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C957 Eyesight

2Elder Li smiled and shook his head. His tone was tinged with regret, but it also contained anger. "Young people are full of vigor after all. They don't know their place."

Old Master Muu frowned: "Old Li, your seniority is very high, so don't bother about it like this junior is."

Elder Li sighed, "Old Mu, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but this brat doesn't want to give you face. Elder Li sighed," Old Mu, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but this brat doesn't want to give you face.

Old Master Muu still wanted to help, but Yang Ping spoke out: "Old Master Muu, you should stop trying to persuade me. He has already made up his mind to fight me.

Old Master Muu anxiously said: "Yang Ping, don't be rash." Actually, he knew a little about Yang Ping's Profound Spirit Qi, so he did not believe that Yang Ping could go against Old Li. After all, his level of experience was right there, and Old Li was famous as a battle maniac in the military. Most people did not want to provoke him, because he was under the protection of the soldiers.

Dong Ming watched on from the side and cursed in his heart. Yang Ping, no matter how strong I am, compared to Senior Master, you are nothing but an ant. Fight, ruthlessly stomp on the ground. Let me see how miserable you look when you get slapped in the face.

Yang Ping took a step forward, and said: "Old Master Muu, please move out of the way."

The Old Master Muu hesitated, but when he saw Yang Ping's resolute expression, he inwardly sighed. He understood that it was already impossible to stop him. It all depended on Old Li. If it really wasn't possible, he would stop him.

The battle was about to begin.

Elder Li's casual battle had displayed the demeanor of a saint. The red clouds above his head had become even denser like blood, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to be covered with a layer of red carpet.

The Old Master Muu was displeased. He felt that Old Li, a dignified saint, using the skills of a saint in a fight with a junior was actually bullying others.

Bloody Dusk.

Old Li's domain was extremely terrifying, able to cause his opponent to hallucinate. Those with weak willpower would die the moment they entered the Bloody Dusk.

Fortunately, Yang Ping's calm face was not affected by the Domain, so Old Master Muu could relax a little.

"One move."

Old Li shouted in a domineering manner. He decided to use only one move to suppress it, or else, with three moves, he would appear to be powerless and would have to struggle so hard to deal with a single Subsaint.

When he made his move.

The sky was filled with red clouds, and it was as if a hand had drilled out from the sky, bringing with it an unparalleled aura as it swept away all the inequalities in the world.

Red Hands!

This was an elegant move, but its power was extremely tyrannical. With Elder Li's famous ultimate move, with one move, he could sweep away all obstacles and burn away many injustices.

Old Master Muu saw the palm and felt the power within it. He scolded: "Old Li, you are too shameless. This is the power of Saint's Middle Stage. "

Elder Li's expression did not change as he said indifferently: "If he can't even take one move from me, what about protecting the Dragon City?"

Old Master Muu's eyes flickered unsteadily, he wanted to intervene and block them, but he resisted, because Yang Ping's calm expression showed that he was confident.

Dong Ming looked at his hands and almost sat on the ground. He was so scared that his soul almost left his body. At the same time, he pitied Yang Ping. No matter who he offended, if he offended my Junior Master, even if he didn't die, he would at least be severely injured.

Just when everyone thought that Yang Ping could not hold on, he made his move.

Facing the palm, he threw out a punch.

Top Yang Divine Fist's Three Yang Opening Tai.

Yang Ping's Fist Aura had a hint of innovation in it. No matter how powerful it was, as long as it was something from the old era, it could be removed. The fist looked tiny under the hands of the red hand, but it was like a needle and the red clouds in the sky were like a balloon. When the sharp needle stabbed into the red balloon, only the faint sound of thunder could be heard.

The balloon broke.

Elder Li's move lost its effect.

The world was quiet.

Other than the cold wind on the river and the occasional sound of waves, the rest were the breathing of the crowd. Dong Ming's eyeballs were about to pop out, he recalled the coquettish scene of the fist strike, feeling reverence in his heart.

He finally understood the difference between him and Yang Ping.

