Lord of Time!

Chapter 158 Killing Gods and Ghosts

After getting the book of evil spirits, Chen Ping sensed it slightly, and could vaguely detect a huge and strange spiritual energy in it. He knew that this thing was a treasure, and he was not busy studying it for the time being, so he put it in his pocket.

Really good use.

Using this book's method of banning the aura of heaven and earth and knocking down the extraordinary, even if it is a great master, it is not impossible for him to challenge it.

However, it is not possible for a general who has cultivated to the level of a great master to let someone get so close without any defense, just to inspire the magic of this book.

It is heard that when one reaches the realm of a great master, from the induction between heaven and man, one can directly reach the unity of heaven and man. In a space, he can merge with heaven and earth, and he can no longer be hurt by simple means.

However, after all, this book is still a rare good thing.

Of course, breaking the catastrophe of the raid this time will bring even more good luck and blessings.

In his mind, the Spring and Autumn Silkworm did not move, and the catastrophe of the death of the Pei family uncle and nephew did not arrive, so Chen Ping knew that the process of the catastrophe had not yet been completed.

He scanned the ruins of the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, saw corpses lying everywhere, his eyes flickered slightly, and he ordered:
"Clean up the martial arts hall. If there are any survivors who are attacked, there is no need to report it. Just make up the knife."

Following an order, dozens of people rushed out from the corner of the street. They were Hunyuan Martial Arts disciples who had withdrawn from the tunnel first.

When it was getting dark, they were still in the martial arts hall...

When Xiu Yiwei, Pei Jia and others were about to launch, they got the news early and withdrew from the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall together with Han Wushang and others.

Put out an empty city plan, and set fire to blow up the place far away.

This group of people came out without saying much, just looked at Chen Ping in awe, and rushed into the scene of fire.

"What a ruthless boy, you actually rushed to kill them all."

In the middle of the fire, a scream sounded.

Two lights and shadows swept up at the same time with a whoosh.

Rolling up a strong wind, he passed through all the disciples.

One faces south and the other faces north.

The man facing south was dressed in black and a red cloak, his breastbone collapsed, and his complexion was as pale as a ghost.

The hands twisted unnaturally, apparently broken.

It was Liang Qi, the commander of Xiuyi Weiyou, the same acquaintance.

This master, who deserves to be ranked No. 19 in the local list, has extremely tenacious vitality, and even after being injured like this by the anti-shock, his true breath still lingers.

He fell down in the field and pretended to be dead before, but now he couldn't pretend anymore, so he jumped up, and after two ups and downs, he crossed more than twenty feet and rushed into the distance of South Street...

Seeing is about to sink into darkness.

The other person who jumped out of the ruins at the same time as him seemed to be even more miserable than him.

The whole body of flesh was shattered and exploded by the fire ripples. At this time, the flesh and flesh of the body fell off, leaving only some skeletons in many places, and only a bloody mess was seen on the face.

However, from the remaining clothes hanging around his waist, it can be seen that this is White Crow from the Thousand Bone Forest.

This one looked the worst. Chen Ping just glanced at it and knew that his injury was not as serious as it looked.

Back then, the black soul burned all the flesh and blood on his body and turned into a skeleton to attack, but he witnessed it with his own eyes.

Since Bai Ya was also born in the Thousand Bone Forest, he would naturally use this method.

The vitality is strong, even much stronger than Liang Qi.

However, Han Wushang and Sima Rou were guarding the direction of White Crow's escape, so he couldn't escape.

On the other hand, Liang Qi, whether it was intentional or unintentional, saw through the life force at a glance, until the end of the South Street, there was no expert blocking him.

As long as it is out of sight, you can get out of the sky.

"Can't escape."

With a light step on Chen Ping's feet, a huge pit appeared on the ground...

The whole person is like an arrow leaving the string, flying towards the south close to the ground, three points faster than Liang Qi's speed, chasing after him, dragging countless afterimages behind him.

Comparing lightness skills and speed, after practicing the Seven Star Steps to perfection, he has not yet discovered that anyone can move faster than himself.

Especially in the case of flat ground without too many obstacles.

