835: C835 Open Acupoint

C835 Open Acupoint

That sound was able to pierce through everyone's souls within the darkness. At this moment, everyone in the Dragon City felt deep sorrow and unsatisfied pain.

They shared the same sentiments.

Zhu Xi held Ming Zhu, her eyes lifeless as she muttered: "Ming Zhu, you won't die, you can't die ah."

Two experts from the Sacred Grounds had died. They died in extreme shock. Before dying, they didn't understand how Ming Zhu's final attack could be so powerful.

Yang Ping finally arrived at the long street, and upon seeing the pearl, her entire body trembled, unable to believe it.

He dragged his heavy steps and arrived in front of Ming Zhu, murmuring, "It can't be, but you think you're lying to me, right?"

Ming Zhu did not respond, as if she had fallen asleep.

Yang Ping snatched away the pearl, could not bear to part with her veil. With trembling hands, she caressed her face through her veil and said painfully: "I knew it was you. Why didn't I know it was you in advance?"

I hate it!

Yang Ping roared towards the sky, feeling extreme sorrow.

It was as if the heavens had snatched away his most important thing at this moment.

Zhu Xi saw that Yang Ping was in so much pain that she wished she were dead. After the death of Ming Zhu, the discontent between the two of them vanished like smoke in thin air, and they started to pity this man who wished that she was dead.

He cared so much about pearls.

But in the end, it was lost.

Zhu Xi wanted to say something but hesitated. She held her hands tightly, not knowing how to comfort her, because she herself was in pain, even more so than Yang Ping. But she couldn't help it.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

It fell cold on the floor of the street.

Sou sou sou!

A large number of experts came to the long street, and they kept getting closer, wanting to take this opportunity to eliminate Yang Ping. Yang Ping was really a huge obstacle, if he died, then there were many things that could be done.

No matter which power wanted to destroy him.

This time, these people threw away all preconceptions, and pounced towards Yang Ping without distinction between friend or foe.

Seeing the person who was charging over, Zhu Xi called out, "Yang Ping, be careful."

Bang!

He had a feeling that the two were attacking Yang Ping's back, but with her strong body, she did not react at all when facing their attacks.

The two of them were level 9 experts and when they attacked Yang Ping, they were overjoyed. They even thought that they had rendered meritorious, but when they saw Yang Ping's indifferent face, they were shocked.

Yang Ping did not react. She held Ming Zhu's corpse in a daze and muttered: "Why didn't I know it was you? I should have known it was you a long time ago."

He muttered to himself, his heart filled with grief.

At least twenty odd experts appeared, nine of them were experts in Subsaintly State, but none of them were Saints, because the Saints knew, if Yang Ping went crazy, they would probably use their last attack, hence they did not dare take the risk. If two Saints died, they would know that the Dragon City's defenses were very strange.

A Subsaint expert could not resist the temptation of killing Yang Ping and took the initiative to attack.

The merciful hand!

This person was an expert from the Floating Temple, and could be considered a big shot of the older generation. Seeing the hope to kill Yang Ping, she was extremely excited. He used her merciful hands and slapped towards Yang Ping's head ruthlessly. As long as it hit her head, Yang Ping would definitely die.

Ai Lun also came to the main street, but landed last, seeing the miserable scene, he revealed a smile, and shook his head: "The ending is not bad, although I did not stop you, but your painful look, I like it very much."

Tonight was everything he had planned, and it was all to eliminate the Pearl of God and Yang Ping.

He had succeeded.

He shook his head and sighed. "It's a pity that I can't personally kill you." He coughed, obviously he had been injured during his fight with Yang Ping, but luckily, it was acceptable. As long as he went back and adjusted himself, he could instantly recover to his peak condition.

It's just that Yang Ping might not have this person anymore.

's reminder did not attract Yang Ping's attention, as he had to bear another blow from the Floating Temple expert. He raised her head, and coincidentally received a palm on her forehead.

