2030: C2030 Do Not Allow the World to See the White Head

C2030 Do Not Allow the World to See the White Head

The Big Xu was dead, and it was unclear why, but Yang Ping did not use any strength. A Heavenly King's Late Stage comparable Big Xu died, and the array formation was completed, but it did not give Zhu Yan and Wu Jian any sense of security. They looked at Yang Ping, as if they could not see through him.

Yang Ping laughed naturally, and without waiting for him to make a move, she turned to face Wu Jian and said:" If you had LEE Zhishou's ten percent sword intent, this array would be able to trap me for a moment, allowing you all to escape. It is a pity you are not an ordinary person, although the sword era is one of the ten great dimensions, but in the past, it is different now, you are determined to take revenge, you have definitely lost your life, do you know why Wujia Ridge did not kill you back then?

Wu Jian said coldly: "Wujia Ridge is about to fall."

Yang Ping shook her head and laughed involuntarily, then sighed: "The Heavenly Dao still cannot suppress your Wujia Ridge, and even the dimension of the sword is insufficient. You are merely a sword cultivator who hasn't even earned the acknowledgement of the dimension of the sword, what does arrogance represent?

Wu Jian said angrily: "Who do you think you are? Even if your strength happens to counter the Big Xu, there is still danger. I train in the sword, and the sword is me.

Yang Ping's expression became serious, and she asked: "Are you a slut?"

Wu Jian was startled, then furious, he bellowed: "You're courting death."

Thus …

Wu Jian struck out angrily, but in the world, the plants turned into swords, the Spirit Qi turned into swords, and the world turned into swords. Every example in his mind turned into a sword, and in the world, it was all his thoughts, which were all his swords. The ten thousand swords merged into one, leaving behind only the sword.

This sword was incomparably sharp, and according to the rules, it had already reached the pinnacle of sword cultivation.

The Heaven and Earth Sword pierced towards Yang Ping.

In Yang Ping's eyes, the world had been lost, there was nothing left, only the sword remained. This sword did not attack the body, nor did it pierce through the Spiritual World, it only attacked the human body.

He had to say it.

Wu Jian's sword cultivation had reached the pinnacle that humans could cultivate, it was unparalleled.

If he were to face this sword, it might be very troublesome, because he could not find a way to break it. Wu Jian's attacks were everywhere between heaven and earth, between every inch of space, he had transformed into a particle that could not escape the sword's attack.

Zhu Yan stared at Yang Ping, and was secretly happy in her heart, this move was Wu Jian's strongest attack, even if she could not kill him, it would at least expose him, he had already activated the seal, and when Yang Ping lost her square inch, she would seal him with all her power. Zhu Yan could not leave this person alive, she had already had a premonition when she was in the mortal world, that since he was now a disciple of the Ming King, as her true disciple, it was the best chance to kill the opponent.

Yang Ping only had one sword in her eyes, in the real world, words were sealed all over him, imprinting all of his pores and acupoints all over. When all 108 of her acupoints were filled with words, it meant that he was unable to borrow strength from the heaven and earth.

Yang Ping did not seem to notice, as she was immersed in Wu Jian's sword intent.

Wu Jian used the sword as he folded both of his hands behind his back and watched indifferently.

He was very confident in his sword.

Indestructible.

Everything.

Invincible.

Zhu Yan sealed Yang Ping's 108 acupoints and laughed, "The successor of Wujia Ridge seems to not be as powerful as the legends say, right? Look, the two of us can deal with it. "You're exaggerating."

Wu Jian nodded, and said with a cold snort: "You and I represent the pinnacle of a dimensional realm, which is equivalent to fighting against two dimensional realms. How could we possibly escape?"

Zhu Yan continued: "When I return to my Floating City, I will definitely report to Ming King and let you seize the dimensional core of the sword, so that you can become the master of the dimensional realm."

Wu Jian laughed: "Thank you."

Zhu Yan shook her head, and sighed: "You and I brothers, if we can kill Yang Ping today, we will definitely be able to make a name for ourselves at Universal Dimension, and we will very likely be the first people to kill Wujia Ridge's descendants, leaving behind our name in history."

Jian Xin was excited.

Ka-cha! *

Just when the two of them thought it was over, Yang Ping who was as calm as a rock opened her eyes. The words "seal" continuously flew out from her acupoints, turning into smoke as she laughed: "Is this your ability?"

Zhu Yan's pupils shrank as she shouted, "Attack!"

Wu Jian attacked again.

Yang Ping felt that Wu Jian's attack power was around the same as before, and was slightly disappointed. With that, he punched towards Wu Jian, his fist was neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow, neither cold nor hot, and he instantly appeared in front of him.

Wu Jian's face paled as he blocked with his sword. When the fist collided with the sword, there was a cracking sound, and Wu Jian's face turned pale as he flew out horizontally. His body smashed into the air, causing dense black cracks to appear all around him.

One punch!

Terrifying.

Wu Jian was actually unable to endure Yang Ping's punch, and turned around with the intention to leave. Yang Ping shook her head, and smiled: "Since you're here, then stay behind, accompanying Big Xu is also good."

He punched again.

This punch was even more simple and unadorned than the previous one. It was like a thunderstorm that occurred in nature, and there wasn't the slightest hint of incongruity to it.

The fist descended.

Wu Jian roared again and again, trying to resist with all his might, but he realized that Yang Ping's fist had ignored all of his obstructions and smashed into her chest.

He fell to the ground and stared blankly at the sky. On the surface, there seemed to be no wound, but the world within his body had collapsed.

He shattered the world with a single punch.

Blood trickled out of the corner of Wu Jian's mouth, his aura was faint, and there was no point in trying to say something about what he had discovered.

He knew he was going to die.

Before he came, he never thought that it would be the same result. Just like the Big Xu, he died an unknown death.

He tilted his head to the side and lay there in deep sleep.

Yang Ping continued to move forward as she walked towards Zhu Yan and said: "I gave you a chance in the past, but you don't know why to cherish it. You only came to the Cloud Realm to borrow Zhu Xi's reputation. Even the Ming King does not dare to meddle in the affairs of the mortal world, do you know why? "

Zhu Yan retreated, her expression constantly changing. Although her cultivation level was far higher than Yang Ping's, she did not feel the slightest sense of security.

"You can't bear to kill me."

Zhu Yan suddenly stopped, and coldly looked at Yang Ping, and snorted, "Not only is Zhu Xi my daughter, I am also the disciple of the Ming King, so who dares to touch me? Yang Ping, I advise you to leave the Cloud Realm, and do not make any mistakes.

Yang Ping laughed and grabbed towards Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan's expression changed, but she felt that a crack had suddenly appeared in the hard space beneath her Cloud Realm, and the surrounding binding force was getting stronger and stronger. If she wanted to struggle free, it was useless, she could only watch as Yang Ping walked over, and said calmly: "You can't kill me."

Yang Ping laughed: You are just a clone, dying normally will not affect you, but don't you know who I am?

Zhu Yan squinted her eyes.

Yang Ping sighed: "As long as your clone is here, I can use it to find my original body. Zhu Yan, you're a little too far."

Finished.

Yang Ping rushed towards Zhu Yan, and before he could react, her head was ripped apart.

The moment her head exploded, a mysterious aura wanted to escape. Yang Ping grabbed it in her hands, followed the direction of the aura, and stared across layers of space to descend upon an old hotel in the neighboring city.

Yang Ping bowed slightly, then with a stomp, she disappeared from where she stood, and in the next moment she reappeared in the neighboring city.2

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