It's not that he really wants to chase them all down, but he thinks of the embroidered guards who have been chasing and killing them several times, and they are as persistent as maggots attached to their bones.

Although Chen Ping guessed some secrets more or less, the specific situation is still not very clear.

Why did "True Dragon Blood" appear on his body?Under what circumstances was it integrated into the flesh and blood?
What kind of function does the Longevity Sword have? What is the current situation of Fairy Fubo? Will she still be hunted down by the embroidered guards? Has she escaped danger?

The Dali Dynasty was about to fall, and after being beaten to the heart, they even dispatched a large number of troops to search for treasures. Moreover, they did not hesitate to forge a deep hatred with Fubo Island, one of the three overseas islands. What's wrong?
These things can be understood without thinking about them, and there must be deeper reasons for them.

Moreover, it is related to one's own life experience.

He really wanted to catch this high-ranking embroidered guard and torture him carefully.

Otherwise, killing one wave and another wave will be endless.

Although it is not too fearful of the opponent's attack now, the number of times it comes is also annoying.

After a few breaths, Chen Ping chased him end to end, his sword intent rose, and he locked Liang Qi firmly.

Taking a deep breath, he charged up and slashed horizontally.

The sword wave swept across the ground, before anyone arrived, a wisp of sharp energy had already slashed behind Liang Qi.

"Chen Ping, as long as you don't kill me, Liang will tell you a shocking secret, which will be of great benefit to you."

Liang Qi cried out in surprise, his figure swayed like a raccoon running like a snake, and unexpectedly dodged the air-grazing sword like a prophet.

The injuries on his body didn't seem to hinder him too much.

"You stop and talk first."

Chen Ping was unmoved.

With force under his feet, he chased after another three feet.

"Okay, don't you have the name of benevolence and righteousness? These people died because of you..."

Writhing left and right, sometimes flying close to the ground, and sometimes running wildly, Liang Qi's face turned purple. At this time, he didn't have the demeanor of the embroidered guard right commanding his colleagues. He was anxious like a bereaved dog, and his face became very ugly.

Feeling the chilling aura behind him, he already understood in his heart that the other party actually had the intention to kill, and even if he wanted to know some secrets, he would not promise to let him leave alive.

Really, the reputation of Xiu Yiwei is too bad.

I have been chasing and killing him around these days, and I have offended him too much.

Thinking of Fairy Fubo's wounds, she basically didn't feel better, and at this moment, she was still being hunted down by Commander Xu Jing'an, Liang Qi no longer had the slightest chance of getting lucky.

With a flick of his hand, a trembling woman and a little girl on the side of the street flew into the air and fell back hard.

Just like a rock falling from the top of a mountain, it is fierce and fierce.

The previous battle was on the verge of breaking out, from the appearance of the Eighteen Riders Across the Sea to Chen Ping beheading the uncles and nephews of the Pei family, not too much time had passed.

At that time, the streets were full of people coming and going, and many people were about to return home before dark.

For a while, there was no way to leave.

The ground shook and the buildings collapsed. Most of these passers-by were frightened, with their waists lowered and trembling in place.

At this moment, it became the weapon in Liang Qi's hands.

He has no sword or gun in his hand, and passers-by are the best swords and guns.

Flicking with gentle force, tens of thousands of catties of force are added to the human body, turning into a meteor hammer and flying backwards, no matter what it hits.

It's better if you hit it, but it's okay if you don't hit it.

Didn't you, Chen Ping, spread the name of benevolence and righteousness in the world?Isn't it said that all the people in the city are your brothers?

Well, these people, are you going to save them or not?

Liang Qi's footsteps were blurred, turning left and right, following his hand gestures, and flying all the way, more than ten men and women, old and young, were thrown back as weapons.

"Damn."

Chen Ping was secretly angry, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The thought of wanting to capture the opponent alive also faded away.

The Embroidered Guards did not have a good reputation in the Nanli Dynasty. It was a basic operation to ransack their homes and destroy their families with cruel methods. It was generally believed that these royal vicious dogs had no humanity.

Chen Ping had only heard of it before.

Only now did I realize it.

