403: C403 Supreme Power

C403 Supreme Power

Leng Yue, Tu Lei and the others all stood beside Yang Ping. Although they wanted to resist the pressure of her Subsaintly State, the difference in strength was just too big. They could only resist for a little more than ten seconds before they all puked blood.

It was one thing for Yang Ping to provoke his prestige, but since it was a dead person, under Yang Ping's lead, the others started to resist.

Dragon God Competition was a fair competition. Although Jiang Family used various methods, in order to prevent other super powers from interfering, they used many methods to make Jiang Weimin the champion, stopping others from talking.

But if there were no participants, then the Dragon God Competition would not comply with the rules, and Jiang Weimin would not be recognized as the champion.

Approval was very important.

It was not the acknowledgement of the Organizer, but the acknowledgement of the truly mysterious person.

"Are you guys rebelling?" It was a good thing that he did not dare to kill anyone, so he focused all of his pressure on Yang Ping and said indifferently, "You have to be responsible for the mistakes that you have committed."

Yang Ping coughed, her body crackling, as though she had reached her limit.

LEE Ba shouted in fury, "Spiritual Master Luminary, with your abilities, you are bullying the weak. If you were in the same realm as Yang Ping, he could defeat you with a single finger."

Daoist Master Longhu laughed and disdainfully said, "The winner is the king and the loser is the thief." What's the use of saying all this? However, even with my Seventh Level Stage, I can still kill him with a slap. "You young people these days, if you have some skill, then feel proud. You have no idea how cruel our struggle was in the past."

"Even if it's Seventh Level Stage, all of you combined won't be my match." Although his Seventh Level Stage was not weak, at most, it was Unrivaled Genius. Everyone present had a better talent and stronger strength than him.

LEE Ba sneered, looked at Yang Ping, and asked worriedly: "Are you alright?"

Yang Ping was still standing, but he was unable to keep his balance. In comparison, they finally understood that compared to Yang Ping, the difference in strength was huge. One had to know that most of Spiritual Master Luminary's pressure landed on him, but Yang Ping did not lose the ability to stand. Just this point was enough to make him feel proud.

Jiang Weimin's heart was full of jealousy and killing intent.

He knew that her talent was about the same as LEE Ba's, if it was him, under her uncle's pressure, she would not be able to hold on for ten seconds. However, Yang Ping had not fallen yet, what could this mean?

Yang Ping had far surpassed him.

This person must die!

Jiang Weimin looked at his uncle, signalling with his eyes that he could make a move to prevent unnecessary trouble.

In fact, he was even more shocked than Jiang Weimin. It could even be said that she was alarmed, and if Yang Ping grew up in the future, she would definitely be a huge threat to her Jiang Family.

BOOM!

Yang Ping's face was pale white, there were more than ten ribs on her body, she clenched her teeth, with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, he was on the verge of collapsing, obviously becoming an eighty percent pressure was her limit.

However, in the end, he did not fall.

Daoist Master Long Hu shouted, "Why aren't you kneeling down and admitting your mistake?"

Yang Ping was covered in sweat, what came out was blood and sweat. I, Yang Ping, can live while standing, but I will definitely live while kneeling. "

Daoist Master Longhu flew into a rage and coldly said, "Very well. Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

The air in the arena suddenly became viscous, like a real dragon and a fierce tiger lying in wait. An extremely dangerous aura filled the air, causing everyone to feel fear and despair.

When Daoist Master Luminary unleashed her full realm, LEE Ba and the others fell into a semi-unconsciousness. Yang Ping spat out blood again. Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a white light flashed between her eyebrows, and her eyes flowed out with a cool air flow to nourish her entire body. The ominous energy that was hibernating in her dantian started to transform into energy, maintaining Yang Ping's vitality.

Regardless of how much pressure you exuded, I will remain as unmoving as a mountain.

The Spirit Master Long Hu saw the change in Yang Ping's expression and was shocked. He had already used all of his pressure, a level seven brat, yet he could still stand.

How is this possible?

Jiang Weimin did not conceal the killing intent in his heart, clenched his teeth and said: "Yang Ping does not obey the teachings, damn it!"0

Daoist Master Long Hu raised his hand and said coldly, "Die."

When Subsaint was used, the lower realm could not resist at all. With great difficulty, LEE Ba managed to condense a bit of clarity. Despair filled her heart as she shouted loudly, "Yang Ping, careful!"

The others all bitterly smiled, showing sympathy in their eyes.

Others came from the fear of their souls. They knew that Yang Ping was definitely going to die, and couldn't help but sigh.

A proud son of the heavens of this generation had fallen.

LEE Ba clenched her fists tightly, but in his heart, she felt sorrow and helplessness. The difference between the two was too great to be described with words. She looked deeply at Yang Ping, wanting to remember his last figure in her heart.

Yang Ping sighed in her heart, and thought, This is my limit, I have no chance of winning the battle with Subsaint, it seems that I will die for sure today. It's just a pity that I didn't find the Junior Sister, didn't cure Zhu Xi's illness, and also that my Phoenix consciousness isn't clear.

Too much unwillingness to part from him. He let out a sigh.

Jiang Weimin's eyes revealed a sinister light, he thought to himself, Die, this is the result of you offending your Jiang Family.

Daoist Master Longhu's face was expressionless as he lifted his head to suppress them.

A golden palm appeared on top of Yang Ping's head. As the distance between them shrank, the palm constantly grew larger, as though it was a divine palm that had put Yang Ping to death. This was the power of the Subsaintly State.

Jiang Weimin stared into Yang Ping's eyes, wanting to see fear from his body. There was no such thing as fear before death.

But he was disappointed.

Yang Ping's expression was calm as she looked at Dragon Tiger Founder and raised her middle finger.

Daoist Master Longhu's face slightly changed as he smiled sinisterly. He said coldly, "You have backbone. However, in the face of death, backbone is worthless." He sighed, as though he was feeling pity for Yang Ping's death, and for the cruel Jianghu.

Regardless of how talented you are, once you die, it's not even a fart.

Only by living for a long time would he be able to earn enough money.

LEE Ba's eyes were red, she bit her lips, and was about to cry. Leng Yue held her hand, and revealed a look of pity. Tu Lei clenched her fists. After a moment of hesitation, she gave up on fighting.

Looking at the faces that were facing despair, Jiang Weimin couldn't help but laugh out loud. He stood out and pointed at their noses and snorted: "See that, this is the result of offending the Jiang Family, but which one of you is willing to lower your head and admit your wrongs, and perhaps you can live."

No one answered him, they only looked at him coldly.

Jiang Weimin frowned, his expression extremely ugly.

He realized that the eyes of the people in front of him were filled with contempt and disdain, their figures slowly blurred, turning into Yang Ping one by one.

He opened his mouth and looked towards Adept Longhu.

Daoist Master Longhu lightly said, "He's just a dead man. Why should I care?"

He was waiting, and he smashed Yang Ping's head with a palm. He wanted to see Yang Ping's frightened eyes roll on the ground with an inexplicable sense of joy.

Suddenly, time came to a standstill.

Daoist Master Long Hu raised his head and was horrified to see that the sky above Dragon City had changed. It was as if a demonic star had appeared, gloomy and frightening. Even for him, he could feel a powerful force surging towards him. It was as if the most precious treasure of Journey to the West was stepping on a rainbow cloud, breaking through its domain with unstoppable force.

The door swung open.

A white figure calmly walked over.

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