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Chapter 57

The moment Jiang Ping broke free from the shackles, he stepped back quickly, "Want to run? It's too late! Heavenly Snake Xuanyin Hand!" Situ Hengtian suddenly snorted coldly, and green zhenqi emerged from his hands.

"Hiss!" With the sound of the poisonous snake spitting out a letter, the ring under Jiang Ping's feet shattered, and two small green snakes bit Jiang Ping's feet. attack.

But the two zhenqi snakes seemed to be entangled with Jiang Ping, and they chased after Jiang Ping. Jiang Ping condensed his zhenqi on the palm of his hand, and grabbed at the [-] inches of the zhenqi snake, "Bang!" !" The true qi snake was crushed by Jiang Ping's palm with true qi.

Situ Hengtian's complexion changed, he put his palm in front of him, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he rushed towards Jiang Ping. Jiang Ping was also unambiguous, and punched out, "Kirin breaks the horn!" The snake hands of the sky slammed together.

Huge force passed into Situ Hengtian's body along his arm. Although most of his power had been absorbed by his Heavenly Snake Xuanyin Hand, Situ Hengtian was still affected by the power of Jiang Ping's fist.

Situ Hengtian felt as if he was entangled with a hedgehog. It was difficult and thorny, and he would be injured if he was not careful.

"Boy! You pissed me off. Don't think that you are also from Blue Star, so I will show mercy. I will let you know how terrifying the angry poisonous snake is!" Situ Hengtian said viciously.

"...Do you always kill people with your mouth? What a long-winded one!" Jiang Ping questioned in a cold voice, and at the same time blasted a pair of iron fists at Situ Hengtian, "Looking for death!" Qi resisted Jiang Ping's punch with one hand.

Situ Hengtian snorted, resisted Jiang Ping's blow, and he couldn't bear it, "Clang!" There was a slight sound of unsheathing, and Situ Hengtian touched his waist with his other hand, and pulled out a handful. The snake-shaped soft sword swiped towards Jiang Ping's back.

Jiang Ping heard the slight sound of unsheathing, and hurriedly moved to block it, but Situ Hengtian's soft sword was just like his palm technique, strange and unpredictable, "It's stabbed!" Jiang Ping's clothes were cut by the soft sword, and he There was a bloodstain on his body.

"Should die!" Situ Hengtian succeeded in one blow, and turned the snake-shaped soft sword in his hand with a smirk, Jiang Ping looked down at his torn clothes, and muttered to himself, "Sure enough, fighting is a waste of clothes , this time I will probably be blamed again!"

Jiang Ping raised his head, a golden-red light flashed in his dark pupils, Jiang Ping took a step forward, and his fist moved with him, "The unicorn has broken horns!" Jiang Ping's fist met Situ Hengtian's snake-shaped soft sword. go.

"Hiss!" A low hissing sound accompanied the oncoming soft sword. Situ Hengtian swung the sword vigorously and threw it towards Jiang Ping. "Bang!" The fist collided with the sword, and Situ Hengtian's hand The soft sword was bent by the force of Jiang Ping's fist.

Jiang Ping was so powerful that he suddenly exerted force with his fist. At the same time, he retracted his fist and extended his elbow, hitting Situ Hengtian fiercely. "Pfft!" The powerful zhenqi of the fifth level of innate burst out, trying to resist the strength of Jiang Ping's fist.

"Huchi! Huchi! I underestimated you, but you won't have the chance to get close to me again!" Situ Hengtian wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a ferocious expression. sword.

The snake-shaped soft sword turned into a stream of light, bypassed the entangled two people, and stabbed at Jiang Ping's back. Seeing this, Jiang Ping had to give up the attack, repelled Situ Hengtian, and dodged the galloping snake Shaped soft sword.

Situ Hengtian's flying sword is very strange, just like a snake, very strange, the strength of Jiang Ping's strike on the sword body, most of the force is removed when the sword body bends.

Every time Jiang Ping punches, it seems to hit cotton, and Situ Hengtian's cultivation is much stronger than Jiang Ping's. Jiang Ping wanted to get close several times, but Situ Hengtian controlled the flying sword to block him. outside.