He put the sword behind his sleeve, and his left and right hands turned into clouds as softly as he drew arcs, using his strength to release his strength.

His figure flung left and right to block, and gently picked up more than ten common people.

Moreover, you have to be careful not to use too much force, so as not to hurt these innocent people.

Liang Qi was right in saying something.

He really can't ignore it.

We cannot just watch these people fall to their deaths on the spot.

'It's now. '

Seeing Liang Qi who was getting further and further away from him, Chen Ping stretched out his hand and threw the last old man flying towards him. There were no civilians at a distance of more than twenty feet, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He spun around, holding the tail of the sparrow with his left hand, and the waist of an old woman. He was slightly short, spun around, and put it down gently.

The right hand unleashes infinite force, using the waist as the bow and the arm as the string...

While flicking his wrist, his right arm whizzed forward like a whip.

The black dragon sword tightly held in the palm of his hand turned into a beam of light and shadow, piercing through the air, dragging out a long white mark, and shot it behind Liang Qi.

"die."

Chen Ping roared, and Jian Guang was so fast that he could barely see his shadow.

When Liang Qi realized something was wrong, he only had time to forcibly twist his body, and was already pierced by the black dragon's sword light from the back of his heart.

Under the impact of the huge shock kinetic energy, half of his body turned into blood powder, slammed around, his body whirled, and flew into the air, with inexplicable and strange expressions in his eyes, with complacency, despair, and regret.

Despair, regret, understandable, what does it mean to be proud?
Chen Ping's mind is extremely sensitive, and he can check people's emotions to the end. At this time, when he saw Liang Qi's eyes before he died, he felt something was wrong.

In a blink of an eye, he stretched out his hand to catch the old man flying towards him like a falling rock. Just as he was relieved, his heart beat wildly, and his mind frantically warned.

The soft force in the hand turned into rigid force, and the force of the palm like cracking a stone was suddenly pushed out.

At the same time, his chest was contained, he changed from rushing forward to retreating, and green smoke was wiped out from his feet...

Although he responded extremely quickly, he felt a little too slow.

The poor old man, who was originally holding in his hands, fluttered his hands in panic, a long dark red thorn protruded from the bottom of his sleeve with a "chuck".

The qi, blood and essence on his body suddenly burned like a raging mountain fire...

As soon as the long dark red thorn appeared, it was as fast as a shadow, and it had already pierced Chen Ping's chest.

It's as if someone went to pick up a basketball, but just after receiving it, a sharp arrow was shot out of the basketball, and there was no defense at all, and there was no way to dodge it.

The same is true of Chen Ping.

He only had time to slightly clench his chest to release his strength, and then turned to his heart, the long dark red thorn pierced into his chest like a light and shadow.

puff……

A stream of blood appeared.

The blood thorn pierced through the skin, pierced the muscle, was slightly blocked by the sternum, and could no longer penetrate.

The turbulent and powerful force rebounded, and Chen Ping's palm was like a mountain.

Rumble was imprinted on the old man's body.

puff……

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and at the same time a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, his face became ferocious.

The figure twisted slightly, like a loach, and then she let go of the palm, broke free from the edge of Chen Ping's palm, twisted his waist, and came to Chen Ping again.

The long dark red thorns appeared and disappeared, and as he spun around, they pierced Chen Ping's eyebrows and eyes.

……

"God Killing Assassin! An inner court expert?"

Xiong Ba's eyes widened in astonishment, his heart trembled wildly.

He finally understood what the chance of defeat that Dongmu Army's military strategist Xiao Chengyun had mentioned earlier was.

Indeed, Xiao Chengyun is indeed a crafty and cunning old man.

He knows the same kind of cunning and cunning people very well.

He counted on Xiuyiwei's right commander, Liang Qi, and his methods didn't stop there.

There must be a killer hidden behind the reckless impulse, and there are many hidden cards in the tricks.

From the beginning to the end, Xiong Ba's eyes widened, trying to find out where the dark hand was, but he never found it.

But he didn't expect that he didn't see the last resort until Liang Qi was shot through with a sword and shattered the left half of his body, and had already stepped into the underworld.

That mad escape is a sham.

