1908: C1908 He's Back!

C1908 He's Back!

0Facing the attacks of two Subsaint s, not many people in the Dragon City dared to be so casual, being casual and careless. Even if they were saints, facing the Subsaint s of two people, no one dared to be careless, because they came from Wang Family s, and one of them was a super huge clan with an extremely deep background, where even Heavenly Kings existed.

Although Wang Ziming was not a core disciple, to outsiders, he was like a star in the night sky, high and mighty, unable to be climbed. Any woman he fancied, even if she was someone from the Huahang Group, would not reject him. Lin Qingya was a core disciple of the Lin Family, so she did not go too far towards Wang Ziming.

Now that Yang Ping had appeared by Mu Zihan's side, the intimate relationship between the two had deeply stimulated Wang Ziming. With resentment in his heart, he ordered the two Subsaint s to kill each other with the aim of killing Yang Ping so that everyone in the world would know that Mu Zihan belonged to him.

The two Subsaint's attacks, each of them carrying a thousand kilogram hammer, caused the space around them to become unstable, and created a huge wind wave, causing the audience's expression to change, the weaker people to immediately fly out, wuu. Wang Ziming stood in the middle and stared straight at Yang Ping, revealing a sinister smile, thinking, You dare to steal my woman, I, the Heavenly Emperor will die too.

Mu Zihan's expression changed, and said: "Stop."

She was worried for Yang Ping's safety, even if she defeated the two in front of her, Wang Ziming's identity was not simple, she came from the capital, and with Super Family, Yang Ping could not afford to offend her.

"No."

Mu Zihan shook Yang Ping's arm and pleaded softly, full of worry.

"It's fine."

Yang Ping stood in front of Mu Zihan, blocking the wind and rain. Wang Ziming's face became extremely ugly, and shouted: "Fight to the death!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

As Wang Ziming sneered, the surrounding audience all sighed in succession. Yang Ping was dead for sure, whoever she offended was the worst, she would provoke Wang Ziming, and the other party was truly cruel and merciless, and did everything she could do without a care in the world.

Boom!

Two spirals landed above their heads, turning a radius of thirty meters into darkness, drowning Yang Ping and Mu Zihan.

Wang Ziming was startled, then his face turned ugly as he scolded: "You two trash, I'll let you kill that brat, my woman."

The two Subsaint experts stopped and looked at each other.

The two of them had obviously not attacked Mu Zihan and could accurately control their strength, making it impossible for it to affect them. However, the result was unexpected and in the face of Wang Ziming's furious roar, they couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

"F * ck!"

Wang Ziming rushed forward to save his, but just as he made contact with the vortex, he was sent flying by a burst of energy, and was immediately severely injured.

The two Subsaint s squinted, their eyes opened wide, revealing expressions of disbelief.

The vortex dispersed.

A figure was locked onto them calmly, safe and sound.

Wang Ziming swallowed a pill and recovered from his injuries. Seeing that Mu Zihan was fine, he heaved a sigh of relief, but did not expect that Yang Ping was still fine, and shouted angrily: "Trash, even the corner of my clothes were not touched, what use is there for you two to be raised?"

The two Subsaint s looked at each other and discovered the heaviness in each other's eyes.

Yang Ping was a difficult opponent to deal with, she could not be underestimated.

"Killing at will, a person with great authority in Wang Family."

Yang Ping laughed coldly, shook her head, and said, "Since that's the case, then I will let you people often have the taste of being deprived of your lives."

But when he raised his hand, a black hole appeared on top of the two Subsaint s' heads. With the endless devouring force, the two of them were unable to move, and shockingly discovered that the Qi in their veins was being sucked out uncontrollably. Even if they tried to struggle, it was to no avail.

"Impossible."

The two Subsaint struggled and roared, but in a few seconds, all of the power in their bodies disappeared, and they became normal people. The dao fruit condensed from the Subsaint turned into a small stream, directly flowing into the void.

Plop!

The two of them knelt on the ground and gasped for breath, looking at Yang Ping with fear.

Yang Ping looked at Wang Ziming.

Wang Ziming was so scared that he almost died. He quickly retreated and shouted: "You two, quickly make your move, I'll go get some people."

However, the moment he turned around, he realized that his body could not move, and the energy in his veins disappeared, becoming ordinary people. The energy that he had bitterly cultivated for many years, as a Ninth Level Stage, left his body in the blink of an eye.

"What did you do to me?"

Wang Ziming's eyes were filled with fear and he sensed that something was wrong. He angrily waited for Yang Ping and roared, "Do you know who I am?"

"Just like them, I'll just cripple your martial arts." I'll let you be an ordinary person and enjoy the feeling of being bullied. " Yang Ping brought the dumbstruck Mu Zihan and left, only leaving behind the shocked and terrified Wang Ziming and the other two.

Wang Ziming roared, he wanted to jump up, but discovered that his body was not under his control, he fell to the ground and muttered: "My strength, where is my ability?"

Two Subsaint s walked over and tried to help him up, but they were opened and fell to the ground. They were already over seventy years old, and after losing their strength, they turned into the most ordinary of old men.

"I want revenge!"

Wang Ziming's eyes were filled with hatred as he muttered to himself, "I will definitely not let him get away with this, I will pull his tendons out and skin him alive."

"Young Master, let's go back."

One of the Subsaint s endured the pain and gritted his teeth, "This person's strength is very strange, I'm afraid he's not a saint. He might be an expert in Great Saint Level."

However, who was Wang Ziming, he was a disciple of the capital's Wang Family, and was a family member of the Great Sage. He sneered, and said resentfully: "It's just the Great Sage, if I find an Sky Sovereign, wouldn't I be able to kill him?"

The two Subsaint s revealed ashamed expressions.

"Kid, just you wait."

Wang Ziming took out his cell phone and called his family's number, wanting to call the Sky Sovereign over.

When the others heard Wang Ziming's phone call, they were silently grieving in their hearts. Yang Ping had offended Young Master Wang Family, so in the future, it would be hard for him to even die. Those who knew of Wang Ziming's identity were all trembling in fear, afraid that there would be trouble and quickly escape.

On the other hand, Yang Ping's expression was calm, as if nothing had happened, she brought Mu Zihan and left.

Mu Zihan was happy that he had returned, but she was more worried. She did not hide the worry on her face, and thinking about how to settle it this way, she thought that she would have to seek help from the chairman. Only the chairman could resolve the grudge between Yang Ping and Wang Ziming.

She decided to hide it from Yang Ping and find an opportunity to call Lin Qingya, afraid that it would harm her self-esteem.

Since the matter had been drawn out by him, then he would have to resolve it on his own.

"Where's Xuan Xuan?"

Yang Ping did not seem to notice Mu Zihan's abnormality, she heaved a long sigh and walked shoulder to shoulder with her, breathing in the fresh air of the Dragon City. Although the age of chaos had arrived and the spirit energy in the air had disappeared, the rules were incomplete, but the air had become cleaner than it had been before.

He enjoyed the peace of the moment.

"In the kindergarten."

Mu Zihan revealed a sweet smile, and cast away her worries. Looking at Yang Ping's handsome face, shshefelt unprecedented happiness, thinking that she must seize this opportunity, and not let her happiness slip away. No matter what, he had to beg the Chairman to save Yang Ping.

He's back.

Happiness knocks on the door.

Mu Zihan carefully held onto Yang Ping's big hand, and seeing that he did not let go, she revealed a brilliant smile.4

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