"Ye Yuan, it looks like we won this time!" Yu Rounuan supported her chin with one hand, and leaned on the chair, looking like she was holding the winning ticket. Ye Yuan stroked the river-blocking sword in her hand, calmly Said, "If you don't fight to the end, who will be sure about the outcome? Maybe a miracle will happen."

"Oh? Then let's see if a miracle will happen. It's a miracle that the congenital third-tier vs. innate fifth-tier can turn defeat into victory." Yu Rounuan chuckled, obviously not optimistic about Jiang Ping .

Ye Yuan shook his head, and didn't explain too much to Yu Rounuan. He had seen Jiang Ping's strength before. At that time, Jiang Ping was only at the second level of Xiantian, and he was able to shake the attack of the Jiangjiang Sword. The supernatural power of Banjiangjian survived.

Ye Yuan knew in his heart that although he only had the strength of the sixth level of innateness, he could beat the monks of the eighth and ninth level of innateness by relying on the Jiangjiang sword. A friar with five levels of innate talent is not a problem for Jiang Ping.

Of course, Ye Yuan didn't know that Jiang Ping didn't escape the blow of the Jiangjiang Sword, but survived through another adventure. However, Jiang Ping really didn't take Situ Hengtian seriously.

"Kirin's broken horn!" Jiang Ping punched out, and the true energy was released, wrapping around Jiang Ping's fist. Jiang Ping's speed was very fast, like a beast that had just broken free, "Don't think you made a desperate look Look, you can beat me!" Situ Hengtian was full of disdain.

Situ Hengtian controlled the snake-shaped soft sword and blocked it between the two. Jiang Ping's fist slammed up, "Bang!" The snake-shaped soft sword rushed towards Situ Hengtian with the sword.

Situ Hengtian's face changed, and he hurriedly released his spiritual consciousness to control it. The snake-shaped soft sword was pulled out from under Jiang Ping's body. Hai, "Ah!" Situ Hengtian screamed.

He only felt that his soul seemed to be cut by a sword. The severe pain made his spiritual consciousness turbulent and almost collapsed. Although it was only for a moment, without the control of spiritual consciousness, Situ Hengtian's snake-shaped soft sword directly out of control.

Jiang Ping didn't avoid the snake-shaped soft sword, still pressed under his elbow, and resolutely slammed on Situ Hengtian's body, "Puff!" The snake-shaped soft sword pierced Situ Hengtian's lower abdomen, and Jiang Ping was also scratched He cut his arm, and the bright red blood flowed down his arm.

"Ah! It hurts..." Situ Hengtian lay on the ground and wailed. The previous calm posture had long since disappeared, and the blood and pain from his arm made Jiang Ping calm down.

Jiang Ping looked at Situ Hengtian who was lying on the ground, howling constantly, without the slightest hesitation, he punched Situ Hengtian in the face, and his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Ping seemed a little dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand to strangle Situ Hengtian's neck, and lifted him up, "Master Jiang, please be merciful!" Yu Rounuan was shocked, and hurriedly stopped him.

Yu Rounuan originally thought that with Situ Hengtian's strength, it would be easy to deal with Jiang Ping, but she didn't expect Situ Hengtian to lose, even so thoroughly.

Ah Da's defeat by Jiang Ping was acceptable to her. After all, Jiang Ping was mostly playing tricks. Although Ah Da and Situ Hengtian had the same strength, Ah Da's disadvantages were too obvious. It was normal for Jiang Ping to be able to take advantage of it.

But Situ Hengtian is different. Whether he is fighting in close quarters or manipulating flying swords, he is a genuine fifth-level innate monk. It is impossible for Jiang Ping to play tricks. No matter how you look at it, Jiang Ping has no likely to win.

But Jiang Ping won, and he won so thoroughly, Yu Rounuan's thoughts changed, and suddenly he swung his sleeve, and a small silver sword shot at Jiang Ping's arm.

(End of this chapter)