How could he compare with someone who could fight against the Intermediate Stage of a Saint? Recalling his previous arrogance, he wanted to dig a hole and dig it out. At the same time, he felt fear towards Yang Ping.

Would you resent a saint?

Obviously not.

This was because the two of them belonged to different levels of people.

The most interesting person on his face was Old Master Muu. He did not expect that not only was Yang Ping not injured, he had even casually broken Elder Li's red hand. Old Master Muu could not help but reveal a satisfied smile.

This child was not someone from the pond.

Elder Li stared at Yang Ping and wanted to attack again, but Old Master Muu coughed: "Old Li, you still want to continue? Forget it. "

Elder Li's eyes flickered. He withdrew his power and turned to leave.

Yang Ping looked at Elder Li's back and knew that without the support of the Power of Dragon City, it would be extremely difficult to fight against Saint's Middle Stage. Unless he were to comprehend the second level of Top Yang Divine Fist, the Six Paths of the Eight Trigrams, Elder Li would definitely be at a disadvantage if he were to erupt with someone like him, who was at the peak of Saint's Middle Stage.

Dong Ming had long since left with his tail between his legs.

The Old Master Muu laughed out loud, patted Yang Ping's shoulders and said: "So powerful. At your age, I think you can kill me with a finger."

Yang Ping modestly replied: "Old Master Muu is serious, I am far from being your opponent at the moment. You must be almost in your late stages. "

Old Master Muu was startled, and then revealed a look of surprise.

He was a Saint Intermediate Stage, right now he had faint signs of a breakthrough, but other than himself, no one knew. Even Old Li could not see through him, he did not expect Yang Ping to actually see through him, and she was indeed not simple.

"Great Sage, it's available." Yang Ping sincerely congratulated him.

Old Master Muu laughed and looked at him meaningfully, then walked towards the villa: "Yang Ping, you are the young man with the most future, work hard, Old Master Mu will support you. No matter what mistakes you make, as long as the Old Master Mu is here, you will be fine. "

Yang Ping revealed a smile, her heart warm.

Yes, all these years he had seen too much betrayal and oppression, but the Old Master Mu was always concerned about him, no matter what others said, even if he took out evidence, the Old Master Mu would still overturn it and choose to believe Yang Ping. This trust could not be described with words.

For the sake of the Old Master Mu's earnest gaze, he couldn't let the Dragon City become chaotic.

Old Master Mu meant to be stable.

For the sake of the country's overall situation, the Dragon City was in chaos. Many foreign enemies took advantage of the situation and entered, restricting the development of the entire China, so they had to ensure the stability of the Dragon City.

Yang Ping quietly clenched her fists, and the figure of the Old Master Mu appeared in her mind. It was a gaze towards the future of the Chinese nation, a gaze towards the growth of the Chinese nation.

"Li Mu, are you willing to leave this place and go to Yanhuang?"

Li Mu was still there to send Yang Ping off. When he suddenly heard these words, his legs trembled and he almost kneeled down. He said excitedly, "Chief, you mean …"

Yang Ping laughed: "That's right, I plan to recommend you to Yan Huang."

Li Mu's expression turned serious as he said, "Chief, I am willing."

Yang Ping patted Li Mu's shoulder and said: "Let's go, I will call Old Master Muu later. He probably won't stop me. After that, you'll leave Dragon City and head to the Yan Huang Training Base in Beijing. Take my letter. "

Li Mu was so excited that he couldn't find the north. He was extremely excited along the way.

Becoming a member of the Yan Huang Squad was the dream of all the special forces in Huaxia Military, but they never thought that they would succeed. He was so excited that he was on the verge of tears.

Li Mu sent Yang Ping to the Yang's Small Clinic and left reluctantly.

Yang Ping prepared to open the door, but she felt a wave of annoying aura. Furthermore, it was rather strong, right in front of the Huahang Edifice on the other side.

It had the same dark black Qi as Ai Lun, and it was even stronger than Ai Lun by a lot. This was a dark ranker at the peak of the Subsaint, with the same amount of blood flowing from it as Ai Lun.

When Yang Ping noticed the other party, the person stopped at the door and looked over, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

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