Chapter 1193

Di Ping is practicing. The faint shadow of "zero" of intelligent system appears in the room. After a moment's silence, he disappears quietly.

The shadow had just touched the door of the tavern. Before he could break it, suddenly the door of the tavern opened with a squeak, and a bright light came out and sprinkled it on him.

The shadow was frightened by the sudden change. He turned around and wanted to flash, but his body was frozen in place and could not move. He only felt a terrible pressure, like a mountain, pressing him to the ground tightly. He could not move. Except for his two eyes, it was like a sculpture with a cat's waist.

At this time, a man came out of the tavern slowly. This man was Wu An. He stood on the steps and took a light glance at the man in black. Then he grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up. In the frightened eyes of the man in black, he lifted the man into the tavern. Then the door of the tavern slammed shut, the light disappeared, and everything was calm, as if it had never appeared before.

No one knew about all this, nor did Di Ping. No one knew that a steward of the tavern had such a powerful power that he could not move a awakened man on the ground.

Di Ping practiced until six o'clock in the morning. Then he went out to practice Yuqing Zhenjue in the evening. In the morning, he practiced tiger spirit rhyme, smash fist and crazy wave sword.

Today, he felt the progress again. The tiger spirit formula was pushed to the third level, and the fierce tiger shook his body. The difficulty of cultivation was increased again, but the increase of strength was greater.

Di Ping could feel that if he had practiced all the nine forms in the third level, the increased strength would be the sum of the first two levels. No wonder the tiger spirit formula is the best skill. It's really different.

With the enhancement of his body, di Ping also added his sword strength to eight layers as he wished. It took him three seconds to complete the superposition. If he was fighting, he would not know how many times he would die. One second would be enough for him to kill several mutant beasts.

Fortunately, his body has been able to withstand this kind of violent sword force. Although he is still reluctant, he can hardly finish it. This has already made him very happy. The strength of the eight layer sword makes him frightened. It seems that he has the terrifying destructive power like a nuclear bomb. He has already imagined how powerful the eighteen layer sword power should be.

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today we will have the last negotiation with Liu Zhenya. Last night, Liu Zhenya has indicated his intention to finish the talks as soon as possible. He will prepare to return to bianzhou base.

But before Diping went out, someone found the door and saw Owen carrying a man to the city tower.

"What's going on?"

Di Ping looked at Owen, carrying a man in black, and asked in doubt.

"Master, this is the tavern master. Wu An caught him last night. He sneaked out of the castle to enter the tavern, and was caught by Wu'an steward!"

Owen threw the man down the road.

"Oh

Di Ping looked at the man in black lying on the ground with a frown: "check out the origin, is it the man from our base?"

Di Ping shook his head and said, "the man is still in a coma, but we checked the information. He is not from our base. He should be a soldier under Liu Zhenya." Then he picked his toes and turned them over. He lay on his back.

This is a person with white skin, pale, black hair and black eyes. The lines of the five views are somewhat stiff. It is the kind of young man who is very stylish. It seems that he will not be over 25 years old.

"What does Liu Zhenya want to do?"

Di Ping looked at the people on the ground, and a thin anger flashed in the clear.

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