Chapter 1037

Although Dr. J and Zhu Yan don't know why Yang Ping can escape from the cave monster, they must pay a high price. Under the attack of a strong man in the realm of great saints, let alone them, the saints will also hate.

Tracking all the way, although Yang Ping hid his trace, Dr. J and Zhu Yan still found clues. Yang Ping fled outside the city.

They looked at each other and saw the killing in each other's eyes.

The most dangerous place is the safest. It's very dangerous for Yang Ping outside the city. It's only safe to stay in the city, but Yang Ping chose to leave Longcheng, which shows that he needs to rest.

Follow all the way.

Come to a farm in the northern suburb of Longcheng. Behind the farm is an earth hill with lush trees. If you look carefully at the top of the hill, there will be gurgling purple smoke. This is an excellent place for Feng Shui, and it is also the purpose for the rich to bury their ancestors.

Yang Ping is standing on the top of the hill.

The wind comes and the clouds disperse.

Silence.

In addition to the little lights emitted by the farm, there was a dead silence around, and few people came.

Yang Ping stood here motionless as a mountain and didn't know what he was thinking. But two people appeared behind him, Dr. J and Zhu Yan, with fierce eyes and awe inspiring murderous spirit.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Yang Ping turned around and said with a smile, "you see the Feng Shui here is good and suitable for burial. Dr. J is from America. Maybe he refers to the yin-yang Feng Shui of China."

Dr. J came forward and said with a smile, "it's really a treasure land. If you die here, I'll bury you."

"But I won't. If Dr. J dies here, no one will come to burn paper for you." Yang Ping said coldly, "my brother is buried here."

Zhu Yan snorted, "Yang Ping, don't bluff. We all see that you are seriously injured. If you insist on resisting, you will only die worse."

Yang Ping stared into Zhu Yan's eyes and shouted, "in Zhu Xi's face, I'll let you go once, but it doesn't mean you can escape this time."

"Let's go together."

Yang Ping opened the middle door and did not take defense. Standing in front of them made Dr. J and Zhu Yan suspect that if they were seriously injured, they would not be so calm, at least afraid. Deception will not affect the enemy's judgment.

But Yang Ping did so without the slightest timidity.

Isn't he hurt?

Dr. J has a calculation in his heart and secretly says that if Yang Ping is not injured, he is definitely a dangerous person. I'm still on the rise. I'm only a little close to studying extreme evolution. Is it worth it?

Zhu Yan is thinking at the same time. He has not fully integrated the power in his body. It is estimated that he is not Yang Ping's opponent.

The two are old foxes. If they are tracked alone, they may not hesitate at all, but if they are mixed together, they will be scruples. They are not afraid of Yang Ping's counterattack, but afraid of being attacked by their companions.

In fact, Zhu Yan and Dr. J don't trust each other. Following the bronze mask man is an expedient measure. They want to kill each other and gain the only power.

"Don't think about it. I'll die sooner or later."

Yang Ping soared away, jumped on Dr. J and hit the Nine Yang magic fist. One move, six in eight wasteland, enveloped the whole hill. On the hill, it condensed into a golden five clawed Golden Dragon. The spirit of being a tyrant broke out. Dr. J just felt that there was no place to live in peace before heaven and earth. This move can frighten the enemy's soul by virtue of spirit alone.

But Dr. J is at least one of the leaders of the American Power Association. He can't sit and wait to die. He sends out a mysterious spell and a white light falls in the sky.

Miracles, prayers!

Dr. J demonstrated the mysterious prayer of the European and American Holy See against Yang Ping's Six Harmonies and eight wasteland divine fist. As soon as the prayer was issued, it was broken by one punch. There was only one terrible fist left in the small world.

Dr. J turned pale and drank repeatedly: "Zhu Yan, what are you waiting for? Do it."

Zhu Yan's face was dignified. He felt the terror of Liuhe Bahuang. He just hesitated a little and missed the best time to attack. With a puff, Dr. J was beaten away, his body cracked, blood splashed, turned into a parabola in the air and fell down the hill.

Yang Ping is powerful and unforgiving. He seriously injured Dr. J and flew down to know Dr. J.

Dr. J was scared to death. As soon as he clenched his teeth, his body melted directly, then turned into a wisp of smoke and fled into the soil. He soon disappeared.

Zhu Yan was startled to see that Dr. J gave up his body and left with the yin-yang technique of the island country. The cost of doing so is very high. It will not be used as a last resort because it consumes energy. At the moment, Dr. J estimates that he has lost half his strength.

The pupil flashed, Zhu Yan turned sideways and soon disappeared between the mountains.

Under the dark starry sky.

Yang Ping didn't track. Zhu Yan and Dr. J must have a unique way to escape. It's very difficult to catch, otherwise they won't live in Longcheng.

He did not intend to chase, standing silently on the hill.

In fact, his injury was much heavier than it looked. He mobilized the last strength to fight six in eight wasteland, barely seriously injured Dr. J, and then took advantage of their suspicious character to get a glimmer of vitality.

Now Yang Ping is the weakest Yang Ping. Any Jiupin expert can kill him.

Yang Ping is not in a hurry to leave, but waiting.

There are no enemies.

He must hold on, or he will die miserably outside the Dragon City, because many experts wait and see, dormant and ready to give him a fatal blow. As long as he shows his weakness, he will die miserably.

This is the price of using the gold needle.

Yang Ping didn't dare to imagine. He just used the gold needle to make it move a little. He swallowed all his energy and was almost scared dry.

It's terrible.

The golden needle is not something you can use in your realm at all. If it is completely stimulated, Yang Ping estimates that Liandao guild will be drained and die without a place to bury.

In the future, we should be cautious when using gold needles.

The enemy hasn't appeared for a long time. He is adjusting the strength in his body. The Qi of Nine Yang is constantly growing in his meridians and orifices, but it's a drop in the bucket. It's much worse than the consumption of his body.

But accumulating a little can maintain the prestige at the moment.

Yang Ping sat on the stone at the top of the hill, pulled out a cigarette, fell on his mouth and smoked silently. There is a red dot on the hill under the night sky. It is Yang Ping's cigarette end.

Under the hill.

A figure is hazy and looming. It completely combines the body with the night, and there is no trace at all. His eyes were cold and indifferent, staring at the top of the hill.

"The king of assassination is also interested in him. I don't know what reward you get, which can make you give up your fear of immortal medicine." a light laugh appeared, which made the king of assassination's pupils shrink.

A red light pierced the place where the sound came from.

Red light is a unique skill of the king of assassination. It is called blood blade. It is a holy weapon that the king of assassination has become famous for many years. It is impossible to prevent it with you.

The blood blade didn't miss, but it failed this time. The blood blade didn't respond in the dark grass, and then made a curvilinear figure.

Seeing the figure, the king of assassination was shocked.

Feel the vigorous dark power in the other party's body, which is much higher than his own assassination king. The assassination king is instinctively afraid.

"You are..." the king of assassination turned and left, because he knew that he was not the opponent of the comer at all, and there was only one way to die.

The king of assassination is the top killer in the world. The ranking of the killing list is far higher than that of Yang Ping, but at the moment, he has a strong fear.

"Since you're here, don't go. Dare to kill my man and die obediently."

The shadow's voice was cold, like a witch coming out of the underworld, which made the king of assassination stiff. Then the color in his pupils gradually became safe, and the whole person was swallowed by darkness and turned into a lifeless sculpture.

The black clouds dispersed.

The beautiful shadow shows its true face. It is the Pearl.

She looked at the hill and murmured, "no matter what happens, I will always protect you by your side."