Chapter 332

Jiang Weimin turned his back to Yang Ping. If he thought about it, a fierce battle did not happen. The silence in the box was terrible. He doesn't move, but he is like a mountain lying ahead and can't be surpassed.

The fat man was oppressed by momentum and his chest was depressed. He looked at Jiang Weimin in horror.

Yang Ping sighed darkly that although Jiang Weimin was an asshole, there was no doubt about his strength. He was extremely powerful. It was estimated that he had reached the level of eight grades. It was impossible to reach a higher level.

Jiang Weimin turned around, looked at Yang Ping with deep meaning and said, "do you feel ashamed to be my subordinate? Do you think you have strong strength, so you want personality and self-esteem?"

Yang Ping sneered, which was a response.

Jiang Weimin sighed, showing his concern for the country and the people, and said, "my grandfather gave me the responsibility of serving the people. The world is big and serving the country and the people. I always thought it was too big to carry it. But later, I gradually realized that the real meaning of my grandfather's name did not lie in the country, but in the Jianghu."

As soon as the tone changed, Jiang Weimin showed a proud attitude, as if released from his bones, and said in a deep voice: "I can bear the dignified successor of the Jiang family coming down to preside over the Dragon God competition and condescending to your honor. But I can't stand it. Even you, a little soldier king, can't conquer it."

"From now on, I'll give you three moves. If you can take it, I'll allow you to participate in the Dragon God competition again, and I'll tell you the news of the Yanhuang team." Jiang Weimin took a step forward with his hands on his back, and a awe inspiring momentum rose into the sky, just like a groundbreaking dust, lifting the veil of history.

Yang Ping's mind moved and said, "I'm not interested in the game of Dragon God competition."

Jiang Weimin smiled contemptuously, shook his head and said, "your news is still too closed. Well, I'll give you one for free. The final of the Dragon God competition is related to your woman Zhu Xi. If you don't participate, Zhu Xi will become the champion woman."

what!

Yang Ping's color changed and his heart was filled with endless anger. These bastards not only set the rules of the game, but also joke about Zhu Xi's happiness. Zhu Xi is his woman. No one can touch her. A dull murderous spirit erupted from him, and Yang Ping locked Jiang Weimin.

Jiang Weimin nodded and said faintly, "it's a little momentum."

The fat man was indignant. He couldn't bear Jiang Weimin's high attitude. He sarcastically said, "if you don't have the ability to pretend to be a big tail wolf, I'll pretend to be forced. There's still a little momentum. You look like a little white face. I don't know which woman to rely on."@^^$

Jiang Weimin's eyes sank, shook his head and said, "look for death."

A gust of wind rose.

Yang Ping felt the crisis and turned pale and said, "fat man, be careful." he rushed up to meet Jiang Weimin's attack, but Jiang Weimin was like a wind and shadow, unpredictable, and passed directly, with a palm printed on the fat man's chest.

Click!

The fat man flew sideways, smashed the window glass and fell from the second floor.! $*!

Yang Ping's eyes were red and he said, "even ordinary people will kill you."

Jiang Weimin patted his palm, shrugged and said, "not bad. You already have murderous spirit, anger and courage, but I don't know if you have enough strength to face my three moves. Yang Ping, if you can't take it, today is your death."

Whoosh!

Jiang Weimin raised his hand and fell on Yang Ping's head. It was as light as the clouds in the sky, but the clouds were as heavy as a mountain. There were cracks in the floor under Yang Ping's feet, which showed the terrible pressure he was under.

First move!

Jiang Weimin grinned and explained, "Luoyun mountain is a unique skill I got in front of a saint. It is a prefecture level middle-class ancient martial arts. Luoyun mountain is as powerful and heavy as Mount Tai."

The palm fell, and the thick Qi gathered like a mountain. Yang Ping frowned. He realized the reason why Jiang was proud of the people. He was too strong. He was familiar with prefecture level middle-grade ancient martial arts, NIMA and prefecture level ancient martial arts. The other party kneaded them.

Yang Ping uses the five element needling technique with all his strength to make your back as heavy as a mountain, but only a thousand holes can be pierced.

Yang Ping felt that his shoulders were very heavy and his legs were about to break. He gritted his teeth and insisted on pushing up Jiang Weimin's Qi. This is the collision of power and power, no fancy.

The anger dissipated and the box was quiet.

Jiang Weimin nodded and exclaimed, "yes, take my move, which shows that my vision is not wrong, and you have great potential. Yang Ping, I will give you another chance. If you follow me, I will not only give you the champion, but also make you and Zhu Xi stay together forever."

Yang Ping didn't want to think about it. He said coldly, "well, don't give me food. The second move."

