Chapter 339

The rest of the Raiders were all secret, because Yang Ping's strength did not dare to appear. His strength was beyond anyone's expectation. In just a few minutes, none of the attackers stood up. There were seriously injured and dead on the ground. Yang Ping stepped over the red blood and walked to Sanyuan building.

No one can stop him!

Black night, blue sword.

The giant sword is two meters long and weighs 100 kilograms. It is dragged on the ground and emits a bright spark. However, such a heavy sword is as light as a feather in his hand. Then, with a wave, there is a sound explosion in the air. It can be seen that it is powerful and ambitious.

He was tall and thin, and it was hard to imagine the terrible energy contained in his body.

"Wen Lan."

He reported to his family, and then a sword cleaved down at Yang Ping's head. The huge sword seemed like a meteor, fleeting. In an instant, his eyebrows hurt. Yang Ping finally showed surprise on his face and stared at the upcoming heavy sword.

Whoosh!

Just as the Epee was like the wind, a sneak attack came from behind. An expert in the red area saw the opportunity to take advantage of it and wanted to attack back and forth to kill Yang Ping.

Yang Ping is in danger.

However, Wen Lan's heavy sword was abruptly retracted and crossed the river like a river crossing Raptor. The assailant, with his pupils constricted, withdrew to avoid the edge. Unfortunately, he misjudged the speed and angle of the epee. Wen Lan hit the man with a sword.

The sound of broken bones spread all over the night. The man screamed, his arm burst and was swept ten meters away, seriously injured and unconscious.

The person who observed secretly took a breath of air conditioning. He wanted to take the opportunity to sneak in and immediately put out his thoughts. They hide their bodies better for fear of being seen by Wenlan.

jingle!

The Epee fell to the ground and made a clear sound.

Wen Lan raised her sword, pointed to Yang Ping and said coldly, "you are mine."

Yang Ping smiled, shook his head and said, "Wenlan, do you also want to pass me to obtain the qualification for the straight through finals?"

Wen Lan smiled coldly and said proudly, "you're wrong. That's what the weak want. I'll sweep everyone and become a champion." he was so confident because he was born as a disciple of an old monster and believed that he was invincible.

"Fun?" Yang Ping asked. He felt the killing from Wen Lan, but he felt that Wen Lan was not a sinister person.

Wen Lan said indifferently, "my brother is dead. You should be responsible."

Yang Ping was silent.

At this time, the explanation has no effect, only World War I!

Wen Lan moved, and the speed was outrageous, like a cheetah jumping on the antelope. The cheetah running at high speed, with its hair retrograde in the wind, bit the neck artery of the prey. This requires rapid use of the body's explosive power, but also requires persistence. Wenlan combines explosive power and persistence perfectly, and can't see any weakness.

Qipin realm!

Yang Ping sensed the cyclone from Wen Lan. The cyclone at Dantian turned, and endless Qi rushed to the meridians. Finally, he hit his legs and hands and forced his hand. Few people can match his attack. Wen Lan takes the ancient martial arts of power.

Powerful sword!

Wen Lan gave a soft drink, the muscles on his arm expanded, and the arm holding the sword was more than twice as strong as the other hand. The heavy sword made a happy roar, just like the arrival of Hercules, falling ten times at a time, falling into bursts of wind and cloud.

Powerful divine sword, inferior ancient martial arts at the prefecture level.

Wen Lan's sword came out. His former opponent, no matter who he was, dared not compete with him, because Wen Lan's power would crush him.

But what happened next was beyond Wen Lan's expectation.

Yang Ping did not avoid like those people, but stretched out a hand to grasp the terrible epee.

Wen Lan's face turned red and her pupils glittered with tyranny. Yang Ping was so contemptuous that he grabbed the sword with his bare hands. His self-esteem was hit and he concentrated all his strength on the Epee, which was bound to split Yang Ping in two.

Yang Ping's face was calm, without sorrow or joy.

Boom!

The Epee finally touched the palm. There was no broken arm and no blood. Wen Lan only felt that he was splitting on the diamond. The anti shock force of the Epee shocked him. He snorted and retreated several steps to stabilize his body. Wen Lan looked at Yang Ping in horror and felt incredible.

Take the sword with your bare hands without damage.

How is that possible?

Wen Lan took a breath and stared at Yang Ping's palm. There was only a shallow trace on it, and even his skin was not cut. He couldn't imagine that someone's skin in the world could be so hard. Wen Lan didn't know that Yang Ping's inner strength had transformed his body. The white spot in the center of his eyebrows absorbed a lot of nine Yin Qi and neutralized the Nine Yang Qi in his body, making his body reach an unprecedented level in the same realm.

In real life, some people can do it, such as Beverly of the American Power Association team. After genetic transformation, his skin is filled with titanium alloy, and even armor piercing bullets can't penetrate. If Beverly is a high-tech product, Yang Ping is the representative of self-cultivation to the extreme.

"I didn't kill your brother." Yang Ping said. He didn't want to fight with Wenlan. He could see that there was justice in Wenlan. Although he was too proud to fart, he wouldn't indiscriminately kill innocent people, so he wanted to let him go.

Wen Lan narrowed her eyes and said unhappily, "you underestimate me?"

