1715: C1715 Innocent Female Walk

C1715 Innocent Female Walk

The top experts of the Beastmen race were beaten senseless. Stunned, they stared at the young man in front of them. The fire in their pupils burned as a terrifying evil aura exploded, "How dare you sully the dignity of the Beastmen, I will kill you!"

A terrifying aura pervaded the air. Embroidery's face was overwhelmed with shock, and she almost could not resist it, thinking to herself, is this the aura of the Heavenly Essence Stage Beastmen? She began to worry for Yang Ping, and an anxious look appeared on her face.

"Don't fight with the Beastmen, their bodies are very strong, far stronger than others of the same level." Embroidered search for information on beastmen, reminded.

Yang Ping stood in front of the beastmen, and her eyes flashed with a gold light.

The beastman stretched out his left hand, revealing his sharp claws, which were suffused with an icy cold light and could tear through space. As the claws reached towards Yang Ping's head, the space between the two of them became filled with a visible crack, the might of the spatial storm within could be seen as the claws were terrifying. Just from feeling the breath of the claws, the embroidered hair stood out.

Yang Ping who was closest to it felt it more clearly, and the pressure it gave him was more than ten times stronger, but his expression was calm, and she still raised his palm, aimed it at the beastman's face. When the Beastmen get angry, their fighting strength would increase by a lot, and Yang Ping is too arrogant.

As a top master, how could he fall into the same river twice? Since you despise me, then I will let you feel the terrifying power of the Beastmen. Then, with a sinister look on his face, his claws suddenly became twice as large, and dense scales appeared on his entire arm. Each scale emitted the ultimate power, and his claws broke through the limits of space and instantly arrived above his head.

With this claw, Yang Ping's head was about to explode. "Ah!" Embroidery cried out in alarm. She wanted to improve, but it was too late. She could only close her eyes and feel infuriated. She could obviously dodge but act magnanimous. She was doomed this time. If she was the one facing the beastmen, she would probably attack and defend, then take the chance to escape. Because to defeat a top beastman, even if she had a divine whip, it would still be very difficult. Yang Ping did not have a treasure weapon on him, and the difference in their realms was too huge, so there was no reason for him to win at all.

She wondered if she had made a mistake. Yang Ping was not the heaven defying son that her master had said.

Just when Jin Xiu thought that Yang Ping would die under the Beastman's claws, a clear sound of a slap reached her ears. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw an unbelievable scene. Yang Ping was safe and sound, she stood where she was, but the beastman was in a miserable state. On the other side, he received another slap to the face.

"This is?" The rich brocade could only describe the astonishment in his heart, as he looked at Yang Ping with a complicated feeling.

What was laughable was that she had initially wanted to rely on the two great elders from the sect to capture him. If Yang Ping had intended to kill at that time, then she and the two great elders would have already died.

Yang Ping held his hands behind her back, and stepped on the beastmen's arms, only hearing a kacha sound, the bones in his hands broke, the beastmen struggled, they screamed and wailed, but to no avail. Yang Ping's legs were like a huge mountain, unable to struggle free.

"Yang Ping, wait a moment!"

"The beast race has a heavy heart for revenge. If we kill him, we might cause a lot of trouble. "

Yang Ping looked at his opponent, the beastmen's Qi was sluggish, with a kick that shattered the power source in his body. He lost his support, but the gaze that landed on Yang Ping was filled with hatred, and he said coldly: "If you dare attack, if you kill me, you will become enemies with the entire beastmen race!"

Yang Ping squinted her eyes and looked down at him, shaking her head.

Of course, she did not wish for Yang Ping to do something stupid, and even more so, did not wish for him to be injured. Just when she was about to persuade him, Yang Ping suddenly spoke out: "I'm really curious, you would rather be humiliated than reveal your real body, it's completely different from the manic character of the Beastmen that I know of."

The embroidery man was stunned, revealing a puzzled expression.

Yang Ping did not explain, but the beastmen at her feet suddenly stopped struggling, and calmly looked at Yang Ping, and said: "How did you know?"

"How can a top expert of the Beastmen Tribe only have such a small amount of strength?" At most, you are just a little stronger than normal Heavenly Essence Stage, but you are definitely not much stronger than them, so you are either a clone or a substitute. " Yang Ping used her strength to slowly grind the beastmen's bones, and the cracking sounds made the back of the embroidery turned cold, and she continued, "I guess your true body should be somewhere, but I hope for you to use your true body next time, but if you like to be humiliated, I can help you."

