2388: C2388 Mountain Outside the Mountain

C2388 Mountain Outside the Mountain

Tian Lang could feel Yang Ping's undisguised killing intent. Not only was he not afraid, he was also extremely excited as he howled like a wild beast, "Your killing intent can be stronger. If it's not enough, I can help you." He held the dagger and stabbed into Zhang Rong's arm. Blood flowed down along the dagger, covering the center of the hexagram and spreading to his feet. It was sticky and hot.

Zhang Rong was in extreme pain. He looked at Yang Ping and said with a trembling voice, "Don't worry about me, quickly leave!"

Tian Lang raised Zhang Rong's chin and chuckled, "That won't do, how can he leave." He licked the blood on his face, his eyes burning with passion as he screamed, "This is too good! The blood is warm, sweet and fragrant!"

"Yang Ping, come and kill me, hurry up and do it!"

Tian Lang roared at Yang Ping, provoking him, "You coward, your friend has been tortured like this, why are you still standing there. If you are a man, you should kill me, torture me, and make my life worse than death. "

Zhang Rong kept moaning and telling Yang Ping to leave.

Yang Ping regained his calm after the killing intent disappeared. He shook his head and sighed: "What are you talking about? I still need to take you back."

Zhang Rong shed tears of pain and humiliation.

Because of him, Zhang Rong couldn't bear to see Yang Ping fall into the trap set by someone else. He didn't want to implicate Yang Ping, so he shouted, "Quickly go, don't worry about me. I have explosives in my body. "

Yang Ping was shocked. He opened his eyes and saw the miniature bomb inside Zhang Rong's body under the skin. If they didn't know that, even if they saved Zhang Rong, the two of them would have died in the explosion. It seemed that the other party had no intention of letting them go.

Tian Lang held Zhang Rong, not allowing him to speak and said coldly, "You talk too much."

Ka-cha! *

Tian Lang broke Zhang Rong's left hand bone. His five fingers were as thick as steel, causing Zhang Rong to faint from the pain. He looked at Liu Tie and said, "What are you going to do? Kill me, or kneel down and beg me?"

Yang Ping looked around.

Tian Lang sneered, "You don't need to watch. Against an ant like you, I alone am enough. I really don't know why Master values you. Kneel down right now, or else I'll kill him. "

The dagger was pressed against Zhang Rong's heart. Tian Lang threatened, "Kneel down if you have no time to think!"

The sound wave was like a tide as it rushed towards Yang Ping.

Violent waves of air currents rippled in the air. With this loud roar, countless cracks appeared on the stone slab between the two of them. Wu Tie's strength had far surpassed that of someone of the same level. The Seventh Level Stage s, however, were even more terrifying than the combined Seventh Level Stage s of LEE Qin and Tao Shijiu.

As the sound wave passed through his body, his clothes flapped in the wind. Yang Ping's expression was calm, and he remained as unmoving as a mountain.

Tian Lang said in surprise, "So, he has some ability."

Suddenly, Tian Lang's figure gradually disappeared. Tian Lang's pupils constricted as he hastily looked around. At the same time, his dagger was locked onto Zhang Rong's heart as he shouted, "Phantom image, a fourth level technique is useless against me."

"I know it's useless."

Yang Ping's cold voice came from behind, causing Tian Lang's expression to change slightly. His body stiffened as he pressed a hand on his back. As long as he gently breathed out the force, his internal organs would be shattered. He couldn't see how Yang Ping had disappeared, and how he had appeared behind him.

"However, it is enough to deal with you."

Tian Lang did not move recklessly, nor did he panic as expected. He said indifferently, "Your Qi is fast, but it's still faster than my dagger. He'll be a dead man before you hurt me. I heard that your medical skills are very good, but if a person's heart is broken, can you save it? "

Bang!

Yang Ping immediately made his move. However, he didn't attack Tian Lang's back, but rather focused all of his attention on his arm. He twisted his wrist like a spring breeze, ruthlessly breaking the dagger and at the same time kicking Tian Lang in the back.

Tian Lang was worthy of being called an expert. Before the dagger was broken, he had already reacted and predicted in advance. He then stabbed the dagger towards Zhang Rong's heart. The two were competing to see who was faster and who was stronger.

Unfortunately, Tian Lang misjudged Yang Ping's reaction. After wrapping the dagger around Tian Lang, he kicked out with his other hand and crushed Zhang Rong's rope.

"Whiz!"

Tian Lang was kicked. The dagger was broken. The power did not pierce through Zhang Rong's heart. Instead, it went into the pillar and made a slight sound.

Yang Ping picked up Zhang Rong and retreated quickly. At the same time, he took out a silver needle, opened his fluoroscopy and took out the bomb inside Zhang Rong's body.

Tian Lang staggered a step forward. He didn't expect Yang Ping's reaction to be so fast. Not only did he kick him away, he even saved Zhang Rong. However, when Tian Lang staggered, he didn't get angry. Instead, he revealed a cold smile. It was unknown when, but a remote control appeared in his hand and he smiled sinisterly and said, "Go to hell."

Crack!

Tian Lang pressed the button and waited for Yang Ping and Zhang Rong to be engulfed by the explosion.

Yang Ping landed on the ground and stared at Tian Lang.

Hm?

Tian Lang felt something was wrong. He pressed the remote control but Zhang Rong did not explode. He frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Yang Ping said lightly, "Before you press the remote control, I've already cut off the bomb."

Tian Lang's expression was grave as he finally put away his contempt.

