Chapter 417

The dagger sank into the waist and spine and wanted to cut off the nerve and destroy Yang Ping's ability to move. Yang Ping felt the crisis before the dagger was inserted. The tiger waist turned around at an angle that could not die, so he could avoid the king's dagger. The dagger cut the cloth of the clothes, and the broken mark was emitting green smoke.

The dagger glows blue and is highly poisonous.

Yang Ping frowned tightly and looked into Wang's eyes. Wang's pupils were astigmatic and stood in place expressionless. It seemed that his hand had nothing to do with himself, just like a cold machine.

She was hypnotized.

Yang Ping raised her head and looked at the ninth heavenly king. She breathed deeply and saw the opportunity.

On the ninth day, the king put his hands together like the Buddha with a smile and said, good, good, my Buddha is merciful. The hypnotic king killed people, which made him feel wronged.

"Yang Ping, you can't fly today." Matsumoto stood at the door, holding his hands on his chest and said sarcastically, "it's a pity that you can't even protect your friends." he deliberately stimulated Yang Ping with the fat man's death to look for flaws.

Sure enough, Yang Ping was furious. His clenched fist and hair made a crisp click. It was obvious that he was extremely angry.

"Why?"

Yang Ping stared at Lu Pingyan standing under Zhang Rong's body and shouted that Zhang Rong was willing to give everything for Lu Pingyan. In the end, he was just another dog. No, not even a dog.

Lu Pingyan's heart is like a snake and scorpion. It's not a pity to die.

Facing Yang pingsen's cold eyes, Lu Pingyan was startled. It seemed that she was locked by Yang Ping. Her pores were tight, and there was panic in her heart. She subconsciously stepped back and looked ugly.

On the ninth day, the king read a sentence. Lu Pingyan looked a little better.

Matsumoto shouted, "do it and kill him."

Yang Ping stood where he was, sighed, and didn't look away from Lu Pingyan. He said indifferently, "Zhang Rong is dead because of you. From beginning to end, I won't kill you because I can't bear Zhang Rong's pain." after a moment of silence, his eyes shot out, "you owe him an apology."

Whoosh!

Lu Pingyan's pupils contracted. At the moment when Yang Ping disappeared, she kept retreating and wanted to escape. But from far to near, a fist vibrates like wind and thunder, and sometimes like a breeze. The movement and stillness are incisively and vividly displayed on the fist.

She tried to avoid, but her fist flooded her world.

Matsumoto turned pale and shouted, "stop him."

On the ninth day, the king glared angrily and performed dark hypnosis. The king was controlled and issued a sharp cry. He stopped in front of Lu Pingyan to resist the fist of wind and thunder.

Yang Ping didn't have time to withdraw his fist and hit Wang with one punch.

Matsumoto smiled sinister.

When Wang has an accident, Yang Ping will be more angry and lose his mind. On the ninth day, the king is worthy of being an old Jianghu man with rich combat experience.

Suddenly, the smile on Matsumoto's face was stiff and exclaimed. The dangerous Qi came. The fist power rushed through Wang and hit Lu Pingyan's chest firmly. Lu Pingyan had no time to respond, screamed and bumped Matsumoto into the air.

Matsumoto spurts blood. His body is filled with terrifying and overbearing fist strength. It's very uncomfortable.

Beat cattle across the mountain!

On the ninth day, the king frowned and knew that he could not drag on, otherwise Matsumoto and Lu Pingyan would be beaten by Yang Ping. He controlled the king and attacked Yang Ping recklessly. Yang Ping dodged easily, bypassed Zhang Rong's body and came to Lu Pingyan.

Lu Pingyan screamed, unable to get up and shouted, "master, help me!"

Yang Ping grabbed Lu Pingyan's hair and dragged it towards Zhang Rong's body. Ignoring Wang's dagger, he waved it with one hand and showed detached martial arts skills. He pulled a thousand kilograms in four or two, and Wang's dagger stabbed Matsumoto.

Matsumoto was pale with fear and dodged in a panic.

