Chapter 1532

The old man stared at Yang Ping. His pupils were disillusioned with life and death, and the stars fell. It seemed that the boundless universe collapsed. Back to the era of the big bang, one of his thoughts could destroy a starry sky. Yang Ping looked at him and was shocked. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and was shocked.

This man's realm is terrible!

Sure enough, he deserves to be the king of heaven.

Even more terrifying than the original heart devil. Yang Ping has not seen a peerless expert. Maybe the green shirt man is stronger than him, but others, even the woman in the rainy evening in Longcheng, are not as strong as this man.

Who the hell is he?

After thousands of turns and thoughts, Yang Ping sighed in his heart. He didn't expect to meet another master who was in a mess in Yunnan city. He was still his own enemy. The old man made no secret of his killing and wanted to get rid of Yang Ping, but he held back.

Taking a deep breath, the old man smiled kindly and said, "go back. The road is impassable."

Although there was speculation and two temptations, the other party did not admit it, but showed the opportunity to kill. Yang Ping responded in silence. The old man said again, "if I were you, find a place to practice well and come out after being strong. Now you are really too weak."

"Old man Tianmu."

Yang Ping confirmed again and said angrily, "Zhu Xi is your disciple. Why did you watch her hurt? How did you become a master?"

The old man looked at Yang Ping with pity.

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "am I wrong?"

"Why don't you save her soul?" the old man asked.

Yang Ping Yu Sai.

He wanted to tell a lot of truth to persuade the old man in front of him, but he couldn't spit it out and showed a helpless look. Yes, why didn't he save himself, but put his hope on the old man Tianmu? Could he really have no way?

"Will you hate that you are not strong enough?" the old man said faintly without concealing his contempt.

Yang Ping couldn't answer.

He is really weak. In front of the heavenly king, he is like a mole ant. If the old man didn't suppress his breath just now, he might be shattered by the momentum and die without a place to bury.

"Do you think you are incompetent and can't even protect your women?" the old man sneered.

Yang Ping was speechless.

"You are a coward!"

The old man smiled and said sarcastically, "you are the most vulnerable test object I have ever seen. I don't know how the two masters put their hope on you. Many talented people outside don't get a fair chance. Sometimes, Yang Ping, I want to kill you and re create rank order."

Yang Ping couldn't help retreating and looked at the old man in horror. The old man's murder is real, undisguised and may start at any time.

"Aren't you cultivating the invincible way?"

The old man went to Yang Ping, pressed him step by step, watched Yang Ping retreat and hummed, "the invincible way, cultivate a waste. I'm so disappointed. What have you done in Yunnan city these days?"

"Hiding, hiding, or waiting?"

The old man looked at the sky, and his deep disappointment drowned Yang Ping's heart. His firm belief almost collapsed, and the invincible way was also severely damaged. Although the old man didn't do it, it was more terrible than doing it. Because the old man is destroying his invincible way.

Faith is the most valuable thing for a warrior.

A warrior without faith can never reach the highest level.

Yang Ping was silent.

The old man felt insipid and hummed: "last time I didn't kill you, not because you were strong enough, but because I wanted to see how far you could achieve. Now it seems that I am completely amorous. You are worse than waste."

"Enough!"

Yang Ping stared at the old man with a red face and said angrily, "you're a waste on the left and a waste on the right. I'm not a coward. I won't prove my efforts and strength to you because you don't deserve it."

The old man looked at Yang Ping, shook his head and said, "I don't know whether I deserve it or not, but I tell you one thing. If you continue to do this, a coward, your woman will soon disappear and will never recover."

"What?"

Yang Ping lost her color and couldn't help being frightened. She said in a trembling voice, "what do you mean?"

"Zhu Xi's soul has long dissipated and can't recover. I don't know why you came to Yunnan city. If you want the flower of eternal night to revive Zhu Xi, there are some possibilities, but it can't be completely guaranteed. You and those idiots come to Yunnan city and naively think that you can become the king if you get the flower of eternal night?"

The old man smiled coldly and said, "to tell you the truth, the eternal night flower has a master. Even if you get it, it can't be refined, because all of you are not qualified. The eternal night flower has its master."

Yang Ping was angry and kept trying to refute, but finally endured.

"Why, admit that you are a coward?"

The old man continued to fight. Seeing Yang Ping's lost appearance, he worked harder and completely ignored his identity. He began to abuse. The curse was ugly enough and worse than a bitch. Yang Ping was scolded so red that he almost found a hole in the ground and had no face to see anyone.

"Coward!"

After scolding, the old man turned and disappeared.

Stopped in place, stunned and speechless, Yang Ping hesitated in his heart and said secretly, am I really a coward? He's right. After coming to Yunnan City, he did everything carefully, which is not in line with the invincible way in his heart. The invincible way is to step on it no matter what difficulties you encounter.

The invincible way lies in faith.

Yang Ping's faith began to collapse and constantly doubted himself. Finally, the spiritual world began to be chaotic and muttered to himself: "coward, I'm a coward..."

He began to go crazy.

"Coward!"

Yang Ping paced by the river and kept repeating the word coward. The old man branded the word coward deeply into his heart with the supreme secret.

Crescent moon hotel.

The landlady wants to close the door and get ready to rest.

The old man appeared at the counter, and the wrinkles on his face were deeper.

"Teach Yang Ping a lesson?"

The landlady didn't look up and said faintly.

The old man hummed: "how can it be? Such a person is too coward. Where is Lei Feng's domineering spirit? He is now timid. Even if he is fine under Lei Feng's reputation, he will be killed by others sooner or later."

The landlady disdained to say, "it seems that you are very powerful. You have the ability to revive your apprentice."

The old man disappeared immediately.

He doesn't want to revive Zhu Xi, but has no way. At the moment, he is just a separate body. The art of reincarnation needs noumenon to achieve perfect exertion. Or force death to bow his head.

"Come on, don't make you the first in the world. This is not your time," said the landlady faintly. "If you beat him, you may completely destroy him."

Pooh!

The old man took out his cigarette and looked at the front silently, ignoring the boss's words.

"You're dumb."

The landlady scolded.

The old man put down his cigarette and suddenly said, "my time is coming. I may not live long."

The landlady's delicate body trembled, and the glass slipped from her hand and broke to the ground.