Chapter 59 You are fooled
"Save people first."

After Chen Ping shot his sword, he never looked at the woman in the sword shirt again.

He really remembers it.

At that time, the woman was caught in a trap, and when she was extremely angry and helpless, she inadvertently leaked her strength.

I don't see how she moves.

The green brick ground under his feet has been shattered, and even his feet have sunk in.

The woman in the sword shirt is actually a master.

It's just that the experience of Jianghu is a little weaker.

However, I believe that after this catastrophe, there must be boundless anger in her heart.

Need to vent.

Mei Gu might really be going to become very miserable.

……

"Save people first."

Chen Pingqing shouted, and his figure no longer resembled the usual slow-moving and bullying appearance before.

Instead, it turned into an off-string arrow, and the two sabers in his hands were strengthened, shaking off the red silk dagger, and rushed towards Zhuang Hongyi.

He never forgot.

Cultivate the realm with his current energy and blood.

It's only at the second-order stage. When it comes to dodging and erratic body shape, generally speaking, it is still inferior to the same level of qi refining practitioners.

Because, the opponent will do it lightly.

Once the situation is not good, it will fly.

He can hang and play and fly a kite.

Zhuang Hongyi really woke up, the situation might become very difficult.

He seemed to be playing very lively before, and he was stretched to the left and right, and his body had already suffered great internal injuries...

In fact, his strength, which has grown abnormally, is only using [-]% of his strength, which is three thousand catties.

The body is extremely tyrannical, and it is not as serious as it looks on the surface.

The power is even less likely to fail.

At the beginning, Chang Sansi shot with all his strength, but it was only two thousand catties. From Chen Ping's point of view, it was really not worth mentioning.

However, in the eyes of others, this is the normal strength level of a martial arts monk who has reached the stage of viscera refining and has mastered the heart.

Therefore, he was not worried that Zhuang Hongyi would find out that something was wrong.

The reason for showing weakness is of course for the swordsman woman, to be precise, it is not only for her.

Chen Ping was worried that with Zhuang Hongyi's ruthless temperament, if the situation was not good, he might call his subordinates to kill hostages to threaten him.

Even if it wasn't for threatening him, he would tell those men in black to wave their butcher knives to vent their anger.

The purpose of my coming here has never been concealed, and with the other party's heart, I can really do it.

Forewarned is forearmed, without prejudging the waste.

At that time, besides watching these innocent women die in front of my eyes, no matter whether my mood will be affected or not, I will definitely not feel good anyway.

Therefore, you have to solve your worries first.

The three long silver needles on the back of the woman in the sword shirt reflect the light of the bright moon and are very conspicuous. Chen Ping is not blind, so he couldn't see it.

He chose to gamble.

Judging from the results, it is naturally a correct bet.

The woman in the sword shirt stood up, the first thing she did was not to move her hands and feet, but to roar like a tiger in the forest, she opened her mouth and let out a long roar, stretched her waist, and swung her hand down as she leaned forward.

Mei Gu rushed forward just now.

Before she could make any moves.

The white and smooth palm of the woman in the sword shirt had already struck the top of her head like thunder and lightning.

puff……

A soft sound.

Meigu's head could not be seen directly.

It was shot into the chest cavity.

The woman in the sword shirt paused for a while, and took a deep look at Chen Ping.

Really did not come to support.

Instead, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, it passed by, blowing up gusts of blood.

The strong man in black in front of the carriage seemed to be loaded with springs, as long as he touched her fists and legs, he would fly as far as he could.

Howls and screams rang out.

Not far away, Zhuang Hongyi's anger and scolding made his eardrums itch slightly, but it couldn't change what had happened.

She simply ignored the woman in the sword shirt who was massacring her subordinates in the distance, and just dealt with Chen Ping who was rushing like a gust of wind.

My heart is secretly ruthless.

'Want to get close? '

Then let's get close.

Others don't know the name of the Hong Ling Sword Dance, but Zhuang Hongyi knows it best.

A sharp short sword is nothing more than a rare thing.

The real powerful weapon is actually the red silk tied with the sword.

In the eyes of others, this is just a streamer made of silk, with some internal force at most attached to it, making it tough and unrepentant.

But she had no idea how much thought she had put into these two long ribbons, and how precious the silk mixed with them was.

'It can stop my rainstorm sword style, body technique and sword technique can be regarded as advanced, and it can be regarded as a strong hand.However, a mere second-level qi and blood entered my circle of red silk heavenly traps, and it was a dead end. '

"Rainstorm Style" is a normal method, "Tianluo Style" is Zhuang Hongyi's real killing move.

