Seeing that Yin Zhongping took out the jade slip, a fiery look flashed in the eyes of Zhengyuan Zhenren on the side, but he still looked at the two people who were whispering coldly. If you don't know the idea of this Zhengyuan real person after knowledge, then you are a fool, Yin Zhongping on the side is also slightly nervous, but he is mercenary, but he does not make a noise, he makes a fortune in a muffled voice, whether it is the young man in front of him or the Zhengyuan real person on the side, it is difficult to resist, but with his understanding of Zhengyuan real person, it is obvious that the young man in front of him is more than lucky.

Quite regretfully forgot to glance at this handsome young man, Yin Zhongping was slightly regretful, obviously this kid's net worth is extremely rich, but it is going to be cheaper than this Zhengyuan real person. Although he was a little unwilling, he still knew that this was a place where he could not stay for a long time, and the reason why Zhengyuan Zhenren did not attack on the spot was because there was a monk at the peak of the Jindan realm behind his Yin family to help. Otherwise, he Yin Zhongping would have already become a ghost under the sword, if he didn't know the fun, he would still delay here, and something would inevitably happen.

Quickly put away the things given by Gan Ping, Yin Zhongping slightly signaled to the Zhengyuan real person on the side, and immediately drove a crooked dim sword light and flew out of the mountain. And that Zhengyuan real person still stood there without half an expression, his eyes flashing and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing Yin Zhongping disappear, Gan Ping turned his head and stared at Zhengyuan Zhenren with blazing eyes. "Dare to ask the seniors, what do you still have to say about staying here?" Seeing Gan Ping asking, the Zhengyuan real person looked at him with a smile. "Boy, what do you think? Do you really think that you can leave safely by wiping my face?"

At this point, there is no need to say any more, it is obvious that this matter is no longer good, and Gan Ping had already expected this situation when he made the previous bid. After all, it is the cultivation realm of the jungle, and a monk in the realm of liquid has wiped the face of the Jindan master for no reason, if the Jindan master can't get it back, won't it become a laughing stock?

However, this Bizhu Tianzi is a must-have thing for Gan Ping, this genus of snakes, insects and fishes has the possibility of turning into a dragon, and now this Bizhu Tianzi is obviously extraordinary, and he has a deep blood of the true dragon, if it can further stimulate the blood of this Tianxipede, it is not impossible to evolve into a dragon. And this Zhengyuan Zhenren's approach is obviously a tyrannical thing to kill chickens and take eggs, how can Gan Ping, whose combat power is only above him, let go easily?

That Zhengyuan Zhenren let out a long laugh, "Come on, boy, let me see what you are capable of, dare to argue with me!" As he spoke, a wheel-shaped magic weapon immediately appeared on the back of his head, and his voice was magnificent, like a red sun shining in the sky. Gan Ping immediately became vigilant, he didn't expect that this loose cultivation would have such an extraordinary magic weapon, and this magic weapon in front of him obviously belonged to the third-order upper grade, which was on par with his own five fires and seven bird fans.

Seeing Gan Ping standing still, Zhengyuan Zhenren couldn't help but be a little impatient, pointed his hand, and turned the wheel of the Dharma behind his head, and a pitch-black light fell down, shining straight at Gan Ping. In the eyes of this Zhengyuan real person, he is a master of the Jindan realm, and when he deals with this kid who turns into liquid, isn't he able to catch it? Just his own wheel of neon glow divine light is enough for the kid in front of him who doesn't know the height of the sky to drink a pot.

That black light is like a horse training sprinkled, containing endless death and the power of reincarnation, this Fa 'wheel is really a strange treasure, Gan Ping did not dare to slack off, the light of his palm flashed and the five fires and seven birds fan was buckled in the palm of his hand. He felt the terrifying thing that this black pipe gave, even if he was currently forging his body cultivation, when he touched this black light, his physical body would accelerate his aging due to the endless death qi and the power of reincarnation, and he would be unbearable.

The feather fan swung violently, and in an instant, a hundred zhang of flames rushed into the sky, rising and rolling in this valley, so terrifying. Yin Zhongping, who seemed to have fled, had only traveled more than ten miles before he felt a great light in the back of his head. Looking back, I saw the surging flames rising and rolling in the place where I stayed before, and I quickly took a breath of cool air, obediently, and started to move so quickly. Looking at this posture, it is obvious that he is fighting for his life, although he has the idea of picking up a bargain in his heart, but Yin Zhongping knows that whether it is Gan Ping or Zhengyuan Zhenren, even if he has a breath left, it is not something that a small condensation realm monk can provoke. At that moment, he forcibly suppressed his thoughts, and quickly left without looking back according to the sword light.

The flames contained in these five fires and seven birds fan were mixed with the breath of the two flames of the Golden Crow Heavenly Fire and the Silent True Flame, plus the dragon pattern C Fire that Gan Ping was already quite strong, and the black light was swept away at the moment, mixed with endless Yuntian Demon Fire Xuanlei, and rushed straight towards the Zhengyuan True Person in mid-air.