Yang Ping shook his head and said helplessly, "I don't underestimate you. My comrades in arms said that we can't despise any enemy when facing the enemy, because a little negligence may ruin our lives. You are very strong, but I Yang Ping never lie."

Wen Lan stared into Yang Ping's eyes and saw that she was frank, calm and worthy of her heart. Somehow, Wenlan began to believe him, not because of his sweet words, but because of his sympathetic eyes. In Yang Ping, Wen Lan feels the same temperament, that is, pride, disdain to lie and use conspiracy.

"I believe you." Wen Lan clenched the epee and said in a deep voice.

Yang Ping was relieved to hear this. At least Wen Lan knew the truth. I don't want those flies to kill innocent people for tickets to the finals. China's Jianghu needs talents, but also talents with justice. Wen Lan can't die in his hands, at least not in other people's games.

"But I still want to kill you." Wen Lan said in a cold voice.

Yang Ping frowned and said, "why?"

Wen Lan stroked the epee and showed his sacred eyes, as if the Epee were his lover. He whispered, "it's called blue light. I'm not allowed to fail. The sword is in people, and the sword destroys people!"

Yang Ping secretly scolds fools. He has never seen such a pedantic man. The shit sword is in people. The sword destroys people and dies. People have hope only when they live. Dead, nothing. Unfortunately, Wen Lan won't listen. She uses the ancient martial arts of powerful divine sword again. This time, it's useless. She uses the dual strength of sword Qi, superposition of strength and stronger attack power.

"Boring."

Yang Ping didn't connect it hard. He flashed over the epee and made a disorderly avalanche. He summoned the light and rain of Qi strength to fall on the epee. Each drop of Qi strength was like a drop of water falling on a stone. dripping water wears through a stone. His use of Qi strength has reached the level of spring wind and rain moistening things silently, and his ordinary moves show the power of powerful ancient martial arts.

In the medical school, Yang Ping realized the Tao and reached a new level.

Ding Ding!

Wen Lan's arm vibrated. With every impact of Qi, his body was shaking, and his viscera were very uncomfortable. Finally, he took off his heavy sword and inserted it on the ground, buzzing through the night. Yang Ping stood with his hands down and said indifferently, "are you still coming?"

Looking at the trembling Epee, Wen Lan's face changed and finally became more and more firm.

Yang Ping sighed. The other party was a dead brain and paralyzed. They all said they didn't want to kill him and wanted to commit suicide. It was not pride, but stupidity and hopelessness. Wen Lan roared, his clothes expanded and made a sound of red dust. His Qi poured into the epee and turned red, just like a red iron block, igniting the air.

"Split Huashan!"

Wen Lan uses a move to split Huashan Mountain, which is a unique move of the powerful divine sword. It is extremely powerful. Even Yang Ping feels threatened and nods secretly. With such strength, he is already a top expert among the seven products. If he was himself before, he may have avoided the edge, but he has realized it.

Next, Wen Lan saw a move that could not be described in words. Her heart was trembling, as if she saw the true meaning of power.

Yang Ping slowly stretched out his palm and grabbed the Epee as before.

Poof!

Wen Lan's body was shocked, rotated in the air countless times, and finally fell to the ground. She got up hard and looked at Yang Ping in horror. The Epee soared into the sky and was hit by the palm of the hand. It was rotating at a high speed. It was like a burning torch in the night sky. It exploded and sank into the slate.

"You lost."

Yang Ping said faintly.

Wen Lan smiled, bowed deeply to him and said, "you let me see the true meaning of power and let me understand the use of Qi at different levels. This is the realm I pursue. Yang Ping, thank you. If I get something in the future, I will thank you."

With that, Wen Lan pulled up her heavy sword and disappeared into the darkness.

Yang Ping showed a happy smile. Children can be taught.

The night was quiet.

After Wen Lan's failure, other attackers trembled and dared not release their breath and continued to hide. Only then did they know the level of the assassin, which can not be described by common sense. Wen Lan is an expert in the golden zone, but she can't Parry Yang Ping.

Too strong, too desperate.

Yang Ping looked up, opened his perspective eyes and looked at the top floor of Sanyuan building. He was getting closer and closer to Jiang Weimin, and his momentum was condensed. Jiang Weimin is unfathomable. As one of the four evils in the capital, he has long been in the realm of Jiupin. But Yang Ping has to challenge, because the Phoenix is beside him. He wanted to recapture the Phoenix. He could not let the Phoenix become a tool for Jiang Weimin.

top floor.

Jiang Weimin stood in front of the window and had a panoramic view of the previous battle. His face was ancient and not wave. It seemed that Yang Ping was strong. In his eyes, he was just a child's house. He said coldly, "waste, the contestants in the golden area are waste."

Yang Ping bowed his head and continued to move forward.

A car passed by with dazzling lights. Just as I passed by, the front wheel exploded, the car staggered and stopped on the roadside. Down came a woman with a big belly. She listened to the big belly, looked at the broken front wheel, frowned and said anxiously, "what to do, we're almost home, and the car still broke down." seeing Yang Ping on the roadside, she hesitated and asked, "Can you help me?"

Yang Ping stopped and knew that it was not easy to tolerate pregnancy, so he helped him change the spare tire.

The pregnant woman kept thanking.

When Yang Ping changed the spare tire, a machete with blue light attacked the pregnant woman's back.