Chapter 281

Two giant pythons stood upright on the water, five meters high, overlooking Yang Ping. The river was quiet and strange, an undercurrent fluctuated, and the water was bubbling with bubbles. Yang Ping stood on the bank and felt strong pressure.

The sound of the flute was melodious and hypnotized the two python.

The Python's eyes turned red in an instant, emitting violent anger, and the influence of Yang Ping appeared in the pupil.

Yang Ping took a deep breath and looked at the owner of the flute. One kilometer away from the other bank, a figure in white sat on a big stone and controlled the python attack. This person's mental power can be called terror. Controlling a python requires at least the mental power of the seven grade realm, and controlling two at the same time. Yang Ping dare not think about it.

It was only the first round of the Dragon God competition. The other party clearly targeted him and wanted to eradicate him in the back mountain jungle.

Whoosh!

The grass on the bank shook, and two tails shot out of the soil and stabbed Yang Ping's belly. Back and forth, silent. Yang Ping jumped a few meters away. A Python's head jumped at him quickly, opened his big mouth and sprayed out a smelly liquid.

WOW!

The venom was sprayed all over the sky. Yang Ping took off his shirt, threw out a Tai Chi circle, and gathered the venom together. Only a strong corrosive sound was heard, and the shirt disappeared. Another Python sneaked from behind and bit Yang Ping's neck.

Yang Ping looks at the master of the flute and a white figure appears in his pupil.

At the moment of the Python's attack, Yang Ping gave a soft drink, and his mental power attacked violently. A golden five element needle suddenly appeared on the top of the white figure and stabbed his Baihui Point.

The white figure did not expect that Yang Ping's spiritual attack was so powerful. As soon as he looked up, the golden needle came to his eyes. The shadow of a golden needle also appeared in his pupil, and the two spiritual forces clashed violently in the air.

Yang Ping made every effort to exert his mental attack. He had no time to dodge the Python's sneak attack. He was severely hit by his head behind him and flew out. Fortunately, his body was strong. After breaking a big tree, he quickly got up and looked at the white figure.

The white figure obviously underestimated Yang Ping's spiritual attack. As a master of the seven level realm, he didn't expect to face Yang Ping's spiritual power of the six level realm and had no resistance at all. The golden needle broke his mental defense and stabbed him in the middle of his eyebrows.

The white figure snorted stiffly and made a sharp cry in his mouth. Under Yang Ping's blow, he was seriously injured. He took a resentful look at Yang Ping and left quickly. Because Yang Ping has escaped the Python's attack and ran towards him.

Yang Ping was the king of the forest. He ran quickly in the jungle of the back mountain and soon caught up with the white figure, 50 meters apart. Seeing that the white figure could not escape, he was cruel and stopped. The flute sounded. The two Python went crazy and bit Yang Ping regardless of life and death.

Blocked by the python, Yang Ping can only stop to deal with it and give the white figure a chance to escape.

Yang Ping is furious. It's rare for the other party to be seriously injured. He can't escape this time. No, then he will suffer endless trouble. His eyes were cold, his breath changed greatly, a terrible killer burst out from his body, and the black energy at the Dantian swept through his body.

The white figure must die!

The two Python felt the terrible smell of Yang Ping and were terrified, but the flute sound of the white figure kept urging them, so they could only harden their scalp and attack. Yang Ping's dark breath became stronger and stronger, and the flute sound of the white figure became more and more anxious.

Whoosh!

Yang Ping opened his eyes, his eyes turned black, and his mouth roared like a beast, which scared the two Python stiff. He punched the Python's head and heard a click. The Python's head, as hard as steel, was knocked out of a hole. The blood gushed wildly. The python was hit hard on the head and lay on the ground, dying. Another Python whined, no longer controlled by the sound of the flute, whined, turned and ran away.

Yang Ping's breath was too terrible, far exceeding the expectation of the white figure.

He killed one python, forced the other to leave, and locked his eyes on the white figure. The white figure sat on the ground with a veil. He couldn't see his face clearly. The corners of his mouth were bleeding. He looked at Yang Ping in horror.

Yang Ping said coldly, "who are you?"

The white figure shook his hand, the emerald green flute flew and exploded in the air. The yellow smoke, with strong poison, hoodwinked Yang Ping's perception. He took the opportunity to escape. Unfortunately, he underestimated Yang Ping's investigative ability. Just after taking a few steps, a fist flew in and hit him in the chest.

With a dull hum, the white figure spewed blood and flew back, seriously injured.

Yang Ping approached step by step and said coldly, "don't force me to do it. You should know my ability. No one in my hand can keep silent." he took out a row of silver needles and twinkled cold light in the night sky, which scared the white figure's pupils to tighten.

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Ping smiled, ready to extort a confession.

The white figure turned and ran away, but was suppressed by Yang Ping. When he was ready to do it, a cold killing opportunity came from behind. A cold sword stabbed his back. He just sensed that the sword Qi was coming.

The sneak attack sword was too fast and the angle was too tricky. Yang Ping almost had no time to respond. It can be seen that the strength of the sneak attacker is strong.

Yang Ping sneered with no fear. A silver needle was shot from his finger to the eyebrow of the attacker. The attacker recovers the long sword in his hand, swings the silver needle open and continues to move forward. The speed is more terrible.

Yang Ping was awe inspiring. He couldn't see through the realm of this person, that is to say, at least it was the realm of eight grades. When the long sword was waved, countless sword Qi shrouded in all directions and was airtight.

