Chapter 1011

Xiao Shao went to Mu Lao and made no secret of his killing, but the expression on his face was cold and heartless. He looked down and said, "old people don't die. I'll take your soul and torture you in hell forever!"

Mu Lao's eyes were calm, but his eyes were a little sorry. He didn't kill this person and left future troubles. I don't know how many innocent people will die next.

Xiao Shao's reputation is great, but he is also very bad. He is full of evil and his hands are full of blood. This is also the reason why Mu Lao wants to die together.

The reason why the magic gate is called the magic gate is that those who enter it only ask about strength, not morality, so they stand on the opposite side of Cihang Jingzhai.

Mu Lao loves the dead gangsters. Although they are guilty, they will not die. It is a pity that they have no ability to protect them. They look at the sky nostalgically and understand that there is no way to see their own granddaughter in this life.

"Die."

Xiao Shao grabs Mu Lao's head. At the moment, Mu Lao has no ability to resist. He can only wait quietly for pain. But at the moment when the palm of his hand blasted Mu Lao, one hand appeared out of thin air and blocked Xiao Shang's attack.

This is a powerful palm, which seems to hold up a sky. Looking along the palm, it is a beautiful face. There is endless grief among the stars.

Xiao Shao showed a cruel smile on his face and tried to shock his opponent to death again. His majestic Qi entered the opponent's body. The force of nature rolled up crazily, like a fierce tiger trying to tear up its prey.

But soon Xiao became pale. The natural power he injected not only failed to explode his opponent, but his opponent's body was like the sea, which could absorb all the power.

At the same time, not only the power of nature was absorbed, but also the Qi power in his body was rapidly disappearing. Only in an instant, his power disappeared by one tenth. Xiao lost his color in horror, hurried away and looked at his opponent in horror.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Yang Ping stared at Mu Lao's gradually pale face, and his eyes were in pain. For a moment, when he sensed that Mu Lao was already lying on the ground, the deadline was coming.

He couldn't accept the big living man who was still alive and about to be promoted. Now he lost everything and waited for death@^^$

"Who are you?"

Xiao Shao shocked the other party's ability and dared not make a mistake. He shouted, "I'm the head of the Dharma protector King Kong of the magic door. If you offend the magic door, you should know the consequences."

Yang Ping ignored Xiao's loss and treated Mu Lao, but found that his strength disappeared like a clay ox into the sea. Mu Lao's body became a bottomless hole and had no vitality.

In other words, Mu is dying.

"Old mu, do you have any last wishes? I will fulfill them for you." Yang Ping asked with grief.! $*!

Mu Lao didn't look like a dying man. Instead, he looked very open and said with a smile: "boy, I'm relieved to see you now. After I left, find my granddaughter for me... Tell her... Grandpa misses her very much these years."

Yang Ping's eyes flushed, nodded hurriedly and said, "I will."

"And Mu Lao. He is old and needs to be taken care of. I am with him. The old guy estimates that no one will play chess with him. The old guy likes you very much. When he is free, I advise him not to be too tired and have more rest. More than one billion people in China are looking forward to his long life."

Yang Ping nodded heavily.

Old Mu sighed and said: "I just can't go back. Before I die, I want to go back to my hometown... Ha ha..."

Yang Ping hurriedly said, "old mu, I will try to save your life and won't let you die. Believe me, old mu, you can't sleep. Wake up!"

Mu Lao grabbed Yang Ping's hand and hung it down slowly.

A generation of famous generals died in a foreign land.

Before he died, he left alone without any relatives.

Yang Ping grabbed Mu Lao's hand and felt the cold on it. His inner pain soared, and a killing opportunity that couldn't act broke out from him. At that moment, a pole appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

Scenes of getting along with Mu Lao emerged in my mind.

"Boy, you're good. I have a beautiful granddaughter. Can you think about it?"

"Boy, it's too young for you to go outside. At least you have to take my three moves, or you'll be beaten and lose my face."

"Why are you so good at drinking? I can't see. I'm killed by you. I can't. I'll call those old guys to kill you next time."

"I reiterate that although I haven't found my granddaughter, she certainly deserves you. Her mother is so beautiful that she won't be bad. Let's get engaged under the witness of old mu."

“……”

Scenes and scenes seemed to be still in front of him, but Mu's body gradually became cold. A generation of saints, famous generals who made great contributions to the Great China, killed devils and fought back. Each time, they made great contributions, enough to promote the five-star general, but he didn't want anything and silently guarded the core of national leadership.

There is no saint in the world who serves the people wholeheartedly like old mu. He is not willing to repay, but is willing to pay.

This is also one of the reasons why Yang Ping respects Mu Lao.

But such a man died.

Is there no good reward for good people, and the scourge will last for thousands of years?

Yang Ping got up, his eyes turned black, but the top of his eyebrows was golden, as if a new world exuded vigorous power.

Xiao Shao looked at the scene in front of him and disdained to say: "young man, I think you have a good talent. Are you interested in following me? It's just that a saint has died. At least he is a saint. He still has the benevolence of women. He really loses the face of a saint."

Yang Ping stares at Xiao Shang and changes in his body.

The terrible anger stimulates the blood in the body, and the power of the body of Nine Yang runs crazy. A total of seven nodes have been opened, like a black hole swallowing the power of the outside world.

A node suddenly appeared at Baihui acupoint on the top of the head.

Yang Ping looked at Xiao Shang as if he were looking at a dead man and said, "how do you want to die?"

Xiao Shao was stunned, laughed, held his stomach and said, "you're asking me how I want to die? If I'm not wrong, you'd better be a sub Saint realm. A sub Saint realm is waste in front of me. No matter what you rely on, you can stop my attack, but only a few times."

"I think you have a good talent. You want to take you as an apprentice. You asked me how to die. Ouch, I'll laugh for a while. You're the funniest person I've ever seen, but I like it."

After Xiao Shao sensed Yang Ping's realm, he dispelled his doubts. A middle-term realm of Yasheng is also a great master in the Jianghu, but it is really too weak for him. He didn't know how many ashen he killed. Now he disdains to kill ashen because it's too humiliating.

"You can't feel my realm."

Xiao Shao felt that Yang Ping was dazzled by hatred. He didn't know the gap between the saint and the second saint. He exuded the power of the saint and shouted, "kneel down for me."

The majestic sage tried to make Yang Ping kneel on the ground.

But Yang Ping is calm.

Motionless as a mountain.

Xiao Shao said with a smile, "I have some skills, but do you think you are qualified to challenge me if you resist the authority of the sage?"

"How do you want to die?"

Yang Ping asked very seriously. His eyes were cold and heartless, which was very different from before.

Yang Ping is the murderer at this time.

People who are familiar with Yang Ping's character will certainly be shocked. Once he enters a violent state, it means that his strength will be increased by more than ten times, and no one can beat him.

Xiao Shao shook his head and said unhappily, "it's really troublesome. Since you're not obedient, go to hell like old immortal."

The first move of sky mending!

Xiao Shao directly exerts his unique skills and wants to kill Yang Ping. He doesn't want to dream too much at night.

Poof!

A golden fist hit Xiao Shao's face firmly. His eyes were almost protruding. Time seemed to condense at this moment. His face slowly deformed, and his teeth flew out one by one, with blood in the air.

impossible.

Xiao Shao howled in his heart.