The cruel act of flying around and forcing Chen Ping to rescue the people is also a lie.

The truth is, with the help of these actions, he used a means of making the impossible possible, exploiting people's hearts and situations, and driving Chen Ping to a corner.

"That's Wei Lianxiang, the God of Ghost Punishment, one of the eight servants under Emperor Qianheng's command. He specializes in eradicating dissidents and assassinating them secretly, with vicious methods.

As soon as he made a move, Chen Ping basically didn't have much vitality.

What's more, being approached by this top assassin who is best at short attack and fast break, even a grand master, in such adversity, the hope of surviving is very slim..."

When Xiao Chengyun said this, he stopped watching the life-and-death fight in the middle of the long street not far away, turned his head and said with a smile: "Who will belong to the Canglong Seal, we still have to fight."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I found that no one echoed and responded to me.

Including Xiong Ba, Xu Yanzong and others, they all looked at Changjie in shock, without blinking.

He turned his head to look, and saw two figures in the long street that could not be seen clearly at this time.

Only one green and one gray can be seen, the two figures are like the shadows of two faint spirit snakes, dragging out long light trails, coming and going on the street like lightning.

In the howling wind, roaring and tremors could be heard from time to time.

As the gravel cracked and the dust flew, the dark red blood thorn set off a lot of blood flames, which became brighter and brighter.

In the end, like the scorching sun born in the morning...

Following the old eunuch Wei Lianxiang's swing, attacks from all directions gradually rolled into a big wave.

His figure is advancing and retreating, like a ghost shadow, so fast that he can't see clearly at all.

But Chen Ping, who was opposite him, had his hands and fingers interlaced, either fists or palms, or turned into sword fingers, or plucked, firmly blocking the god-killing thorn outside.

Although it seems that the hand speed is a bit slow and half afraid, every time when the stab is half a point in the flesh, the attacking enemy must be saved, and the old lady is forced to retreat.

But he was never assassinated.

"Punishing the gods is as fast as a streamer. Punishing the gods and killing ghosts is the best at breaking out. It can only be done in one go, and then it will be exhausted. If you can't kill people, you can only kill yourself."

Xu Yanzong sighed, his eyes were full of admiration.

Under this situation, even the god-killing assassination method, which claims to be able to assassinate the great master, could not kill him. Chen Ping's soaring momentum could no longer be stopped.

Sure enough, following Xu Yanzong's sigh, and following Han Wushang's punch that shattered the white crow's withered bones, Chen Ping had already changed.

The old man in gray was already dripping with sweat on his forehead. Although his face was still ferocious, there was already a trace of timidity in his eyes.

Turning into a ghost, he spun sharply around his body, and the long thorn in his hand slanted upward again from an impossible angle, and pierced Chen Ping's throat with a whistling sound.

Chen Ping's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't seem to notice the bloody wounds on his body.

The opponent's movements are too fast, especially the hand speed, so fast that it is very difficult to see clearly, but he can also use all kinds of fake moves, a long thorn flashes and flies in his hand, and sometimes escapes and flies in an arc, which is hard to guard against .

However, no matter what kind of kung fu method kills, if you want to kill someone, you have to use your strength last.

Chen Ping might not be able to block 100% of the opponent's long thorn attack. When he made the final effort to pierce the inner strength of the Hunyuan golden body, he could always find a chance to counterattack.

If you hit me, I can bear it. If I hit you, you will become a meatloaf.

Such is the case.

After the two sides fought more than ten moves, Chen Ping found that the old eunuch was a little weak, not ordinary weak.

Although I suffered a little injury, my strength is getting stronger and stronger, and my aura is getting stronger and stronger.

But the other party was a little wilted.

Facing the flashing thorn, Chen Ping knew that he couldn't dodge it completely, because as long as he dodged, the God-killing thorn in the old eunuch's hand would play countless tricks.

False and real are hidden, and will attack again from unexpected places.

He simply didn't hide.

He just took a long breath, and raised his body a few inches again. The stabbing edge that had stabbed at the center of his throat pierced his chest above the collarbone with a bang.

click...

With the explosion of huge power, the thorns rushed forward.

