As soon as Murong Ping's gloomy words fell, a breath-stirring thick air pressure quickly swept out around his spider body.

Feeling this murderous aura like a substance, everyone who had already picked up their weapons and was about to resist again suddenly felt a chill in their bodies. All of a sudden, none of them could move half a minute!

Murong Ping, on the other hand, did not hesitate any longer, his whole body was really angry, and his movement speed soared to the limit. Many of the disciples of the Three Swords Sect above the tower of Qingshuang City only felt that after a black shadow flashed, their necks were cold!

This is the first time that Murong Ping's body has been fully opened after reaching the realm of incarnation, and the ghostly speed, not like the strength of human power, made Murong Ping laugh wildly and uncontrollably:

"Quack, Avatar Realm! This is the power of Metamorphosis!!

I had known that this Transformation Realm was so powerful, and I still had the Three Absolute Sword Technique! If I had been ruthless in cultivating this Blood Transformation Demon Skill as soon as I came to Qingshuang City, I would definitely have reached the Yuan Infant Realm by now and successfully entered the Three Absolute Sect!!s!

Listening to Murong Ping's somewhat crazy laughter, looking at his ghost-like spider figure, everyone in Qingshuang City felt a chill in their hearts.

"Murong Ping, I'll fight with you!"

With a loud shout, a disciple of the Three Swords Sect who practiced Qi Eightfold operated his body to the extreme, and slashed at Murong Ping with his strongest move!

Murong Ping saw the knife move that slashed in the air, and the fierce light in his eyes flashed. I saw that he only supported the ground with four legs, and the other two feet slashed in the direction of the person who rushed at great speed!

Two sharp sword qi swung out from his blade-like feet, and the high-speed sword qi had already slashed in front of the Three Swords Sect disciple in the next second. The Three Swords Sect disciple was startled and roared, and the original slashing knife had to be quickly withdrawn in front of him, trying to block Murong Ping's random blow.

Hearing only a click, the knife clenched by the disciples of the Three Swords Sect with both hands shattered into two pieces when it touched the two sword qis. And his entire body was shaken out by the force of the powerful impact. Unfortunately, under this earthquake, he was shocked out of the city tower and fell directly from Qingshuang City!

After a loud bang, the disciple of the Three Swords Sect was already in full swing and dying.

When Wang Yuetian saw this situation, his eyes flashed, and he immediately shouted:

"Ladies and gentlemen on the city tower, this Murong Ping's current strength has not yet recovered. You see, under the full force of that strong man's blow, this Murong Ping's two sword qi actually didn't kill him.

As long as everyone shows courage and uses all their strength to kill this Murong Ping, you and your family will have hope of surviving.

Brothers, for your own sake and for your family, pick up the knife in your hands and cut off all this Murong Ping's spider feet for me!!"

Listening to Wang Yuetian's shout, the part of the elite disciples of the Three Swords Sect who were still alive on the city tower also knew that at this time, only by fighting with all their might could they survive. So, they picked up their knives one after another, and rushed towards Murong Ping with all their strength!

Murong Ping couldn't help but feel angry when he saw his disciples slashing at him one after another with the knife techniques he had taught. He immediately had six legs in the same boat, and the city was immediately full of swords!

Accompanied by Murong Ping's ghostly extremely fast body, as well as the array of sword qi like a sharp net. Batch after batch of Three Swords Sect disciples died under his sword qi!

In the time of a stick of incense, even Murong Ping himself didn't know how many people he had killed! He only knew that when he raised his foot and cut off the head of the last disciple of the Three Daomen Sect on the city tower. His whole body had been dyed bright red by the blood of his own people...

When Murong Ping looked around on the tower for the last time, he found that there was no one else on the tower of Qingshuang City at this time.

Looking at the corpses on top of this city tower and the Qingshuang City, which had been turned beyond recognition by the blood condensation killing array, Murong Ping felt a trace of inexplicable sadness in his heart.

But soon, this sadness was forcibly suppressed by him. Because, he knows that since he has embarked on this road of no return, he must not have any weakness!!

Due to the full resistance of these three-knife sect men before they died, Murong Ping's recovery progress was slowed down a lot. But even if it took longer. The essence blood of nearly a thousand cultivators still allowed Murong Ping to reach the limit of what his incarnation realm could contain.

At this moment, Murong Ping felt that every drop of blood in his body seemed to contain infinite energy. This feeling made his confidence swell to the limit. Now he is eighty percent sure that he can cut the unsad monk under the knife.

Wang Yuetian, who had been observing Murong Ping's situation, saw his state, secretly screamed that it was not good, and immediately said to the unsad monk:

"Master be careful, this Murong Ping seems to have absorbed enough blood essence, I'm afraid he is going to attack. Master get ready, there are still a lot of ordinary people in the city, don't fight a war of attrition with Murong Ping!

When the great monk heard Wang Yuetian's words, his eyes immediately widened. Although the unsad monk had taken the holy medicine that he had treasured for many years, in such a short period of time, he had only recovered eighty percent of his strength. At this time, facing Murong Ping, who was in this realm of incarnation, was really dangerous and abnormal.

And Murong Ping, who was on the top of the city tower, saw that the unsad monk opened his eyes and looked at him, and couldn't help but show a cruel smile, and then shouted:

"Don't be sad bald donkey, you will become the first Jindan cultivator to die under my sword. Die for me!"

