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The sound of horror echoed in the canyon, and drops of red blood slowly slipped from between his fingers at the joints of Zhao Ping's fists.

The wind blew up the dust, and there was an eerie silence in the scene, as if time had stood still...... It was as if a single movement could break through this calm.

Wei Qiang and the others, who were originally despaired, looked at the sudden changes on the field in a daze, but Zhao Ping, who was originally a waste in their hearts, was actually a master, and it could be said that the people who dealt with the Silver Ring Gate were not fighting, but slaughtering. The emotions of surprise immediately occupied their heads, the ups and downs of life were really too sudden, Wei Qiang and the others only felt that everything today seemed to be a dream.

Zhao Ping didn't care what Wei Qiang and the others were thinking, a pair of eyes silently looked at the frightened Yinhuanmen disciples, every Yinhuanmen disciple who looked at Zhao Ping felt the coldness in his eyes, looking at the hellish scene of Shura around him, although it was March Spring, a chill was instantly cold from the head to the soles of the feet.

Zhao Ping's clothes were hunting in the wind, the hair at the tips of his hair was fluttering in the wind, and the whole person stood in the wind but had a majestic momentum. Yanagishita Hui looked at Zhao Ping's delicate face, countless thoughts flashed in his mind in an instant, looking at the large number of disciples lying on the ground forever around him, Yanagishita Hui's heart was full of heartache, these are all elite disciples of the Silver Ring Gate, and they are the middle force of the sect, but now they are dying here, how not to make Yanashita Hui feel very distressed.

Seeing that the surrounding disciples were frightened by Zhao Ping and didn't dare to make any more moves, Yanagishita Hui secretly covered his whole body with internal strength, the wind under his feet, jumped high, his palms down, and the whole person pounced on Zhao Ping with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain.

In the face of Yanagishita's fierce attack, Zhao Ping's brows did not wrinkle, and the figure had disappeared in place between the shaking of his feet, and Yanashita Hui's attack fell in vain in an instant.

Yanagishita Hui screamed in his heart after his shot failed, and hurriedly held his breath and concentrated, secretly beware of Zhao Ping's sneak attack. In an instant, Megumi Yanashita heard the worried exclamations of the disciples around her.

"Door master, be careful of the ...... behind you"

Without waiting for the voices of the surrounding disciples to remind, Yanagi Hui felt a strong wind coming from the back of his head, and it was too late to dodge at this time, so he could only turn around, and his arms were blocked in front of his head, which was worthy of Zhao Ping's fist.

Hearing that, Yanagishita Megumi knew that his arm had been scrapped by the other party! He now finally realized the feeling that the others had just received a punch from Zhao Ping.

A burst of heart-rending pain made Yanagishita Megumi's brows furrow, and then snorted in pain. Yanagishita Megumi felt that his arms were now as heavy as iron, and he didn't have the slightest strength to resist the opponent's second punch! Zhao Ping saw that a punch injured Yanagishita Megumi, and then another punch towards Yanagishita Megumi's head!

I saw Zhao Ping punch out, and the fist wind roared towards Liu Xia Hui!

Yanashita Hui was suddenly shocked, he didn't have time to make a defensive move at this time, he saw that the fist smashed like his head, if this punch was smashed, his life was estimated to be explained here, under the threat of death, Yanashita Hui rolled on a lazy donkey, but narrowly avoided Zhao Ping's killing punch.

didn't have time to check how embarrassed his current image was, Yanagishita Hui used his internal strength to yell at the disciples of the surrounding Silver Ring Gate: "Withdraw." Then he ignored everyone, turned around and ran quickly out of the valley.

The remaining disciples of the Silver Ring Gate immediately dispersed when they heard Liu Xiahui's order to retreat, and they had no intention of wanting to take down Zhao Ping.

Seeing that Yanagishita Hui left everyone and fled, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhao Ping's eyes, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place, appearing behind the fleeing Yanagishita Hui like a ghost, with five fingers into claws, passing through his heart, blood overflowing.

The owner of the Silver Ring Gate, Megumi Yanagishita, died.

After killing Yanagishita Hui with one blow, Zhao Ping did not stop moving, his figure flashed, and he caught up with the fleeing Yinhuanmen disciples like lightning, how these disciples were Zhao Ping's opponents, and they couldn't compare to Zhao Ping's speed, all of them were solved by Zhao Ping one by one.

When Zhao Ping killed all the Yinhuan Sect disciples who came to ambush and returned to the camp, Wei Qiang and the others came to greet Zhao Ping from afar, and they all looked at Zhao Ping with awe and worship, and the look of reverence in their eyes was like a real pillar.

"Brother Zhao Ping, how to deal with this traitor?" Wei Qiang said as he looked at Zhao Ping with excited eyes.

As soon as the words fell, the remaining few people immediately escorted Lin Qu, who was tied up by five flowers, in front of Zhao Ping.

Lin Qu didn't want to escape after seeing Zhao Ping kill the master of the Silver Ring Gate with great might, but he was stopped by Wei Qiang and others on the side, and under the siege of several people, he was caught by mistake.

Lin Qu's face showed a timid expression of begging for mercy, like the expression of a dog when he weakly wagged his drooping tail.

"Senior Brother Zhao, I know it's wrong, I'm not a human, I'm not a human, you just look at the sake of being a domestic servant before, spare my life as a dog, and let me go as a fart. ”

Seeing Lin Qu behaving like this, thinking of the pain and helplessness when his meridians were broken, Zhao Ping's eyes flashed with a trace of hatred and anger.

"A villain like him who betrayed, kill. ”

Hearing Zhao Ping's words as if sentenced, Zhao Ping trembled with fright, trembling like chaff, and then his eyes were full of angry anger, and he struggled to scold Zhao Ping, but before the words could be spoken, Zhao Ping's hand rose, the knife fell, and Lin Qu's body fell suddenly.

After watching Lin Qu slowly twitch on the ground and die a few times, the long-standing grudge in Zhao Ping's heart finally disappeared with Lin Qu's death, and the pressure of revenge that had been pressing on Zhao Ping's heart was finally gone, and Zhao Ping felt that his thoughts were much more clear.

After this battle, Zhao Ping's position in the hearts of Wei Qiang and others was already unbreakable, and after ordering Wei Qiang and others to clean up the battlefield, Zhao Ping took Wei Qiang, who could still stand, and the three of them carried the two people who were still breathing, and walked towards the destination. Zhao Ping took the lead in opening the way in front, but he didn't see Peng Jincheng behind him looking at his back with an indescribable light.

Because of the existence of the wounded, Zhao Ping and the others advanced much slower, and did not arrive at the destination until the afternoon two days later, Deacon Qin, who came to meet Zhao Ping, saw the situation of Zhao Ping and immediately panicked, and hurriedly arranged Zhao Ping, and then carefully asked what happened, after hearing Wei Qiang and the others truthfully answered, Deacon Qin couldn't help but look at Zhao Ping with surprised eyes, but the latter was calm.

After understanding the situation, Deacon Qin instructed Zhao Ping and others to recuperate from their injuries with peace of mind, and then wrote a secret report and ordered them to be sent to the headquarters of the Four Elephants Sect as soon as possible.