Chapter 716

On the eighth day, Wang was alert, felt the incomparable surging breath, jumped up and stared at Yang Ping. Yang Ping only has the realm of the later stage of the ninth grade, which is not strong according to reason. He is the realm of the later stage of the second sage. He has touched the threshold of the sage, almost pierced the membrane and promoted to the strongest column in the world.

But in the face of Yang Ping, the eighth day king was afraid.

He was angry and ashamed of his false impression. He said, "boy, you must not be arrogant. I has the final say. I didn't want to kill you, so that you could live longer. I didn't expect you to die."

"Are you okay?"

Yang Ping turned back, smiled at Zhu Xi, shrugged and said, "Why are you crying? People who don't know thought they made you cry."

Zhu Xi quickly wiped away her tears and said stubbornly, "I didn't cry, but the wind and sand came into my eyes. Don't be proud."

Yang Ping said with a smile, "well, you didn't cry, but your eyes are red."

Zhu Xi bit her lips, snorted, and then worried: "Yang Ping, Yang Yuxin is still up there. Can you save her?"

Yang Ping closed her eyes, felt it, and then opened her eyes. She knew the whole building like the back of her hand and said, "she's not dead. Don't worry."

His eyes turned to Yu Shanshan on the ground. His eyes flashed a trace of displeasure. Yang Ping stepped forward.

On the eighth day, the king was shocked and thought he was going to attack. He quickly made a big move and shouted, "ploughing the sky!"

The art of ploughing the sky, the dark ancient martial arts, and the medium grade of the prefecture level, is to faint to the peak of Qi strength. At the same time, it can use external aura to attack. This is a powerful ancient martial arts combining its own and external attacks. It is one of the ancient martial arts taught by the Dragon God sect.

When ploughing the sky, the atmosphere of China Airlines square is very different.

It's like a dragon taking off and tearing heaven and earth in half@^^$

Sky, square, people and wild flowers on the roadside.

All in two.

This is the strength of the eighth day king of the Dragon God sect. He is extremely powerful. Yu Shanshan was dying and was shocked by the breath of despair. Finally, she understood why the king would say that even his master was not his opponent on the eighth day before.

From the current strength, she is not just an opponent. It is estimated that she and Shifu are not opponents of others.

Can Yang Ping carry it?! $*!

Yu Shanshan felt much better. Yang Ping came to her step by step to help treat her. Ignoring the mighty eighth day king, she nodded and said, "fortunately, it didn't hurt Dantian. Well, her face wasn't scratched. It's still so beautiful."

Yu Shanshan blushed and said angrily, "take care of yourself. He's coming."

Zhu Xi was still worried about Yang Ping. When she suddenly heard that sentence, her face sank and hummed. She was unhappy with Yang Ping's flirting with other girls.

"The whole dragon city thinks I'm easy to bully."

Yang Ping got up, looked at the eighth king and murmured, "it seems that if you don't take a little skill today, you think I'm not serious. Let's start with you."

On the eighth day, the king laughed wildly and disdained to say, "Yang Ping, they say you are powerful, but I don't know how to plow the sky. I have killed too few people. There is no lack of genius in the holy land. Today is your death day!"

Plowing the sky to split Yang Ping, trying to split him in half.

Zhu Xi squinted by the wind and couldn't see the situation on the scene. She just felt that a sandstorm suddenly came in the sky, blinded her sight and unconsciously leaned against the car.

Seeing that Yang Ping was killed by ploughing, Yu Shanshan couldn't help shouting, "be careful!"

Yang Ping smiled. A cold light flashed through her pupils. Her hands were folded and her palms were facing up. A golden needle was bred. The golden needle jumped and made a happy sound. The air became condensed in an instant.

Time, space, relative stillness.

Whether it is this heaven and earth, or this space, or the flowing air and flowers, including the powerful heaven ploughing technique, stand still at the moment when the golden needle beats.

On the eighth day, the king turned pale and showed an incredible color.

He tried to drive the ploughing technique, but the time and control were not controlled at all, and the blood flow of his body was slow. He seemed to be immersed in 100 meters of sea water, felt great pressure, his face and body deformed, and his eyes protruded.

Yang Ping stared at the eighth day king with a mysterious smile.