There were slight cracks in Chen Ping's chest and clavicle.

But there was an incomparable force of strength, which suddenly rebounded, causing the old eunuch's wrists to go numb, and his five fingers to slow down a little.

The sashimi, which was clearly about to rotate in reverse, paused slightly.

"What a hard bone."

The old eunuch screamed, twisted his waist and turned his arms, and the energy surged up like a wave, turning into a spiral penetrating force, wanting to exert force again and then stab again.

Before this force reached his fingers, he noticed a slight smile on the corner of Chen Ping's mouth.

"not good."

The old eunuch Wei Lianxiang twisted her waist, like a fish jumping on a wave, trying to drift backwards.

Every time, he escaped after the attack, he asked himself, no one in this world was faster and more cunning than himself.

As a result, this time was completely different.

Chen Ping didn't attack, a palm was waiting there long ago, and with a slight movement of his big hand, he grabbed his wrist.

A huge force like the collapse of a mountain came from between the five fingers.

"The golden cicada escapes its shell."

Wei Lianxiang let out a sharp cry, and her whole body exploded, turning into a short and slender figure, with her wrist shrunk, and she slipped out of Chen Ping's palm.

It is about to fly into the sky.

Chen Ping went one step further, stretched out his hand to catch it, and grabbed his right foot with his backhand.

"I still want to escape."

With a loud shout, he turned rigid strength into soft strength, for fear of tearing the opponent's calf bones...

Holding the calf, the body turned and danced suddenly.

call……

In Wei Lianxiang's exclamation, her whole body was lifted up and hit the ground heavily.

His body twisted crazily, and bursts of blood flames turned into blazing flames, rushing from the sea of ​​energy in his dantian to his limbs and bones, trying to block the blow.

But it didn't work.

Chen Ping slammed it down, causing light to splash and rain of gravel, but he didn't let go.

With a movement of the waist, the body twisted, and another swing...

bang...

Bang bang bang bang!

After smashing five, six, seven or eight times in a row, I gradually felt that my hand was getting lighter and lighter.

until it's light as nothing.

He just stopped.

I saw that the upper body of the old man caught in his hand was smashed into mud and fell off, and he died long ago.

"Good guy, amazing, he was almost assassinated.

If he was stronger and faster, I might not be able to carry it. "

Looking down at the seven or eight bloody mouths on his body, Chen Ping was shocked.

"That's Wei Lianxiang, have you heard of Zhu Shenstab? He was beaten to death by you just like that." Han Wushang hurried over, with strange eyes.

This time, Sima Rou didn't say anything, but looked at his apprentice in shock. ,
One must know that even a grand master would not dare to ignore the name of Ghost Punisher.

If you really meet the other party and try to assassinate them, you will have to peel off your skin if you don't die.

And Wei Lianxiang is a well-known and powerful character among the eight servants, most people are not qualified to let him miss, let alone assassinate.

My own apprentice beat this guy to death with his bare hands.

Although he was injured, let's just say he was injured, the wound was wriggling, as if it was about to scab over.

"Medicine, medicine, mother, what are you doing in a daze? Didn't you see your brother bleeding?" Han Xiaoru was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and hurriedly found out the snow-white ointment. It's really speechless.

Feeling Han Xiaoru's little hands wipe and rub on his body, Chen Ping coughed dryly, turned his head and said with a smile: "Brother Xiong, General Xu, I've been watching the theater for so long, why don't you go to my Cuihu Residence to drink a bowl of wine, tea."

"You don't need to drink tea. General Chen's power is overwhelming. On the battlefield in the future, when there is a time to fight the enemy side by side, kill the barbarians, and then have a good time."

Xu Yanzong chuckled, his voice gradually faded away.

Xiong Ba was even more straightforward, winked at Du Jingyun, laughed and said: "General Chen still has something to do today, Xiong will not bother you, we will meet again at another day, and we will meet again at another day."

While talking, he ran faster than Xu Yanzong.

As for Xiao Chengyun.

The moment before Chen Ping smashed Wei Lianxiang into meat paste, he had already retreated without a trace.

(End of this chapter)