He was able to locate the location of the bomb the moment they started fighting, predict the opponent's actions in advance, see through the arrangement of the bomb, and cut off all traces of the bomb. It might not be difficult to take each item out individually, but time was so tight that it could be used three times in a split-second. This was the power Yang Ping displayed.

Throwing away the remote control, Tian Lang patted his back and shrugged. "Fine, this is someone else's attention anyway. I wanted to pinch you to death before."

Ka ka ka!

After Tian Lang's defeat, he did not become discouraged, but instead revealed a cold smile, and said while clicking his tongue: "You're not bad, at least you're stronger than those waste people with Gold Area."

The trash of Gold Area!

Only people with Jiang Family could be so arrogant.

Wu Tie fainted. Yang Ping placed him on the ground, stared at Tian Lang and said, "You will die, I will make any promise." Because I'm going to kill you with my own hands. "

Tian Lang laughed out loud and said with disdain, "With just you?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as he finished his sentence, countless energies fell on his body like rain. Yang Ping appeared in front of him and performed Confusion Avalanche to strike Tian Lang's body. He groaned. Every time he struck, he would be forced to take a step back. The shoes were worn out, and long black marks appeared on the flagstones.

Tian Lang chuckled, "Just this little offensive power?"

Yang Ping frowned, just now when he used the Desolate Avalanche, even an expert of Seventh Level Stage had to temporarily avoid it, but Tian Lang, other than his messy clothes, was completely fine. From this, it could be seen that his body was much stronger than expected.

"My Golden Bell Cover has reached its peak state and is difficult to penetrate. Your strength is too weak. " Tian Lang patted his chest and revealed a disappointed look, "If your strength is only this little, I can only say that I'm sorry."

Dong!

Tian Lang walked towards Yang Ping.

Yang Ping's attack, however, every time the Qi hit Tian Lang, it didn't get any effect.

Tian Lang walked up and threw a punch at Yang Ping's head.

Yang Ping raised his hand to block it.

Tian Lang's eyes revealed a teasing look. His body's strength far surpassed those of the same realm. Yang Ping wanted to use his body to resist it, so he fell into a trance. Tian Lang was secretly delighted in his heart. In comparison to the strength of his body, Yang Ping was not on the same level. He pushed harder with his fists, trying to break Yang Ping's arms. After losing two arms, Yang Ping became a cripple and allowed him to toy with him.

Boom!

Tian Lang roared and slammed his fist into Yang Ping's arm.

"Break for me!"

Tian Lang pressed down with all his might, wanting to shatter Yang Ping.

After the loud explosion, Tian Lang revealed a cold smile.

This time, Yang Ping was not dead?

The violent clash of power and power extended from their bodies to the floor. With the two as the center, countless cracks appeared, scattering a large amount of smoke and dust, enveloping the two's figures.

Tian Lang's mouth curved into a victorious smile.

If you want to compete with me in physical strength, you're courting death!

As the dust settled, Tian Lang wanted to see Yang Ping's miserable state. However, when he saw a pair of intact arms, he couldn't help but exclaim, "How is this possible?"

Yang Ping was fine, even his expression was terrifyingly cold. That calm and confident look was even stronger than his.

"I'm fine, but you are."

Hearing Yang Ping's arrogant words, Tian Lang sneered and said disdainfully, "Do you know how strong my body is? The Golden Bell Cover is invincible, I am not even afraid of bullets, I would be afraid of your body … " But before he could finish, he was horrified to find his fist bleeding.

"Hiss, hiss ~ ~ ~"

He sucked in a breath of cold air.

Tian Lang was shocked to discover that his fist was injured. In other words, he was in the losing position when the two bodies collided. He did not dare to imagine that there were people in the same realm as him in this world whose bodies were tougher than his. How could this be? This was the only thought in his mind.

Bang!

With his knee in his lower abdomen, Yang Ping punched Tian Lang in the face.

Tian Lang screamed miserably as he flew over ten meters away. He rolled on the ground and started slapping on the ground awkwardly while glaring at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping said lightly, "Trash."

Tian Lang was furious. He shouted out like a prey in a private message, "You call me a trash, a bastard, unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable!"

As his anger grew stronger, Tian Lang's body emitted waves of energy, unleashing power that surpassed his Seventh Level Stage. Because of his anger, he became strong, and could even challenge opponents beyond his cultivation level. Tian Lang said coldly, "You have succeeded in making me angry, but you have to welcome the consequences of my anger."

BOOM!

Tian Lang shouted, "Tian Lang Fist!"

Tian Lang Fist, a high-grade Profound Rank Ancient Martial Arts, a self-created Ancient Martial Arts. In the world of the Martial Cultivator, there is no such thing as the strongest Ancient Martial Arts, there is only the most suitable Ancient Martial Arts. The strength that the self-created Ancient Martial Arts could bring out surpassed that of other people's.

Although Tian Lang Fist was only a Superior Grade Black Level martial artist, its power was far beyond ordinary Inferior Grade Earth Level martial artists.

For Tian Lang to be able to create his own Ancient Martial Arts, it showed that he had the ability to be arrogant.

Tian Lang punched out and turned into a roaring wolf king towards Leng Yue. The energy transformed into a giant grey wolf and it opened its mouth to bite Yang Ping.

Tian Lang laughed sinisterly. Very few people would be able to withstand Wu Tie's fist strike. This was the Ancient Martial Arts that Mr. Jiang had praised before, the horizontal and horizontal Gold Area were not a problem. It was also his greatest reliance. Yang Ping, since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!

Yang Ping looked at the roaring wave coldly.

Then, he gently waved his hand, pushing aside the layer of clouds, and grabbed the wave, causing it to explode.

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