Except for a few close people, Zhuang Hongyi didn't tell anyone about this secret, nor showed it to any living person.

Anyone who saw it was killed by her.

When she saw Chen Ping rushing forward, desperate to get close.

He didn't use lightness kung fu to shift shape and change positions first, but the sword edge danced more and more, showing an exasperated look, but his hands were three points loose.

'You come, wait for you to come. '

One has a heart.

One is interested.

The two were originally five zhang away, but in an instant, following Chen Ping's several steps forward, they were already close.

Almost face to face, only an arm's length apart.

"You fell for it."

"You got Fooled."

The two spoke at the same time, with smiles on their faces.

The first is Zhuang Hongyi, who takes off his robe and changes positions, the red robe is swaying, and the red silk with two swords is like a weaver girl threading a needle, embroidering delicate patterns.

In the blink of an eye, those two red silks circled back and forth, with strong internal force, wrapping Chen Ping in a tight and airtight manner.

In this case, let alone attack, you can't even stretch your hands and feet, let alone hit someone with your hands.

However, it is impossible to attack far with the conventional attack of Qi and Blood Martial Arts. In the case of bound hands and feet, there is no second result except waiting for death.

Zhuang Hongyi had already reached out and grabbed a short sword, swung it along with the trend, and was about to cut off Chen Ping's head.

What recruitment, what talent.

That was just casual talk.

The attack on this young man was ruthless and thoughtful. The three assistant incense masters of Qingzitang died in his hands, and it was nothing more than a blood feud with Qisetang.

The most important thing is that in his hands, the black wolf and the leopard are as powerless as a child, playing with them casually in the palm of his hand.

It was as easy as swiping two mosquitoes to death.

The young man who attacked was definitely the most powerful and dangerous person, if you can kill him, don't keep it.

She would never put herself in danger.

Just as she swung the dagger vigorously, there was a flower in front of her eyes.

The celestial silk red damask, which was supposed to be a unique killer, couldn't be tied down at all.

A gust of qi, blood and heat like the sun came from in front of him, making people feel like they were in a furnace, extremely hot and dry.

The red leaves are fluttering and fluttering in front of my eyes.

The golden silk and red silk that he regarded as a treasure was broken like countless colorful butterflies in an instant.

Before she swung the sword down, she saw a fist punched in the chest, wrapped in a raging wave of energy.

Before the punch strikes, the air seems to be sucked out, making it extremely difficult for people to breathe.

A wave of extreme oppression quietly surfaced in my heart.

"No, he's hiding his strength. It's definitely not the second-level blood, but the third-level."

Just feel the speed at which the front of the fist breaks through the air, and estimate the strength of the fist.

Zhuang Hongyi raised his body in a hurry, but the sword could not cut any further. In his busy schedule, he only had time to lay it on his chest before he was hit by a punch.

Crackling.

The dagger in her hand was broken on the spot, and when her right arm touched the punch, there was no suspense, broken bones and blood spattered, and the force was transmitted layer by layer, from wrist to elbow, and then to shoulder...

Zhuang Hongyi screamed, flew upside down, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood while still in the air.

She didn't even dare to look back, Piaofei's figure lightly tapped on the tree, and with the help of strength, she jumped into the air and jumped more than ten feet.

"Go away."

Chen Ping's heart trembled slightly.

He used all the strength of six thousand catties in his whole body to break the double fangs in his hand with the high-frequency vibration method, and finally, under Zhuang Hongyi's unexpected circumstances, Hong Ling shattered.

Then he made a bold move, smashing mountains and rocks with one punch, smashing the opponent's arm to pieces.

Just like that, there was an extremely flexible and icy force that was transmitted to the front of his fist and penetrated into the meridian, causing him to stop for a while.

As a result, Zhuang Hongyi found an opportunity before exhausting his strength, took advantage of the opportunity to fly back, and retreated into the air.

This person has profound skills, and if he does it again, he may not be able to calculate...

At this time, his right arm was broken and his body was injured, so he probably couldn't escape very far.

But it is absolutely impossible to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

With this in mind...

Chen Ping put more force under his feet, and the internal force of the seven stars in his dantian circulated crazily, attached to his legs, and stepped on billowing dust and smoke.

Chasing behind Zhuang Hongyi, he was able to chase end to end.

 Recommend Laomo Daxie a book "After Martial Arts Invincibility, I Traveled Through the Weird World"

  After being invincible in the world, seeing that his life expectancy is approaching, Lu Xingzhou got a chance, this world is a little weird!

  


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