Zhengyuan Zhenren didn't expect that this Gan Ping actually had such a strange treasure, Deng Shi was startled, slapped the back of his head, and the light wheel immediately flew out a green light to protect him tightly, which blocked the terrifying flame from the outside. Staring at the treasure fan in Gan Ping's palm, Zhengyuan Zhenren's eyes were full of covetousness, how could such a strange treasure stay in the hands of this yellow-mouthed erector? If he had this treasure fan, he would definitely increase his strength.

Thinking of this, the Zhengyuan real person roared strangely, his ten fingers kept beating, and in an instant, countless flying needles erupted from his cuffs, and under the command of his fingers, he rushed straight to Gan Ping's front door. The flying needle was blue and shiny, and Gan Ping only felt a cold breath rushing towards his face, enveloping himself to death.

The corners of his mouth chuckled, and Luck Zhenyuan violently swung at the blue flying needle like a rainstorm, and several quacking screams came out of the fan when he landed, and the three-legged golden crow suddenly flashed, viciously facing the flying needle rain. When fighting with Wan Fang that day, the three-legged golden crow was scattered and reluctantly returned to the fan to cultivate, but its true spirit was not damaged, and now it reappeared, and its arrogance was stronger than before.

As soon as the golden crow appeared, the rolling golden crow heavenly fire rose up, enveloping the cold flying needle in it and refining it. Suddenly seeing these three strange birds, Zhengyuan Zhenren's body was shocked and taken aback, but before he could react, he only felt a sharp feeling in the back of his head, and hurriedly patted his chest, and a gossip talisman immediately appeared on the green shirt on his back to protect himself.

Gan Ping, who originally thought that he was attacking the hand with a sneak attack, didn't expect him to have such a method, and the sword in his palm stabbed on the talisman that seemed to be substance, and made a bang. In just a few breaths, the two of them had already taken a look, and Zhengyuan Zhenren even turned around at the Ghost Gate. Annoyedly, he touched his hair that had been cut off by the sword qi, and he couldn't help but sweat coldly behind his back.

Where did this kid come from? This method just now was so weird that before I could see his movements clearly, this kid ran behind him in the blink of an eye, and almost killed himself with a sword. Just as he was thinking about it, Gan Ping, who had never had a sword in his hand, attacked with a sword again, and the tragic killing intent permeated the entire valley, destroying people's hearts and gallbladders.

This Zhengyuan Zhenren has not yet reached the middle level of Jindan, his physical strength is not as good as Gan Ping, and the magic weapon means are not in Gan Ping, if he can't be solved as soon as possible, how can Gan Ping be able to fight evenly with Wan Fang on the mountain guard? Now that Gan Ping's means are exhausted, he is not worse than the monks of the Jindan high rank, and there is really no pressure at all in the face of this Zhengyuan Zhenren.

Although the Fa' wheel behind Zhengyuan Zhenren's head is a strange treasure, it can't resist Gan Ping's attack, feeling the power of Gan Ping's every sword, the more Zhengyuan Zhenren resists, the more frightened he feels. It is not a real force, but a real physical force, the slash of a sword is as heavy as a mountain, and the heavy protection on the body of Zhengyuan Zhenren is cut layer by layer, and Zhengyuan Zhenren, who has formed a golden pill, has no power to fight back under the sword that dares to fight.

At this time, Zhengyuan Zhenren had already understood that he had kicked the iron plate, and he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he was forced by this stormy offensive, and it was difficult to open his mouth. You can only shoot out the talismans one by one and bless yourself. Gan Ping is actually a little helpless, although he can suppress this Zhengyuan real person, but his defense method is simply incredible, each talisman is equivalent to a seven-grade talisman magic weapon, although it is not very strong, but it is still better than the number. No matter how strong his strength is, it is difficult to cut through the layers of turtle shells.

Gan Ping couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he didn't even take down this Zhengyuan real person for so long, the fight here was too intense, maybe it would attract the prying eyes of others, and there was even that burning heavenly fire waiting for him to collect it under this valley, how could he have time to entangle with him?

Zhengyuan Zhenren saw that Gan Ping was menacing, and hurriedly contemplated, and the talisman in his hand was spilled out like money, although it was quite painful, but compared to his life, these small losses were outside the body. Seeing that the sword that dared to fight was slowly weakened by his own talisman, Zhengyuan Zhenren couldn't help but be slightly happy, and when this hateful kid's momentum was exhausted, it was the moment when he took his own life.

Although your physical body is strong and your methods are varied, after all, it is the realm of liquid, and you are still stronger than yourself after competing for its true element. Just thinking about it, Zhengyuan Zhenren only felt that the evil wind was whistling behind his head, and a strong force was surging, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, that kid was in front of him, and who was sneaking up on him behind him?