I'm afraid this man's strength is no weaker than cold-blooded.

Jingle!

After ten moves, the other party doesn't love war, picks up the white figure and leaves. When Yang Ping wanted to chase, he suddenly heard an angry roar from the tent camp. He was surprised and turned back. He picked up a piece of wood, threw it into the river, stepped on it, walked in the air and quickly came to the bank.

Just when he reached the shore, a beautiful figure just emerged from the jungle with a head sticking out.

Li muxue came from behind and felt two terrible smells fluctuating and his soul shaking. She is also a master of the three level realm, but the confrontation of the seven level realm is a disaster for her.

If you are a little close, you may be shocked to death.

When the two violent breath disappeared, Li muxue came out and worried about Yang Ping's safety. When she poked her head out, she just saw Yang Ping descending like a God, stepping on the water and coming in the air.

Li muxue opened her eyes wide and showed an incredible color. She could hardly believe that the terrible gas fluctuation just happened was Yang Ping in front of her?

Poop!

When Li muxue's heart was trembling, a scream came. Yang Ping fell into the water and shouted for help. She was stunned for a moment and was secretly angry. Seeing Yang Ping's embarrassed appearance in the water, where did she have the style of a peerless expert.

"Waste." Li muxue came forward, pointed to Yang Ping's nose and scolded, "come out to play with water in the evening?"

Yang Ping smiled bitterly. If Li muxue didn't suddenly appear, he didn't have to pretend to be weak and fall into the water. If Li muxue knew his real strength, it might cause unnecessary trouble. He climbed ashore slowly, shook his wet hair and said with a smile, "it's hot. I'll take a bath. What if you don't sleep with me because you think I'm dirty?"

Li muxue sneered and said in a cold voice, "asshole, why didn't you drown just now."

Yang Ping walked to the camp and said with a light smile, "I'm dead. Aren't you a widow?"

Li muxue was so angry that he stamped his feet that Yang Ping didn't look like a peerless expert. He gradually separated him from the smell of terror and said, "you have the seed to say it again."

"If I have seed, you can try it." Yang Ping disappeared into the grass, and his voice came from a distance.

Li muxue hesitated to look at the river. There was a cold blade on the water. Although the battle was over, the breath contained made her a person of the third level, still with instinctive fear.

"Unlike ah, was he the one who made the fight before?" Li muxue frowned and murmured.

In the camp.

The crowd gathered together and focused on Chen Kuan, who was tied naked next to the fire. His expression was listless, looked very embarrassed, and his eyes were terrified. In a tent, the cries of the moon came out.

Yang Ping returned to the camp and saw this scene, revealing his inquiring eyes.

Seeing Yang Ping's return, Mu Xiaoxiao hurried forward, angrily pointed to Chen Kuan and said, "you've finally come back. Just now, Chen Kuan him..." hesitated and pointed to the crying tent, "go and have a look."

Yang Ping nodded, opened the tent with curiosity, and saw an unforgettable scene. Yue Yue was wearing a quilt. It was estimated that she didn't wear anything inside, but Yang Ping was not interested because Yue Yue's body was too plump and covered with greasy fat. Besides, there were two small pants on the quilt, one white and very spacious. It was estimated that only Yue Yue could wear it, The other one is black. I don't know whose it is.

The white pants are covered with bright red blood, which seems a little familiar.

Suddenly, Yang Ping thought of an inference that he couldn't believe. He comforted Yueyue a few words, walked out of the tent, came to Mu Xiaoxiao, and whispered, "don't tell me it's true?"

Mu Xiaoxiao covered his face and said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid it's true."

Yang Ping opened his mouth and looked at Chen Kuan in surprise. At this time, Chen Kuan was ashamed and wanted to find a hole in the ground. His heart is wailing in pain. It's a sin. He's ruining his reputation all over the moon.

After hearing Mu Xiaoxiao's words, Yang Ping shook her head helplessly and looked at Chen Kuan with pity.

It turned out that after Chen Kuan came back from picking up dry firewood, he didn't know why he was crazy. He suddenly rushed to Yueyue's tent. He was still talking nonsense in his mouth, saying a language that everyone couldn't understand. At first, everyone thought Chen Kuan was joking, but the cry of the moon in the tent realized that something was wrong.

Yueyue's tent, Chen Kuan rushed in and directly put Yueyue to the right place. When the people opened the tent, they were finished. Chen Kuan was left in a daze, as well as the sad and crying moon.

Li muxue just came back. After listening to the story, he was stunned, stared at Chen Kuan angrily and hummed, "you wait to go to jail."

Chen Kuan is pale with fear. Rape is a felony. If he goes to prison, his life will be over. Chen Kuan knelt on the ground and begged, "teacher, I didn't mean it. I... Don't know what happened."

Li muxue sneered and spat, "that's what every rapist says."

Yang Ping was nearby and said curiously, "have you been that too?"

Li muxue turned around, looked at Yang Ping coldly and asked, "say it again?"

Yang Ping smiled and muttered, "I don't know that in detail."

Li muxue still had to swear, and a faint voice came from the tent: "my life is over. For the first time, I'm going to leave it to my man. How can I live in the future."

Chen Kuan was in a hurry and shouted, "Yueyue, I'll marry you!"

Bang Dang!

Yang Ping was startled, as if she heard the sound of losing her virginity to the ground.