Chapter 957

Li Lao smiled and shook his head. His tone was regretful, but there was also anger. He said, "young people are energetic after all. I don't know the height of heaven and earth."

Old Mu frowned and said, "Lao Li, you have a high seniority. Don't worry about your younger generation."

Li Lao sighed: "Lao mu, it's not that I don't give you face, but that the boy doesn't give you face. He feels very powerful when he defeats several saints with flower fists and embroidered legs in Longcheng. In fact, the outside world should let him see what is heaven beyond the sky."

Old Mu wanted to help, but Yang Ping said, "old mu, don't persuade him. He is determined to fight with me. I can't avoid it. It's better to fight than to talk for a long time."

Old Mu hurriedly said, "Yang Ping, don't be rash." in fact, he knows something about Yang Ping's breath, so he doesn't believe he can compete with Lao Li. After all, the realm is where experience is. Lao Li is a famous fighter in the military, and ordinary people don't want to provoke him. He is used to it because of the protection of soldiers.

Dong Ming looked around and cursed, Yang Ping, I don't care how strong I am, but compared with martial uncle, you are an ant at all. Come on, step on it. Let me see how miserable you look when you pretend to be beaten in the face.

Yang Ping took a step forward and said, "old mu, please get out of the way."

Mu Lao hesitated, but when he saw Yang Ping's firm eyes, he sighed secretly and understood that it was impossible to stop. It depends on Lao Li. If he can't stop it.

The battle is imminent.

When Li fought at will, he showed the style of a saint. The red clouds on his head became more and more rich like blood, and the earth under his feet seemed to be covered with a red carpet.

Mu Lao was unhappy and felt that old Li Tangtang had to use sage means to fight with the younger generation. In fact, he was already bullying people.

Bloody dusk.

Lao Li's field is extremely scary and can make his opponents hallucinate. A man of weak will will will die in the bloody dusk without a hand.

Fortunately, Yang Ping's face was calm and was not affected by the field, which reassured Mu a little.

"One move."

Li Lao's domineering side leakage, shouted. He decided to use only one move to suppress it, otherwise he would appear to have no ability to deal with an Asian saint.

When he did it.

The red clouds in the sky are concave and convex, as if a hand came out of the sky, carrying the supreme momentum to eliminate the inequality in the world.

pink hands so fine!

This is an elegant move, but it is extremely powerful. Li Lao's unique move to become famous can remove all obstacles and burn many injustices.

Seeing the palm, Mu Lao sensed the power on the palm and scolded, "Lao Li, you are so shameless. This is the power of the sage."

Li Lao's complexion remained unchanged and said faintly, "if he can't even take my move, talk about guarding the dragon city."

Mu Lao's eyes flickered and wanted to stop him, but he still held back, because Yang Ping's calm expression showed that he was still confident.

When Dong Ming saw the red crisp hand, he almost sat on the ground and was scared out of his wits. Only in the face of absolute power did he know that he was small. Compared with martial uncle, I'm not at the same level. At the same time, I pity Yang Ping. It's bad to offend anyone and my martial uncle. If you don't die, you'll be seriously injured.

When everyone decided that Yang Ping couldn't take it, he moved.

Facing a slap, he punched.

The three sunny days of the Nine Yang divine fist.

Yang Ping's fist meaning has a faint breath of innovation. No matter how powerful, as long as it is something of the old era, it can be changed. The fist looks very small under hongsu, but the fist is like a needle. The red cloud in the sky is a balloon. When the sharp needle pierced the red balloon, I heard only the faint thunder in the sky.

The balloon broke.

Li Lao's moves have no effect.

The world is quiet.

In addition to the cold wind blowing on the river and the occasional sound of waves, others are the breath of everyone. Dong Ming's eyes were about to pop out, and the coquettishness of the fist appeared in his mind, with awe in his heart.

He finally understood the gap between himself and Yang Ping.

What do you compare yourself to a person who can fight against the middle realm of saints? Thinking of his previous arrogance, he wanted to dig a hole and drill down. At the same time, he felt from resentment to awe of Yang Ping.

Would you hate a saint?

Obviously not.

Because they belong to different levels of people.

The most wonderful face is mu Lao. He didn't expect that Yang Ping not only didn't get hurt, but underestimated Li Lao's unique skill. Mu Lao couldn't help smiling with satisfaction.

This child is not in the pool.

Li Lao stared at Yang Ping and wanted to do it again, but mu Lao coughed and said, "Lao Li, you still want to continue. Even if it's this job."

Old Li's eyes flashed, withdrew his strength, turned and left.

Yang Ping looked at Li Lao's back and knew that without the blessing of the power of the Dragon City, it was still difficult to fight against the sage. Unless he understands the second layer of Jiuyang Shenquan, Six Harmonies and eight wasteland, Li Lao, who was at the peak in the middle of the sage, will suffer.

Dong left in dismay tomorrow morning.

Mu laughed, patted Yang Ping on the shoulder and said, "that's great. At your age, it's estimated that you can kill me with one finger."

Yang Ping said modestly, "old Mu is serious. I'm far from your opponent now. You're almost late."

Mu Lao was stunned and showed surprise at random.

He is a saint in the middle stage. Now there are faint signs of breakthrough, but no one knows except himself. Lao Li can't see it. Unexpectedly, Yang Ping can see through it. It's really not simple.

"The great sage can be expected." Yang Ping sincerely congratulated.

Mu Lao smiled, looked at him with deep meaning, and then walked to the villa: "Yang Ping, you are the most promising young man I have ever seen. Work hard, and Mu Lao will support you. No matter what mistakes you make, as long as Mu Lao is here, you won't have an accident."

Yang Ping smiled and felt warm in her heart.

Yes, over the years, he has seen too many betrayals from oppression, but mu Lao always cares about himself. No matter what others say, even if he shows evidence, Mu Lao overthrows and chooses to believe Yang Ping. This trust is beyond words.

For the sake of Mu Lao's eager eyes, we can't let the Dragon City chaos.

Mu Lao means to be stable.

For the sake of the overall situation of the country, Longcheng is a little chaotic. Many foreign enemy forces take advantage of the situation and restrict the development of the whole of China. Therefore, we must ensure the stability of Longcheng.

Yang Ping quietly clenched his fist, and Mu Lao's figure appeared in his mind. His kind face always looked with hope. It is the vision of the future of the Chinese nation, including the vision of their own growth.

"Li Mu, would you like to leave here and go to Yanhuang?"

Li Mu kept it and sent Yang Ping away. Suddenly hearing this, his legs shook and almost knelt down. He said excitedly, "chief, what do you mean..."

Yang Ping said with a smile, "yes, I'm going to recommend you to Yanhuang."

Li Mu's face was positive and experienced: "chief, I'd like to."

Yang Ping patted Li Mu on the shoulder and said, "let's go. I'll call Mu later. He shouldn't stop. Then you leave Longcheng and go to the Yanhuang training base in Beijing. Take my personal letter."

Li Mu was so excited that he couldn't find Bei. He was so excited all the way.

Becoming a member of Yanhuang is the dream of all special forces in the Chinese military. I didn't expect to succeed. He was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

Li Mu sent Yang Ping to Yang's small medical school and left reluctantly.

Yang Ping was ready to open the door, but he felt a nasty smell, and it was very strong. It was at the door of China Airlines building opposite.

It has the same dark smell as Allen, and it is much stronger than Allen. This is a dark strong man at the peak of Yasheng, flowing with the same blood as Allen.

When Yang Ping found the other party, the man stopped at the door and looked this way, revealing a mouth of white teeth.