Chapter 980

"This is outside the city!"

Li Lao sneered. The blood in his pupils burst into light, and the palm prints swooping down from the sky, carrying the authority of the saints, made Dong Ming and others crawl to the ground and have to surrender. Dong Ming finally realized how powerful the sage was. He had only one idea in his heart. Yang Ping was finished.

The most powerful Yasheng is Yasheng, and Yang Ping certainly hasn't reached the peak of Yasheng. It's wishful thinking to resist Li Lao's attack in the middle of the sage.

Dong Ming admired it in his heart and regretted it.

The legend of the military may be nothing in the eyes of saints. You can die with a slap. Not only Dong Ming thinks so, but also Li Lao.

He has no reserved strength. He thinks that no matter how powerful Yang Ping is, can he compete with himself?

Yang Ping's next move, give the answer.

Li Lao stared at Yang Ping. His palmprint gradually narrowed from the sky and was confined to the field of bloody dusk. Yang Ping was among them. He had no way to leave and had to fight hard. And bloody dusk belongs to the field of repressive fantasy, which not only suppresses Yang Ping's strength, but also puzzles Yang Ping.

Perhaps, Yang Ping didn't know when he was dying. The palm print actually reached the top of his head.

Yang Ping is laughing.

Old Li frowned and shook his head. He said secretly that although he had a high growth potential, he didn't grow up at last. Once he died, he was nothing. To preserve dignity in front of saints is to die.

Yang Ping's smile is equal to smiling at death.

"Sword!"

Yang Ping stretched out his hand, and his pupils burst out golden light. In a soft voice, he turned old Li's color. He saw a sword shot from the sky of Longcheng. It was very strange. It was engraved with sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects, emitting a strong power of all sentient beings.

Sword of sentient beings!

After Yang Ping was promoted to Yasheng in the middle stage, she went to a higher level in the field of the power of all sentient beings in Longcheng. On that day, Mrs. Zhu was oppressed by the void son, so she also used this move to crack the field of the void son and return to Longcheng.

This time, Yang Ping used the same move to break the bloody dusk.

The sword of all sentient beings.

Yang Ping waved his sword and chopped it. A white sword Qi cleaved to Li Lao. The king was the emperor. This is the sword of the emperor. The sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, destroying the sky and the earth.

Old li felt the threat of death and said in horror, "it's impossible, your sword..."

Poof!

Old Li knew that hiding his strength might die, so he showed his bloody dusk again and shrunk into a Tai Chi. The yin-yang fish floated overhead and turned into a grinding plate to meet the emperor's sword.

Heaven and earth big millstone!

The heaven and earth millstone made by old Li is more advanced than that made by Dong Mingyong. I don't know how much. The heaven and earth millstone uses the attribute of yin and yang to erase all Qi.

However, in the face of the emperor's sword, Li Lao's proud heaven and earth grinding plate actually lost its function. Under the sword Qi, the grinding plate was cut and dissipated like tofu. The sword Qi was not hindered and came to Li Lao.

Li Lao really realized why Yang Ping dared to come to the villa alone, because he had the strength and confidence to leave.

Poof!

Li Laoshe abandoned an arm, dissipated the sword Qi of the emperor's sword, fell to the ground and stared at Yang Ping.

The blood dissipated at dusk.

Dong Ming and others recovered their freedom. When they saw the outcome in the villa yard, they were shocked and shouted, "how is it possible?" an arm fell to the ground. It belonged to the sage Li Lao. Li Lao seemed to be seriously injured, while Yang Ping, the man who thought he would die, stood in the face unharmed, and his momentum rose steadily, although it was only the realm of Asia saint, But Dong Ming felt a great fear in his heart.

"Great!"

Li Lao sighed and showed a disappointed look: "Lord Junshen valued you in those days. I thought it was because of your background. Now it seems that Lord Junshen has long seen your potential and the holy realm can hurt me. In the world, you are enough to compete with those heirs of detached forces."

"I'm flattered." Yang Ping's face was expressionless. Defeating Li Lao was not a very happy strength. Li Lao's strength was probably equivalent to the full strength of AI Shen. In fact, there was no difference. It made Yang Ping feel cold. From beginning to end, Li Lao shot. Unexpectedly, no soldiers came out to stop him?

Why?

If Mu Lao, a soldier, doesn't know, Li Lao's design is very secret and doesn't make sense at all. The perception of saints can't be imagined by ordinary people. Mu Lao can't be unaware of such a big battle scene in the villa.

"Can I go?" Yang Ping didn't want to kill, because these people were soldiers and the patron saint of China.

Old Li shook his head, showed a firm look, and resolutely said, "you can't leave unless I die. Yang Ping, if you don't call out something, it's treason. The Chinese military will pursue you endlessly, and there will be no place for you in the sky and the earth."

Whoosh!

Before Li Lao finished, his neck was grabbed by a palm, his face turned red and struggled. In front of him were a pair of unfeeling eyes, which were palpitating.

When Dong Ming saw Yang Ping holding Li Lao's neck, he turned pale and said, "team Yang, don't be impulsive. It's easy to say something. Killing Li Lao is tantamount to making enemies with the Lord Junshen. It's not worth it."

Yang Ping said coldly, "I hate threats from others, especially you. I call you Li Lao, because you have made contributions to China. Without you, China has long been invaded by foreign countries, but it is definitely not the reason why I don't kill you."

Li Lao struggled repeatedly, but it was a pity that it didn't help. Yang Ping's palm was like a pair of pliers. It seized his lifeline and lost the ability to resist.

"You can't escape if you kill me!" shouted old Li.

Yang Ping relaxed and asked, "who else do you think can catch me? You? Or other saints? Among the military saints, I'm not afraid of others unless the military God makes a move."

Li Lao was furious and wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a reason to refute. Yang Ping is right. He is an expert with several military gods. Even if others have strength above him, they also have an important position. It is impossible to leave for a long time to hunt down Yang Ping.

Maybe Mu Lao may beat Yang Ping, but it's only possible. Li Lao knew Mu Lao's strength very well. After learning Yang Ping's real strength, he found that no one could subdue him.

He left old Li on the ground and Yang Ping walked outside the villa.

Dong Ming and others stepped aside and dared not intercept. Old Li got up and roared, "Yang Ping, do you understand it? It's safe to hand it over immediately."

Yang Ping looked back, his eyes pierced Li Lao's soul and shouted, "I'll waste you again."

Old Li was startled and shut up.

Yang Ping bent his mouth, shook his head and sighed, "sage, this is the sage of the military... It's really powerful."

Li Lao's face was red, and he felt extremely angry. He was tantamount to being hit and hit fiercely. No one has dared to despise him so much since he was promoted to a saint.

Now someone has done it. It is still a mole ant in the middle of Yasheng.

Yang Ping disappeared into sight.

Li Lao dared not breathe. He had no face to stay. He walked into the living room, took out the phone and dialed the channel: "I failed. Deal with it yourself."

The other end of the phone pondered and said, "OK, I'll come."

When the villa area was very busy, the square of China Airlines Group was also very busy, because a coffin, a blood red coffin, appeared in the square, which looked shocking.