Chapter 850

Yang Ping swept the crowd. No matter how high his breath climbed, it rushed into the sky. Behind him, there was a scepter, which was the imperial scepter. It released enough pressure to make the saints surrender.

Li Muge and others who did not release the sage field finally realized why Gu Ning had to kneel. NIMA, this level of coercion is certainly not the realm of nine grades, even more terrible than them.

How did this happen?

They looked suspicious and knew they couldn't wait, otherwise Yang Ping would climb to the extreme and they would die miserably. Gu Ning took the lead. He was a long-range attack. He sprinkled a large number of poisonous insects. Bloodthirsty poisonous insects rushed at Yang Ping in pieces, even others.

Hua Xie turned pale and shouted, "Gu Ning, you madman, you want to kill me and help you."

Gu Ning ignored Hua Xie's words and controlled the bloodthirsty insects to devour Yang Ping. Here, Li Muge also shot. He sent out agitated syllables in his throat, grunting, as if a toad was breathing all the time.

Roar!

Li Muge showed his lion roaring skill. The police outside were shocked to vomit blood, cover their ears and scream. Fortunately, they were more than 100 meters away and had not entered the door, otherwise they would be crippled by the earthquake.

This shows the horror of lion roar.

The ancient martial arts of prefecture level middle grade are very powerful after being displayed by saints. The first one was Gu Ning's poisonous insects, which fell to the ground and became black.

Gu Ning's face turned white and his flesh hurt. This is a poisonous insect cultivated with countless efforts. I didn't expect to lose more than half. Hua Xieyu was not idle. She retched and spit out a flower branch.

Saint weapon.

Saints rarely have weapons, because the materials and feelings are different. Generally, saints with weapons are a little more powerful. Hua Xieyu is playing with his life.

Put the flower branch in your hand, and Hua Xieyu sprinkled it towards Yang Ping. The disgusting liquid on the flower branch flew into drops of black sword, which was quenched with highly toxic.

There is a reason why Huaxie language is called Huaxie language, because her weapon is called Huaxie language, which can make Huaxie language a terrible poison.

Gu Ning felt a strong toxin and was startled. He quickly stepped back and scolded an idiot. This indiscriminate attack would kill people, but he didn't think he was also a comprehensive attack just now.

Hua Xieyu, Gu Ning and Li Muge attacked Yang Ping together.

This is the first time in the history of the whole Jianghu. The three saints jointly attacked a younger generation of Jiupin realm, and it was estimated that they would laugh to death.

But it really happened.

Yang Ping faced the indiscriminate attack of the three saints. His face was calm and his breath was still rising. He was extremely angry and reached the peak.

Even the people I care about have to attack. It seems that you won't give up if you don't feel the pain this time.

The six nodes in his body are warm and release strength. His Nine Yang body is revitalized, like a waking real dragon, even with a desperate sense of oppression.

Hua Xieyu became pale and dared not relax. They wanted to kill Yang Ping immediately.

Yang Ping looked coldly at the attack all over the sky. Suddenly, his body made a dragon chant, and a set of fist techniques appeared in his mind, which originated from the deep memory of his blood.

Many figures are practicing and boxing, but each fist seems to break the heavens and shatter the stars. This is not a very complex fist, but a simple fist technique to the extreme, just like the truth of the great sage.

The simpler the more terrible.

Not far away, Qingqing's heart beat faster and stamped his feet: "this idiot, why don't you avoid the attack of the three saints? Even if you are powerful, can you escape the siege of the three saints?"

Shanbo nodded. Even if his fire is fully open, he is estimated to avoid the wind. Gu Ning's long-range attack, Li Muge's melee ability, and Hua Xieyu carrying sage weapons are all fatal threats.

Yang Ping is too careless. Young people are easy to be proud.

It depends on what he does next.

Qingqing and Shanbo are people with high vision. They see Yang Ping's dilemma at a glance. It's too late to avoid it now. Unless they are willing to sacrifice part of their body, they will worry about their lives.

No one is optimistic about Yang Ping.

Even Qingqing, who has full confidence in Yang Ping, shows concern.

The only thing not to worry about is Yang Ping himself. He sensed that there was a force awakening in his body, which belonged to him, far more than the imagined energy, and the mysterious and domineering boxing.

Emperor fist!

A flash of light flashed through Yang Ping's mind and knew the name of boxing.

Power pours into the fist.

He wants to roar up to the sky and suppress the world, as if he is standing at the top of the world, with the boundless starry sky overhead. No one can stand on his head, and no one can threaten himself.

This is invincible!

Only invincible can hit the starry sky with his head.

Boom!

In the face of Gu Ning's bloodthirsty insects, Hua Xieyu's life weapon and Li Muge's powerful attack, Yang Ping finally made a move. When everyone's attack came, he made a bold move.

the sky and earth were spinning round!

When Yang Ping punched, it seemed as if the whole world was turning. His fist was dizzy with a layer of golden streamer, and he wanted to break through the obstacles of the world.

Gu Ning turned pale. With one blow, the insects were crushed.

Hua Xieyu was shocked. The flower branches in her hands opened and fell to the ground. Her arms were numb. She looked at Yang Ping in horror. Her weapon was opened by fist strength.

It can be seen that Yang Ping's strength has reached an unimaginable level.

Li Mu Ge gave a dull hum, and his fist dared not touch Yang Ping, because he felt the bitter cold at the moment when he was about to touch, so he was scared to withdraw his fist.

His fist strength shook and broke his clothes. He reluctantly avoided it, but his fist strength crossed from the side, as if a mountain passed in front of him.

He was in a cold sweat.

How is that possible?

What a terrible force.

Qingqing opened her mouth and wiped her eyes. She could hardly believe what was going on. Yang Ping's fist broke the joint attack of the three saints.

There is no mistake!

Qingqing's heart fluctuated and excited.

Shanbo's pupils are tight and his eyes rotate, which seems to reveal a deep hidden killing opportunity. Yang Ping's strength is completely possible to rival those first-class Holy Land heirs.

If such people can't be friends and enemies, they will definitely have a big problem.

Yang Ping's fist is invincible, like the three armed forces.

With one punch, Gu Ning vomited blood and flew out.

One punch, Hua Xie screamed and his arm exploded.

With one punch, Li Muge had severe abdominal pain and severe scars in his body.

With one punch, the three saints were pale, and the sixth Dragon King sat on the ground in fear. He forgot to catch Zhu Xi, forgot his mission and directly saw an emperor.

Yang Ping fell to the ground and the three saints flew out upside down.

The three fell to the ground, looked up and looked at Yang Ping's figure. They seemed to see an insurmountable mountain and were shocked. Yang Ping planted invincible seeds in their hearts.

Can't beat!

At this moment, the dragon city was extremely silent.

With one punch, Yang Ping shocked all the people who had bad intentions, and beat them honestly. Cut off all thoughts of using Zhu Xi to deal with him.