Jiang Weimin sighed and regretted, "in that case, I'll make a second move. I hope you can follow." he raised his hands and suddenly pressed down. There was a gust of wind in the box, and there was an illusion of lightning and thunder.

It's really an illusion!

Yang Ping's willpower is very strong, but he even has hallucinations. Jiang Weimin's ancient martial arts are too powerful. It can make people fantasize between moves. It is no longer a simple ancient martial arts, and the level must be very high.

"Feitian! The Chiang family inherits ancient martial arts and is a prefecture level top-grade. Yang Ping, can you catch it?" Jiang Weimin smiled.

There was no real attack, only mental shock. Yang pingru fell from the sky. Yang pingru was hit hard, his head pricked like a needle, coughing constantly, and his body lost control. However, with one breath, he just didn't sit down and stood upright as easily.

People can fail, but they can't admit defeat!

The Qi dissipated and the spirit was chaotic.

Yang Ping smiled bitterly. The second move, unexpectedly, the second move was not accepted. He felt frustrated in his heart. Is Jiang Weimin really strong enough to control everything, and he can't even recruit three times?

Jiang Weimin stared at Yang Ping's steady legs like a pile foundation standing in the soil. His eyebrows wrinkled. Hehe said, "I have backbone. I like you more. Yang Ping, have you really considered it?"

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "come on, there's a third move."

Jiang Weimin was silent. He stared at Yang Ping for a moment. After a long time, he shot directly. The third move.

Yang Ping looked at Jiang Weimin's move and had no strength to resist. He felt that Jiang Weimin's third move was even more terrible than the first two moves combined. There was a strange phenomenon. He seemed like a God coming down to earth to inspect the common people.

The world fell into absolute silence.

Yang Ping quietly looked at Jiang Weimin's move. That move could not be described in words. Although he was an opponent, he felt that the third move went beyond the common sense and touched the edge of the Tao.

Unless it is the same ancient martial arts, any ancient martial arts, even at the prefecture level, is tantamount to hitting the stone with an egg in front of Jiang Weimin.

When Jiang Weimin shot, his eyes were cold and ruthless. He was still cherishing talent before, but now he is murderous. Such a ruthless character has the spirit of an owl. Yang Ping fell into absolute repression and secretly said, am I going to die?

The eyes fell into darkness. The endless black fog surged like magic claws and drowned it. Yang Ping closed his eyes.

He took the fat man out to seek justice. Unexpectedly, he could not protect the fat man, and even he was dying. Yang Ping was unwilling. There was a hatred in Dantian, hating heaven and earth and the universe.

I, Yang Ping, must not die like this.

Fat man needs to be saved!

Zhu Xi must take care of her!

The Phoenix is nearby, but it looks like a stranger!

Younger martial sister is still waiting for me!

……

There were too many things waiting for him. Yang Ping clenched her teeth, looked for a way out in the dark and lived strong.

When Yang Ping was about to die, wonderful postures came to mind. Words sounded in his ears, and then they were connected in series to form a starry sky.

The starry sky was lonely, and countless stars were flashing. Yang Pingli naturally raised his hand and made a strange gesture.

Boom!

He held the circle in his hands, and countless starlight fell on him, then condensed into a point and pushed it out.

Heaven and earth are clear and everything is quiet.

Yang Ping returned to the box and stared at his hands. There were stars on them. They disappeared into the palm of his hand. Jiang Weimin's eyes that he had been overlooking finally showed shock. He couldn't believe that Yang Ping could take the third move.

Cough!

Yang Ping coughed violently. He was constantly wandering in his mind and was about to go into a coma.

"Three moves have passed." Yang Ping gasped.

Jiang Weimin's face changed. He stared at Yang Ping and said in a deep voice, "what ancient martial arts are you using?"

Yang Ping sneered and hummed, "nature is the ancient martial arts that beat you."

Jiang Weimin's tone was cold, showing greedy eyes and said, "just tell me the ancient martial arts you used before, I can't kill you. Yang Ping, I rarely break my promise, but this time I make an exception."

Yang Ping secretly scolded that Jiang was a villain for the people. He was insidious and cunning. He couldn't believe it at all.

"Well, you have no energy now. Any warrior can kill you. Now I crush you with one finger, but you can go out alive if you promise me."

Jiang Weimin seduced.

Yang Ping laughed and scolded, "villain, even if I die, I won't agree. Come on, you try, can I use the second move to blow up your eggs."

Jiang Weimin said displeased, "in that case, I'll abolish you first and torture you slowly." he smiled coldly and wanted to fight.

At this time, a cold laugh came from outside.

"Jiang Weimin, stop!"