Bang!

Yang Ping looked at the attacker coldly, his face unchanging.

That person was stunned, and realized that the palm strike that could pierce through steel actually did not harm Yang Ping's head. Her body was not bad, like fine steel, and had reached an unimaginable realm.

Yang Ping held Ming Zhu and muttered to herself, "Ming Zhu, watch carefully. I will kill all of your enemies and take revenge for you."

KILL, KILL, KILL!

That Floating Temple Ranker did not manage to hit Yang Ping's attack. Gritting her teeth, she revealed a cruel expression and attacked again, wanting to smash Yang Ping's head into pieces.

Yang Ping looked at him coldly and grabbed his attacking hand.

Bang!

That expert of the Floating Temple used all his strength and was shocked to discover that his arm could not move at all. He was grabbed tightly and shouted, "Let go."

With a kacha sound, Yang Ping broke the man's arm, and then, a fist struck through her chest, digging out his heart, and ruthlessly clawing at it.

Pfft!

The heart of the Floating Temple expert shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Ai Lun frowned, he felt that something was amiss, but he quickly smiled coldly, and thought to himself, it's just a counterattack before death, when you waste your strength, you won't even know how you died.

The others looked at each other, not frightened, and started to use their strongest Ancient Martial Arts.

Yang Ping's face turned cold, as though she was a different person, using the cruelest method, grabbing onto each other, and directly destroying the opponent's heart.

In the beginning, no one noticed, but after the nine experts died, the remaining people were stunned. They finally regained their senses and looked at Yang Ping in shock.

Yang Ping walked towards them and coldly said, "All of you... All of them will die. "

Puff puff!

Yang Ping used the Five Elements Acupuncture with one hand and used the strongest move. The Essence Returning, a silver needle emitting a golden light pierced through the camouflage of the dark night, traveling through the world.

Then, everyone fell to the ground.

A red dot appeared on his forehead.

Twenty or so aggressive experts had attacked together, and now, all of them were dead.

Zhu Xi trembled when she saw Yang Ping's bloody side. The current Yang Ping was too terrifying, that kind of aura could freeze a person's soul.

The entire street was shrouded in a bloody mist.1

Yang Ping's pupils were pure black, and the darkness energy within her body wanted to come out, but was suppressed by a golden energy. This energy had changed due to extreme anger, and the mysterious energy that was originally hidden in the depths of her acupoints had finally erupted.

Two dots of light appeared on his arm.

Two dots of light appeared on his feet.

Two dots of light appeared on his lower abdomen and chest.

A total of six dots of light appeared.

Yang Ping's aura was rising, as though she had opened a door that was sealed with ancient energy.

Ai Lun sensed the Qi, his face changed slightly, frowning and asked, Weird, he was obviously weak, why is he still strong, could it be that my research was wrong?

It shouldn't be possible. I can use the closest instrument in the world to measure the power of a saint. He held a strength testing machine in his hand. It was round, like a pocket watch. He saw the numbers on it climbing unceasingly, and his expression turned uglier and uglier.

Yang Ping's gaze locked onto him.

Ai Lun's entire body turned cold, for some reason, his previous calmness turned into the current state of fear.

The current Yang Ping had completely changed.

Ai Lun pretended to be calm and shouted: "Yang Ping, you are simply unable to kill me. You should know, I am an undying being, an invincible existence."

Yang Ping looked at him coldly.

Die!

Yang Ping made her move, her fist blacked with golden flames and pierced through Ai Lun's chest.

Ai Lun sneered, looked at the fist on his chest, and ridiculed: "You have already tried this move many times, but unfortunately, I can ignore all physical attacks …"

Gulp!

Ai Lun felt that something was wrong, because the wound had not healed yet and he felt pain.

His face paled.

This was a situation that had never happened before. The Golden Flame on Yang Ping's fist seemed to be burning her soul.

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