With this arrogant shout, Murong Ping's body rushed towards the unsad monk at a speed faster than the sound wave!

The ordinary people in the city originally formed a circle centered on the unsad monk. And under Murong Ping's extremely fast impact, it was like a speeding arrow piercing into a blood sac full of blood. The blood sac suddenly appeared with a blood-red thread-like notch.

All these ordinary people who stood in the way between Murong Ping and the unsad monk were actually smashed to pieces by Murong Ping's sonic body! Some people even their entire bodies were torn apart!!

Seeing this, the unsad monk immediately turned angry, and his hands moved in unison!!

The strong true qi that gushed out from the body of the unsad monk pushed Zhang Yiren and Wang Yuetian to a position a few feet behind him. And at the moment when the true qi of the unsad monk had just been transported to his palms, Murong Ping's palms had already arrived in front of him!!

The next moment, it was the four palms of the unsad monk and Murong Ping!!

With a loud bang, a circle of visible air waves swept out with the two of them as the center!!

And the final result of the battle made everyone in Frost City feel cold!

I saw that under the touch of the palms of the two of them, Murong Ping was tightly inserted into the ground of the city because of his six legs, and he did not retreat. But the unsad monk was forced to retreat ten steps away under this pair of palms!

Looking at the unsad monk's purple-red face, the hearts of everyone present sank.

At the moment when the monk was forced to retreat, Murong Ping laughed wildly, but he did not take the opportunity to pursue the monk of compassion, but danced the butcher's knife again towards the surrounding people, and countless sword qi slashed towards the surrounding crowd.

Because this Murong Ping was in a crowded place, under the sword qi, countless people were shattered by the galloping sword qi. All of a sudden, there was blood splattering everywhere around Murong Ping, as if it was raining blood.

Under this real bloody rain, the blood behind Murong Ping spread out again, greedily absorbing the fresh essence blood that permeated the surroundings, replenishing the true yuan he had just consumed.

The unsad monk who had just stabilized his body saw Murong Ping actually killing innocent people in front of his eyes, and under the anger, his qi and blood, which had not been completely calmed down, surged again. Without checking for a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the unsad monk!

Since the battle with Murong Ping, it is the first time that the monk has shed blood!

Seeing that the unsad monk was actually injured in one round against Murong Ping, everyone in Qingshuang City couldn't help but despair.

And Wang Yuetian, who was behind the unsad monk, saw that the unsad monk vomited blood and knew that the situation was not good, so he immediately transmitted the voice again:

"Master, we can't delay any longer, we must fight quickly! Now find a way to use the Law Body to trap this Murong Ping! If we let this Murong Ping fight and kill the people at the same time to replenish the essence and blood, we will lose!"

When the unsad monk heard Wang Yuetian's words, he was also anxious in his heart. How could he not know what Wang Yuetian said. But this Murong Ping's incarnate body traveled so fast. In his current state, it's hard to trap it for a while. It seems that this time I have to hold the determination to burn the jade and stone in order to have a glimmer of life!

In a hurry, the unsad monk decided to expose himself and lead this Murong Ping to attack him. As long as he firmly locked the blade the moment he stabbed it into his body, and then directly blew up the golden pill, then he could destroy this Murong Ping.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!!

The mind of sacrificing oneself to become a benevolent person must be, and the next moment the monk who is not sad will use the essence of his whole body and rush towards Murong Ping at great speed!

But when Murong Ping saw the unsad monk rushing towards him, he didn't fight, but moved with six legs, turned around and retreated, and at the same time, countless sword qi volleyed towards the unsad monk!

The unsad monk immediately danced wildly with both palms, blocking the knife qi that was slashing at great speed.

But after this moment's delay, Murong Ping moved to another place where the people gathered and began to slaughter.

Seeing this, the unsad monk was even more angry in his chest, and he couldn't help shouting at Murong Ping:

"Murong Ping, you are also the master of one party. Now it is even more cultivated into the realm of incarnation. Now that I only have eight successes, don't you dare to fight with me in a dignified manner!"

Murong Ping heard the words of the unsad monk, but the dancing blade did not have the slightest intention of stopping. On the one hand, he wantonly slaughtered the people, and on the other hand, he sneered at the unsad monk:

"In the palm of the hand just now, I already know the master's catties.

Although the master has only recovered eighty percent of his strength now, if he uses the four-phase Dharma Body to lock me up, it will be very difficult for me to get out. If the master directly blew himself up, even if I only had eight success forces left, I would be in danger of dying.

If that's the case, why should I take any chances? I just need to keep waving my sword qi at the master to consume the master's true yuan, and at the same time, keep killing the remaining people in the city to replenish the consumed true yuan. In this way, I can be invincible.

It is estimated that when the people in this city are killed by me, I will be able to consume the master's true yuan. When the time comes, I, Murong Ping, will definitely meet the master's requirements and fight with you in an upright manner. Quack quack. ”

With Murong Ping's arrogant declaration, not only was the monk not sad, but even Wang Yuetian's heart was cold!

If this Murong Ping really intends to do this, then wouldn't his own people have only a dead end! Now in this situation, what should he do to turn this dead end into a dead end!!