?" At the moment, he is stronger than people, and there is no room for him to choose, he has already restrained himself slightly, and he is not arrogant.

But Gan Ping obviously didn't want to let him go, and said immediately, "Since you feel that you are qualified to compete with me, that's fine, just now I heard His Royal Highness King Yong say that this Tianmen Mountain City has gathered wild beasts, and there are two big guys whose strength is comparable to that of thirteenth-order demon beasts, why don't you and I each hunt one?

Gan Ping's words were eloquent, as if he was not talking about killing a demon king-level brute beast, but going out of the city to play, but listening to it made his face pale. "What are you kidding? Are you crazy? Those two brute beasts are comparable to the primordial god monks, and they are infinitely powerful, and there are countless brute beast guards, kill them, it's almost the same as death!" Shaliden exclaimed.

The corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and Gan Ping looked at him with a surprised face, "I think that Lu Guoshi has been running for the Gao Tang Kingdom all his life, in order to ensure the safety of one party, and now that the brute beasts are invading, it is the time for a good man to make contributions." Since you have the heart to become a disciple of Lu Guoshi, why don't you want to do something for this Tianmen Mountain?" The rhetorical words made Sha Li speechless for a while, and everyone nodded slightly. Yes, I heard that when Gan Ningcheng was besieged by demon beasts in Youtian City, even if he was physically disabled, he also climbed to the head of the city to help fight, showing his true qualities, but now this Shali is extremely cultivated, but he is cowering in this city, not daring to go out to fight. This Lu Zhenyan really didn't choose the wrong person.

Gan Ping wants this effect, doesn't he want to compete with my father? Don't you want to compete with me for a long time? Then you must first come up with the ability to prove your strength, otherwise, no matter how big you say, it will be empty talk. What if he is superior in strength? He is not as virtuous as my father, and his strength is not as good as that of a monkey, and Gan Ping is intent on suffocating this foul-mouthed Shali.

Immediately, the general people cast pity on Na Shali, this poor fellow, who was dizzy by Gan Ping's crutches and fell into the trap, and now it is difficult to get out. When Shari heard this, he shouted, "What are you kidding? How can that brute beast be dealt with by one person? Aren't you scared, and you have made an excuse?"

Gan Ping smiled and said nothing, standing in the middle of the field and looking at Shali with a clown-like expression. "Well, you barbarian, from a remote background, have never read a book of sages, and don't know what the righteousness is, then I will tell you today what a real man is!" Gan Ping's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Dare to be the first in the world, and care about the common people to go to the soup and fire for men, my master respects Mo Yifeng, and rises with a sword to sweep away the demon atmosphere in southern Xinjiang, it is for men! The seventeenth predecessor of the sword, he fought 30,000 miles in one day, and killed 13 people who disturbed the people, it was for men! My father Gan Ningcheng was disabled and strong, and he was not afraid of the siege of demon beasts, it was for men!"

Gan Ping's words became more and more passionate, and he successively cited the past of Mo Yifeng and Jian Seventeen, which made the two old guys can't help but be slightly proud, remembering the time when they were young and high-spirited, walking the world with swords, and now they brought the wine cup to their mouths fiercely, and drained the wine syrup in one gulp.