Chapter 1335

The old man Baimei knelt on the ground and worshipped. Those who were not present did not know how shocking the scene was. The immortal expert of incense burning valley was thunderous. He claimed to control the purple God thunder and swept his peers. He was caught by Yang Ping and held his neck like a chicken. There was no room for resistance.

What a shock.

The leader's action may not be able to defeat the thunder, but the thunder is suspended in the air. In Yang Ping's eyes, he is just a mole ant. What about himself? The white eyebrow old man can't imagine.

"I said don't provoke me, but you wouldn't listen. You don't worry about your brother's death." Yang Ping said coldly.

Thunder glared angrily and wanted to break away, but there was nothing to do.

"Valley master will not let you go."

Lei wanting is not easy to talk, but he can only threaten. Since he became famous, when has he been so insulted and spread it, he will be laughed to death in incense burning valley.

"Really?"

Yang Ping relaxed his hand and said calmly.

Lei wanting was overjoyed and secretly said that no matter how strong you are, you are still afraid of our leader. He shouted, "now let go of me and kneel down to plead guilty. Maybe you can get the forgiveness of the leader. If you don't realize your mistakes and the leader takes action, you will die."

Yang Ping smiled.

Thunder thought he was afraid and advised, "wake up quickly, or you will be too late to regret."

The old man Baimei sighed with relief and said secretly that Yang Ping still has people who are afraid and dare not kill. The valley leader of incense burning Valley is not the villa leader. The other party is a Heavenly Master who has been in the Jianghu for decades. He belongs to a giant. Even Cihang Jingzhai has to give some face.

No matter how arrogant Yang Ping is, he dare not fight against incense valley@^^$

Click!

A faint voice echoed in his ears. As soon as the white browed old man relaxed, he was stunned. He looked at the door of the clinic, opened his mouth and trembled. He couldn't believe that Yang Ping actually killed someone.

Lei wanting couldn't believe it. He didn't expect Yang Ping to cut off his neck before he died.

He threw it on the ground. Yang Ping said indifferently, "let your leaders come to me."

The old man with white eyebrows was paralyzed on the ground and murmured: "madman, he is a complete madman. He even killed the thunderbolt. He will never stop until he dies."! $*!

Yang Ping threw Lei wanting on the ground like garbage, and then looked at the old man Baimei.

The old man with white eyebrows only felt that he was stared at by an ancient fierce beast. He was creepy and weak. Yang Ping's eyes were so terrible that one look could make him lose his fighting spirit and dare not resist.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Ping asked.

"Passing by, we're just passing by." the old Baimei was frightened and hurriedly explained. He wanted to take regret medicine. I'm afraid he wouldn't come here to join the fun if he knew Yang Ping was so unhappy. If Yang Ping was unhappy, it's estimated that he would die even worse.

The corpse of Lei wanting on the ground is still shining with lightning, but it's a pity that the source is shattered, and those who die can't die again. In the early stage of being a great saint, he was good at the source of aggressive lightning. He didn't know how to lose in Yang Ping's hands.

How else?

It is estimated that the whole Liuyun villa is not enough for others to kill.

"We've met."

Yang Ping looked at Qiu Wuji with a earthy face and grinned with a bright smile.

The white browed old man turned pale and hurried away to draw a line with his martial nephew to avoid being affected by the fish in the pond. Qiu Wuji's face turned red, his breathing was unsustainable, his chest ached, and he hurried to cover it.

Pooh!

Qiu Wuji felt the earth whirling, spewed out a breath, fell to the ground, and died.

He was frightened and died.

Yang Ping shook his head.

The white eyebrow old man looked at Yang Ping in fear. He was very worried. He didn't know what fate he would face next.

"Come here."

Yang Ping suddenly said, the old man with white eyebrows flopped and knelt on the ground with a pale face.

"Come here."

Yang Ping sighed in her heart that the experts of these holy places are usually high above, but when they meet stronger people, what is the difference between them and mortals. Human nature, no matter who it is, has weaknesses. It's no different for holy masters and mortals. Even the holy master is more afraid of death.

As if he had seen through everything, Yang Ping scoffed at the so-called holy land.

The white browed old man moved his steps hard, walked up to Yang Ping, bowed with the most pious attitude, bowed his head and said, "Mr. Yang, what can I do for you?"

"Are you from Liuyun villa?"

Yang Ping asked.

The white eyebrow old man hurriedly said, "I'm busy in xialiuyun villa."

"I didn't kill that one over there."

Yang Ping explained.

The white eyebrow old man hurriedly said: "it has nothing to do with Mr. Yang. He is to blame himself. No wonder who. He should die for bumping into Mr. Yang before. Even if he doesn't die this time, he will be punished by the leader after he goes back."

"I'm a clear-cut man. Others respect me a foot and I respect others a foot. If the people of incense burning Valley provoke me, I'll be killed. Be a man of principle," Yang Ping said.

The old man with white eyebrows had a cold back and respectfully said, "Mr. Yang is dignified. I admire him."

"I saw many people from the holy land come to Longcheng. Why on earth?"

Yang Ping asked his doubts. These people will never come for him, because they didn't know they were still alive before. There must be other things.

"This......" the old man hesitated.

Yang Ping said with a smile, "you don't want to say what you can't say. I don't like forcing others."

One of the leaders sent us to visit Mr. Yang. Please go to Liuyun villa to preach and solve your doubts, and the other is to find a man named Mu Zihan

Mu Zihan!

Yang Ping narrowed her eyes. Unexpectedly, she came to find Mu Zihan again. It is said that Mu Zihan is an ordinary person and can't fight with the eight poles in the Jianghu. How can she attract the attention of the holy land? In the face of Yang Ping's eyes, everyone knows why he can't leave. He honestly said: "the leader said that Mu Zihan has a special identity and is a key to open the heavenly tomb. If you want to enter the heavenly tomb, you need Mu Zihan."

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Yang Ping's face is dignified. It's not the first time he heard about Tianmu. The old man of Tianmu is the king of Nantian, who controls Tianmu. Zhu Xi's relationship with Tianmu is very secret. However, after the first World War of Mengshan, Zhu Xi can defeat Taoist Zun, which proves that she is the descendant of Tianmu old man.

Now Zhu Xi is trapped in the tomb of heaven and cannot turn over forever. Her first task is to rescue Zhu Xi.

"Why are you sure Mu Zihan is the key to open the heavenly tomb?"

Yang Ping frowned.

This is a big doubt. Is there a conspiracy in it?

The white eyebrow old man shook his head and said helplessly, "the leader told us so, we just do things according to orders. Mr. Yang, I know so much. As for others, it may take a higher level to know." he glanced at Lei wanting's body, which means it's obvious. Lei wanting probably knows some secrets.

Yang Ping nodded and waved, "you go."

The old man with white eyebrows was stunned.

I didn't expect to leave so easily. I thought about whether Yang Ping deliberately let him leave, and then took the opportunity to kill him.

"You don't want to go, you want to stay as a guest?"

Yang Ping asked.

The old man with white eyebrows was shocked and hurriedly said, "no... goodbye, Mr. Yang."

"Wait."

Just as the white eyebrow old man turned to leave, there was a frightening voice behind him. He said secretly, it's over. He finally didn't let go of himself and was dead.

"Take the two bodies away."

Yang Ping walked into the clinic.

The white eyebrow old man's face changed. At last, he sighed and left with the bodies of Lei wanting and Qiu Wuji. At this moment, he seemed to be dozens of years old, under great pressure and bitter in his heart.

Yang Ping returned to the clinic and tried to contact Sophie.

Sophie should have something to hide from herself.