1272: C1272 Qingyi Still

C1272 Qingyi Still

If he wanted to become a saint, he had to kill the person in front of him.

Yang Ping walked down a path that defied the heavens, and was about to surpass all those who defied the heavens. The Cyan Shirt Man in front of him, had a great destruction in her hand, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

With a wave of his hand, the skies crumbled and the earth cracked.

Yang Ping's face changed, even though she possessed unrivalled power, in front of the opponent, she was still not powerful enough. Cyan Shirt Man walked over with large strides. With one step at a time, she broke through space and sent him flying with a punch.

"So powerful."

If not for the fact that he activated the Body of Top Yang's ultimate mystery, the Cyan Shirt Man would probably have exploded him with a punch. What a terrifying fist, what a terrifying expert.

Cyan Shirt Man let out a light "eh", with a human-like tone.

"That's right."

Cyan Shirt Man attacked again, both of them were in the same realm, but he was too strong, with just his hands and feet, he destroyed the heaven and earth, a simple punch and a kick, actually causing Yang Ping to be injured non-stop.

Puff!

Yang Ping spat out blood, heavily injured, and looked at her opponent in shock.

The Cyan Shirt Man said, "The invincible path is a lonely one, it is also forged from fresh blood and dried up bones. You aren't strong enough. "

Yang Ping gritted her teeth: "Then let's go!"

The two of them waged an earth-shattering war. Yang Ping thought she was unrivalled, but she met an even more terrifying fellow. Yang Ping was unable to explain her pain. Fuck, is she even human?

Retreating continuously, dodging temporarily, Yang Ping adopted a defensive stance, but regretted it in the end. The more the opponent fought, the braver he became, and he almost had the inexhaustible power. Furthermore, every fist would superimpose and in the end, would not be able to bear the heavy burden, causing Yang Ping's face to turn pale white.

"Last punch!"

Cyan Shirt Man laughed out loud. His golden fist broke through the void, suppressing all worlds as it instantly appeared in front of him. Yang Ping wanted to resist, but his fist arrived in front of him and struck his chest. He looked down and saw that his body was tearing apart. He smiled bitterly and asked, "Who are you?"

Cyan Shirt Man put his hands behind his back and revealed an invincible smile, "Guess."

Yang Ping spat out blood and cursed in her heart. If I had guessed it, I wouldn't have fought with you, I thought I was invincible before, but now, after reaching the level of a saint, I was struck down. I looked at Cyan Shirt Man helplessly and sighed to myself.

In the end, he didn't charge in.

Was this a calamity of the Heavenly Dao?

"No."

Cyan Shirt Man's voice resounded in his mind, he smiled and said while baring his teeth, "I am I, the Heavenly Dao is the Heavenly Dao, it is impossible for the Heavenly Dao to imitate me. "So you're facing me in my simulation."

Yang Ping's body collapsed as she gasped for breath and asked, "Then just who are you?"

Cyan Shirt Man said: "Guess."

Yang Ping was furious, I am about to die, I don't have time to joke around with you, this time the damage is very deep, almost fatal, the other party looked completely unharmed, I can't help but feel sad, Cyan Shirt Man used Saint Stage, just like me, but the fighting strength is unreasonable.

Yang Ping guessed that with the man's Saint Stage, a single punch would probably be able to kill an expert of Dao Zun's level.

"What a pity, in the end, I didn't see Ming Zhu for the last time."

Yang Ping lost her strength and laid on the ground, smiling bitterly.

This person was simply too strong; he was undefeatable.

Yang Ping laughed and self-deprecatingly said: "I thought I was invincible, but I didn't think I would underestimate the people of this world. You are stronger than me."

Cyan Shirt Man shrugged his shoulders. "Of course I'm stronger than you, because the power I use is one stage higher than you. If I can't even beat you, how would I become your master?"

Yang Ping was startled, then her eyes widened.

"You are …"

Yang Ping revealed an expression of disbelief and became excited.

Did he not die?

Cyan Shirt Man nodded. "You finally know who I am, right? Yes, I am. At the same level, I might not have the confidence to defeat you, so you have passed. "

Ah?

Yang Ping did not understand the other party's intention, and shouted: "Pass? "What do you mean?"

Cyan Shirt Man said: "Of course you passed my test. What else? Since you know who I am, you should know my name. This avatar is not my power, it is only a imprint created by the heavens. But as long as it is something I want, not even the heavens can imitate it. That's why I entered the imprint. "

Yang Ping seemed to understand something, and shouted: "You old bastard, I thought you died in the Southern Ocean. I didn't expect you to be so young. "He even beat me up until I'm seriously injured. This time he's really good, isn't he?"

The Cyan Shirt Man frowned and said, "What is this Southern Ocean you are talking about?"

Yang Ping scolded: "Stop pretending, I won't die."

Cyan Shirt Man suddenly thought of someone and laughed. He shook his head and said, "Fuck, I lost a lot of face this time. He actually thought too much of himself. The master in this fellow's eyes should be the person from South Sea Vortex. "

"Alright, I don't have much time. I don't have time to force myself on you. "Since the Heavenly Dao dares to use the imprint of a powerful expert, the price must be paid."

"Remember, what is invincible is not strength, but the heart."

After the Cyan Shirt Man directly left, only Yang Ping remained, baffled. She thought to herself, What is the other party's motive? She shouldn't want to beat me up, right? After recovering, Yang Ping looked at the starry sky above her head, feeling strong imprints on the sky.

"These were all once invincible experts."

Yang Ping said indifferently.

Raising her head to look at the sky, he saw that her surroundings had disappeared and had turned into the Dragon City. Yang Ping stood in the dirt and felt an aura that belonged to a newborn. She muttered to herself, "The heavens were messing with me, I was actually messed with by me."

The Heavenly Dao wanted to change the Cyan Shirt Man's imprint, but who would have thought that it would be occupied the moment the imprint was released.

This was the terrifying aspect of the Cyan Shirt Man's Divine Sense. The wounds on his body quickly recovered. Following the frenzied growth of the Spiritual Force, if it was only probing for Dragon City in the past, it could now scout out out almost the entire province.

The physical body of the Spiritual Force was much stronger than before. Anyone who dared to provoke it would be killed without mercy.

"This is Saint Stage?"

Yang Ping couldn't help but sigh as she felt the limitless power in her body.

Green Hill Cemetery.

The old man fell from the sky, coughing up blood. Facing the combined attacks of three Heavenly Kings, even the strongest powerhouse under the starry sky would have to grit his teeth. Old Man Tianmu against Three, filled with danger. He used all the strength in his body to heavily injure the old monk, but he was almost at his limit.

After the old monk appeared, he clasped his hands together and sat down to recuperate. When he opened his mouth, the surrounding Essence Qi disappeared and turned into strands of energy that flowed into his body like a small stream. He quickly recovered and looked at the Old Man Tianmu on the ground with a complicated expression.

"Why bother?"

The butcher stepped forward and shook his head: "You will be the first Heavenly King I kill. Although they are clones, they represent the arrival of a new era. "

Boom!0

When Old Man Tianmu was at his wit's end, a Cyan Shirt Man appeared in front of him.

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