Bang!

With a stomp on the Beastman's head, Yang Ping turned and left. Embroidery quickly followed him and asked, "How did you know he was a doppelganger?"

"I guessed."

Embroidery was stunned. She smiled bitterly and said, "The aura he displayed was not like that of a clone. I could not distinguish it."

Yang Ping stopped in her tracks, staring at the beautiful eyes, until the other party was embarrassed to look at her, and asked: "You are from the God Realm?"

Embroidery nodded.

Yang Ping shook her head, revealing a look of disappointment.

Her chest puffed up, revealing her beautiful curves. Adding that to her peerless complexion, she was somewhat attractive, especially her plump body, which seemed to be on the verge of bursting as she asked: "What expression do you have? Isn't it like I'm walking under the heavens? "

Yang Ping felt embarrassed seeing the other party's overbearing, plump spot, and said: "She should be the most powerful disciple in all of the Sacred Grounds, right? Why didn't I feel too strongly? As if there was something wrong with your gaze and your strength is mediocre. It's strange, could it be that you are deliberately hiding your true strength? "

No one had ever dared to look down on her since she was young. She was the pride of the heavens, and even the most powerful young people in the capital would not be inferior to her. She wanted to curse him, but seeing Yang Ping's innocent face, she felt helpless.2

"That's because you're too strong." The beautiful woman looked at Yang Ping with hidden bitterness, and said helplessly in her heart.

Indeed, Yang Ping was very strong. No matter what, she was a man of the Sacred Grounds, someone who could fight against even under the ground of Heavenly Essence Stage, but why was she eaten so easily in front of Yang Ping? There was even an illusion that if Yang Ping wanted to kill her, it would be an easy task.

For the first time in his life, he felt a sense of frustration.

Yang Ping laughed: "Are you praising me? I'm fine, my strength is average. However, you need to improve. With this kind of strength, if she met an expert that coveted your beauty, she wouldn't be courteous to you. "Just by sensing that there are more than a dozen evil experts in the capital, they will definitely not show mercy to beautiful women like you."

"Thanks for the reminder." She did not expect that although the other party was infuriating, his words revealed his concern for her. As a result, the gaze that she looked at Yang Ping with was filled with splashes of water, and her intimacy level rose yet again.

"Actually, he's quite good. However, he suits me well." The beautiful woman said in her heart.

Yang Ping saw that the eyes of the beautiful flower were filled with peach blossoms and was shocked. She thought, how could there be a peach flower so easily, no way, if people knew that the Holy Maiden of the Sacred Grounds likes me, the pressure would be great, whoever likes him would have tragic events of different degrees.

"If you are fine, don't follow me. It's very dangerous." Yang Ping coughed and said seriously.

Embroidery shook her head and said resolutely, "No, I want to follow you. "Wherever you go, I'll go. We've already made a bet that if I lose, I'll be your servant. I'm a man of my word."

Yang Ping's forehead dripped with sweat as she laughed dryly: "I'm kidding, you should go home. I have very important and dangerous things to do, you're not at liberty."

"I can be your logistics." Embroidery had a firm look in her eyes as she said this.

Yang Ping saw that the other party was unwilling to leave, and purposely used a coarse gaze to stare at the embroidery, sweeping from top to bottom, and finally placing her gaze at the most important, most ample area, revealing a look of desire, she chuckled: "Have you ever thought about what price you have to pay to be a servant?"

The pretty girl's expression changed. She was flustered and wanted to curse him out of instinct. However, when she realized that her legs couldn't move, she couldn't curse him out. Her face turned red and she started to stutter.

"What if he really has something to ask of me?"

"Master said that there will be a great calamity in my life. Only by finding someone who defies the will of the heavens will I be able to solve it. Otherwise, not only would he be unable to improve, he could also die in the future. "But if you pay chastity for this..."

The eyes of the beautiful woman changed constantly as she struggled.

Yang Ping was extremely happy in her heart. She could not tell that Jin Xiu did not understand anything about relationships, and people could tell that he was joking just by looking at her. However, Jin Xiu had considered it so seriously, making him feel embarrassed.

Just as Yang Ping was prepared to explain herself, Jin Xiu suddenly raised her head, gritted her teeth and lowered her head: "If you really want it, I … I can promise. "

"Since when did the walk of the Sacred Land become so open?" Yang Ping's mouth was agape as she looked at the embroidery.

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