On the eighth day, the king's heart jumped wildly. When danger came, he said a bad word and wanted to retreat. Unfortunately, it was too late. The gold needle disappeared in the palm, appeared behind the back at the next moment, and then penetrated the heart of the eighth day king.

Pooh!

The gold needle is like a bullet, rotating at high speed, and the position of the heart is hit with a huge hole. Blood spilled all over the ground, all from the heart.

On the eighth day, the king knelt on the ground, gasped violently, his pupils overflowed with despair, and said in a deep voice, "how can this be?"

Yang Ping gathers ten and the golden needle dissipates.

He looked at Yu Shanshan and said with a smile, "do you need such a difference? It's just to kill a demon."

Yu Shanshan swallowed her saliva and smiled bitterly.

This can no longer be described as shock, subverting all her cognition. It is clear that there is a realm of nine grades, but why does the combat effectiveness show an illusion, like the sage who overlooks all living beings from above.

On the eighth day, there is no doubt that the king is strong.

But Yang Ping killed him like a chicken.

Is this what others think of Yang Ping?

Yu Shanshan sighed, "Yang Ping, from now on, you may not know that in the next period of time, you will shock all the people who have changed in Longcheng. No one dares to challenge your authority."

Yang Ping said with a smile, "I just wanted to. But before that, I'd better take a look at your body."

After checking Yu Shanshan's condition, it's OK.

It's just that her mental strength is overdrawn. Yu Shanshan's sealing technique of falling flowers consumes her mental strength. She has trapped the king of the eighth day for three minutes, and has reached the limit. If she exceeds a little, Yu Shanshan may lose her strength and die.

Fortunately, on the eighth day, the king was eager to catch up, and arrogant wanted to torture Shanshan, so he didn't kill.

After some massage, Yu Shanshan's face recovered well and she was able to stand up.

Yang Ping turned around, walked up to Zhu Xi and looked into her eyes.

Zhu Xi did not dare to look at each other, but deliberately looked elsewhere. She was flustered and stared at by Yang Ping chiguoguo. She had an unspeakable tension in her heart. She didn't know why she was nervous, but she always felt wrong. She shouldn't react like this, so she pretended to be unhappy and said, "what are you looking at?"

Yang Ping said with a smile, "if you don't look at me, how do you know what I'm looking at."

Zhu Xisheng said, "don't look."

Yang Ping said with a smile, "don't be so overbearing. I saved you somehow. According to the routine of TV dramas, I'm the hero and you're the heroine. Shouldn't you give a kiss and go to the hotel to open a room? I'm afraid of trouble. Why don't we hurry up and go straight home..."

Zhu Xi stared and said angrily, "hooligan, stay away from me. I didn't ask you to save me."

Although angry, but listening to Yang Ping's usual flirting tone, it was almost the same as before. Zhu Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. What she was most afraid of was that Yang Ping would become a stranger.

She thought and rejoiced, and couldn't help smiling.

"If you're not mistaken, are you laughing? Zhu Xi, so you have me in your heart, right? You're just shy and dare not say it."

It's so immortal. Yang pingming knew this and deliberately exposed it in front of outsiders, leaving Zhu Xi in a mess.

Just know. Why say it.

Zhu Xi said: "hooligan, who has been unlucky for eight years has something to do with you. I tell you, I won't change anything to you now and in the future. I hate you very much!"

Yang Ping opened her mouth and sighed.

Zhu Xi nodded in her heart and said, "no, I can't stand the blow, but I can't afford to apologize. I can only stand and look at him wrongly.

I hope to let Yang Ping understand with wronged eyes that he is wrong.

But Yang Ping didn't seem to see it, and he did something that made Zhu Xi hot. Yang Ping picked up Yu Shanshan and walked towards the building. He shook his head and said helplessly, "good people do it to the end and send the Buddha to the West. It is said that there is a rule in the Baihua gate. Whoever gets the Baihua gate once can get great benefits."

Zhu Xi's face sank and scolded, "Yang Ping, stop for me."

However, Yang Ping walked into the China Airlines building with the pretty crimson Yu Shanshan. When Zhu Xi came, they had entered the elevator and went straight to the top floor.

Zhu Xi stamped her feet, bit her teeth and scolded, "wait for me!"

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