1532: C1532 I Am Not a Coward

C1532 I Am Not a Coward

The old man stared at Yang Ping, his pupils filled with death illusions. The falling stars seemed to cause the entire universe to collapse, and after going back to the era of the explosion, one of his thoughts was to destroy a piece of space. When Yang Ping looked at him, his entire body shuddered, and he could not help but spew out a mouthful of blood.

This person's cultivation level was too terrifying!

As expected of the Heavenly King.

It was not that Yang Ping had never seen a peerless master before, it was possible that the Cyan Shirt Man was stronger than him. However, the others, including the lady in the Dragon City whose rain fell earlier in the evening, were not as strong as her.

Who was he?

Yang Ping sighed in her heart. She never thought that she would once again meet an expert in Dian City who was a complete mess, and was even her own enemy. The old man did not conceal her killing intent at all, she really wanted to get rid of Yang Ping.

Taking a deep breath, the old man smiled: "Go back, the road is closed."

Even though he had guessed it, and tried to test it out, the other party did not admit it. Instead, he revealed a murderous look. The old man continued, "If I were you, I would find a place to cultivate and come out after I become stronger. The current you is indeed too weak."

"Old Man Tianmu."

Yang Ping was once again certain, and said furiously: "Zhu Xi is your disciple, why did you just watch her get hurt? How did you become a master?"

The old man looked at Yang Ping with pity in his eyes.

Yang Ping gritted her teeth: "Did I say something wrong?"

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

Yang Ping was speechless.

He really wanted to say a lot of things to convince the old man in front of him, but the words that came out of his mouth, he could not spit them out, and revealed a helpless expression, that's right, why was he not there to save the old man, but rather to place all his hopes on the Old Man Tianmu, was he really unable to do anything about it?

"Do you hate yourself for not being strong enough?" The old man didn't conceal his disdain in the slightest.

Yang Ping was unable to answer.

He was indeed very weak, like an ant in front of the Heavenly King. If it wasn't for the old man suppressing his aura just now, he might have been shattered by the shockwave and died without a burial ground.

"Do you think you're so incompetent that you can't even protect your own woman?" The old man sneered.

Yang Ping was actually at a loss for words.

"You are a coward!"

The old man laughed, and taunted: "You are the weakest test subject I have ever seen, I don't know how that master placed all her hopes on you, but there are a lot of geniuses better than you outside that do not get a fair chance, Yang Ping sometimes I really want to kill you, and re-establish order."

Yang Ping could not help but step back and look at the old man in shock. The old man's killing intent was real, undisguised, ready to attack at any moment.

"Aren't you cultivating the way of invincibility?"

The old man walked towards Yang Ping and kept pressing on until he saw that Yang Ping had retreated. He snorted: "The invincible way, to cultivate a trash. I'm so disappointed. What have you done in the Dian City during these past few days? "

"Hiding, hiding, or waiting?"

The old man looked into the sky, a thick sense of disappointment engulfed Yang Ping's heart, his firm conviction almost collapsed, his invincible way was also heavily injured, although the old man did not make a move, but it was more terrifying than a move. Because the old man was destroying his invincible path.

Faith is the most precious thing to a Martial Cultivator.

Martial Cultivator without conviction would never reach the highest realm.

Yang Ping was silent.

The old man snorted: "The reason I didn't kill you last time wasn't because you were strong enough but because I wanted to see what kind of level you could reach. It seems that I was just imagining things." You are worse than trash. "

"Enough!"

Yang Ping glared at the old man, his face flushed red as he said angrily, "You are a trash on the left and trash on the right, I am not a coward. Nor will I prove to you how hard I work and how strong I am, because you aren't worthy of me. "

The old man looked at Yang Ping, and shook his head: "Whether I am worthy or not, I do not know, but I have one thing to tell you, if you continue to be such a coward, your woman will soon disappear, never to be restored."

"What?"

Yang Ping's face paled. She could not help but panic as she asked in a trembling voice, "What do you mean?"

"Zhu Xi's soul has already dispersed and it's impossible to recover. I'm not sure why you came to the Dian City, if you want the Flower of Eternal Night to revive Zhu Xi, there's a possibility, but I can't guarantee it completely. You and those idiots, after coming to the Dian City, do you really think that you can become a king just by obtaining the Flower of Eternal Night?"

The old man laughed coldly and said: "To tell you the truth, the Flower of Eternal Night has an owner. Even if you get it, you won't be able to refine it, because all of you combined aren't qualified. The Flower of Eternal Night has its master. "

Yang Ping was furious, she continuously wanted to refute, but in the end, she endured.

"What, admit that you're a coward?"

The old man continued to hit Yang Ping, but when he saw that Yang Ping was disappointed, he worked even harder. He even ignored his own identity and started to insult him, which was unpleasant to the ears.

"Coward!"

After the old man finished cursing, he turned around and disappeared.

Yang Ping stood in place, stunned without a word, her heart filled with anxiety, and thought, am I really a coward? What he said was right. After arriving at the Dian City, one would have to be extremely careful in everything they do. The invincible path was one in which one stepped forward regardless of any difficulties.

The art of invincibility lay in faith.

Yang Ping's conviction started to crumble as she continued to doubt herself. Finally, her Spiritual World started to become chaotic as she muttered to herself, "Coward, I'm a coward …"

He was starting to go berserk.

"Coward!"

Yang Ping paced by the river, continuously repeating the word 'coward'. The old man had used a supreme secret technique to deeply brand the word 'coward' into his heart.

Wanyue Hotel.

The Lady Boss wanted to close the door and prepare to rest.

The old man appeared at the counter, the wrinkles on his face deepening.

"He went to teach Yang Ping a lesson?"

The Lady Boss calmly said without raising her head.

The old man scoffed, "How dare you! This kind of person is too cowardly, how can he have the domineering attitude that Lei Feng used to have. He's cowardly and cowardly, even if he takes advantage of Lei Feng's reputation, he will get killed by someone else sooner or later."

The Lady Boss disdainfully said, "You speak as if you are very powerful and have the ability to revive your disciple."

The old man was immediately speechless.

It was not that he did not want to revive Zhu Xi, but he did not have a choice. They could also force the Death God to lower his head.

"Enough, don't make yourself the number one person in the world. This isn't your era," after thinking for a while, the Lady Boss said, "If you attack him, you might completely destroy him."

Pfft!

The old man took out a cigarette and blew it out, silently looking at the front, ignoring the words of the Lady Boss.2

"You're dumb."

The Lady Boss scolded.

The old man put down his cigarette and suddenly said, "My end is near, I might not be able to live much longer."

The Lady Boss' delicate body trembled and the glass slipped out of her hand, breaking into pieces on the ground.

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