On the ninth day, the king was shocked. He knew that he underestimated Yang Ping's strength and casually broke the joint efforts of the people. Such strength is no longer comparable to the ordinary nine grade realm.

"Hold him."

On the ninth day, Wang pan sat on the ground, his pupils flashed black, and his mouth was talking.

Matsumoto clenched his teeth and shook his hand. Cold stars covered his head. Yang Ping fell into a bitter attack net. Matsumoto wanted to hold Yang Ping back and give the ninth king a chance.

Unfortunately, when Yang Ping was angry, his strength far exceeded everyone's estimation.

However, seeing Yang Ping motionless, the bitterness all over the sky seems to be fixed. With Yang Ping as the core, a strange magnetic field is formed. After tinkling, bitterness melts in the core of the magnetic field, and then bounces back.

Matsumoto was scared to death when he saw the pain all over the sky. He rolled and ran to the door. A bitter bullet pierced the door panel and plunged into his back. The other one pierced his back directly.

After countless hardships plunged into Matsumoto's body, he struggled several times and gradually couldn't move. His eyes opened wide, round and full of strong reluctance to die.

Yang Ping's face looks very sad when he kills people at random.

Lu Pingyan was scared to death when she saw Matsumoto's death. She trembled and said, "don't kill me. I'm forced. Yang Ping, you and Zhang Rong are good friends. Don't kill me in Zhang Rong's face..."

Yang Ping, expressionless, dragged Lu Pingyan and threw it under Zhang Rong's body.

Lu Pingyan got up, hugged Zhang Rong's body and cried, "Zhang Rong, I love you. Don't leave me. Open your eyes and see that I'm dying. I'm going to be killed by your friend!"

"Zhang Rong, you can't die. Wake up quickly."

Blood fell from her wrists and dripped on Lu Pingyan's pale face. She looked up and saw Zhang Rong staring at him for a moment, like a fierce ghost climbing out of hell. She was so scared that she sat on the ground.

At this time, the ninth day the king was ready and got up fiercely, like angry King Kong.

Yang Ping looked up. The surrounding environment suddenly changed. A fiery red cloud suspended in the sky changed into angry faces. They were all villains he had killed, including murderers, drug lords and traitors. They shouted and shouted for Yang Ping's life.

On the ninth day, Wang was relieved to see Yang Ping's dull expression.

Purgatory!

Prefecture Level middle-class ancient martial arts, dark hypnosis in spiritual attack, the unique skill of the ninth day king, known as the strongest killing move. So far, no one can escape from this move.

No one's heart is perfect. They hide the things they fear most in their heart, and purgatory is to pull those shady things out of their heart, causing the parties to mess up and fall into endless purgatory.

Lu Pingyan swallowed her saliva. Seeing Yang Ping's dull expression, she said with great joy: "master, master, save me..." she climbed forward, held the ninth day king's thigh and wailed, "I was almost killed. I won't have a chance to serve my master again."

On the ninth day, the king showed disgust, kicked her away and hummed, "get away." the king winked and said in a cold voice, "cut off his head."

Wang, expressionless, walked to Yang Ping,

On the ninth day, the king despised and said, "I thought you were so powerful, but in purgatory, no matter how powerful you are, you also have personality weaknesses, and no one can escape." it seemed that he smiled grimly when he saw Yang Ping's miserable appearance.

Yang Ping caused huge losses to the Dragon God sect, making them like rats crossing the street. The bottom believers lost more than 90%, forcing the ninth day king to fight. This is a great humiliation, so Yang Ping must die.

Lu Pingyan looked at Yang Ping with resentment and said, "die and go to hell with Zhang Rong.".

Seeing Yang Ping die in the hands of the king, the ninth day the king showed a ferocious smile.

passing of night.

The sky changes.

On the ninth day, the king was stunned and turned pale.

Blood red clouds appeared on his head and turned into terrible faces dripping blood. There were brothers and sisters who had been killed by themselves, countless Dragon God believers who had been killed, and even a ferocious and violent black dragon looked at him indifferently.

Anti hypnosis!

This is the only thought in the ninth day king's mind.