2712: C2712 Mistress?

C2712 Mistress?

Yang Ping gradually lost his consciousness. In front of absolute strength, he would win without courage. He knew that he was just a bit away from death's call.

Am I going to die like this?

What about Junior Sister?

What about Zhu Xi?

Who did the old man get caught whoring to get rid of him?

There were still so many young and beautiful beauties waiting to save his heart. What should he do?

… ….

A lot of doubts appeared in Yang Ping's mind, but this made him a little more clear-headed. The pain felt like his internal organs were on fire, and his head felt like it was splitting apart.

He had walked the border of life and death many times, but there was still a slight difference.

Yang Ping took a deep breath and thought to himself, "If I die like this, I'm afraid Junior Sister will be the most sad one." He thought wistfully, but Junior Sister's sad tears and Zhu Xi's sad appearance appeared in his mind. His spirit suddenly shook as he bit down hard on his words.

I, Yang Ping, am fighting the heavens and the earth. I shouldn't be killed like this.

Just one move!

If he did not have the courage to receive this blow, then how would he face the Jiang Dong elders in the future, if he faced those beauties that worshipped him?

BOOM!

The Spiritual World entered into the flames, and in the golden world, the gray flames tried to invade, but they were repelled. The specks of golden light were like stars shining in the sky, and Yang Ping's eyes shot out an endless amount of energy beams.

Five Elements Acupuncture, Uniting of Five Elements!

Yang Ping used the Uniting of Five Elements to heal his body. Then, his mind flashed with countless meteors that could not be traced. No matter how smart or talented he was, in front of nature, he seemed so insignificant.

At this moment, Yang Ping forgot everything else. He stood in the starry sky and looked at the blue sky. His mind suddenly became much more open.

If Uniting of Five Elements was not enough, then what's the next step?

When Yang Ping was in danger, his potential increased again. The light dots in his Spiritual World became denser and then started to shine.

This was …

The magical symbols were the stars in the starry sky.

Yang Ping was touched. Inspiration flashed across his eyes as he began to form a seal. He muttered, "Since that's the case, let me go a step further."

He formed a seal, merging into the starry sky.

Yang Ping turned into a myriad of stars as he whispered, "Spirit technique, Emperor Coffin!"

Spirit arts and magic spells were the supreme Ancient Martial Arts, but other than jumping into the Ancient Martial Arts, it was also a unique method of using spiritual force. Spirit Arts, it was a technique created with Cihang Quiet Building. Magic was the same, but only holy men could use it.

Lan Fenghuang, who was at the top of the mountain, felt the fluctuations of the Spirit Arts and was startled. She thought it was an expert from the Cihang Quiet Building coming over, but didn't expect it to be Yang Ping.

When she saw the use of the spirit art, her eyes flashed and she said indifferently: "Spirit Arts. I never thought that you would know the Cihang Quiet Building of the Ancient Martial Arts. What is your relationship with them?" She felt that the reason Dao Zun killed Yang Ping was probably because of Cihang Quiet Building.

Yang Ping persisted with all his might. Although his body had lost all feeling and slowly lost life force, he was still calm as he said: "I don't understand Cihang Quiet Building, but if you want to kill me in one move, it will probably be very difficult."

Lan Fenghuang sneered.

Yang Ping roared and suddenly used his Five Elements Acupuncture, together with his spirit techniques, the Emperor Coffin finally blocked Lan Fenghuang's attack. Although it was only for a split-second, it was enough.

Symbols began to reassemble in his mind one after another. They were in danger from his life, and all of the strength within his body was united to resist the Netherworld Ghost Flame. The symbols condensed into a golden needle that emitted a bright light.

Yang Ping quickly formed seals with an inconceivable speed. He closed his eyes and opened them for a split-second, saying, "Five Elements Acupuncture, Essence Returning!"

The Essence Returning was a move on the Uniting of Five Elements, a move that Yang Ping comprehended based on his own hard work, a move that was most suitable for him. When the golden age reached its peak, the entire world fell silent.

Lan Fenghuang's expression suddenly changed as she stared unwaveringly at the golden needle in Yang Ping's hand.

The Netherworld Ghost Flame suddenly returned to Lan Fenghuang and asked, "Who are you? How could it be Xuan Jizi's Ancient Martial Arts? "

One move was enough.

Yang Ping's face was pale and he was on the verge of collapse. Phoenix quickly went up to support him and said worriedly, "Captain, are you alright?"

Yang Ping shook his head and looked at Lan Fenghuang, saying, "I will take this move. No matter if you took it back yourself or not, I still have to thank you." Without you, I won't be able to comprehend Five Elements Acupuncture, and I have no way to control it.

"Thank you."

These were true words, and they could not be faked.

Lan Fenghuang had a complicated look in her eyes. Her lips were trembling as she stared at Yang Ping in a daze.

Yang Ping was stunned and thought to himself, it can't be, could it be that I have become handsome again?

"Master, Xuan Jizi."

Yang Ping answered honestly. Sensing that things had turned around, when he used Five Elements Acupuncture, as if Lan Fenghuang recognized the origin of the needle, he stopped. From the looks of it, he did not use his full strength.

Is this the power of a supreme saint? I don't have the slightest ability to resist.

Lan Fenghuang showed mercy, otherwise, she would not have given Yang Ping the chance to comprehend the Essence Returning just now, because the Essence Returning required time, a breakthrough was required, and a lot of conditions were needed. Yang Ping felt the gaze of Lan Fenghuang, at that moment, became quick, not murderous, but complicated.

The complex look in his eyes made Yang Ping's heart race.

"Xuan Jizi is your master?"

Lan Fenghuang heaved a sigh of relief as she looked up at the sky. Her gaze seemed to have returned to thirty years ago as she said faintly, "Thirty years. So fast. Where is your master? "

Yang Ping's heart skipped a beat as he had a bad premonition.

Could it be that Lan Fenghuang had a grudge with her master?

"Um …" Let me ask you two what your relationship is? " Yang Ping said embarrassedly.

Lan Fenghuang sighed and shook her head without saying a word.

Yang Ping was an intelligent person, how could he not know that Lan Fenghuang and Master must have an affair. With that said, after one move, his little life would be saved, and Phoenix would not die. He hurriedly smiled and said, "My master is indeed Xuan Jizi. Senior, are you and my master lovers? "

Lan Fenghuang looked at Yang Ping. The flames were burning once again and the light purple flames that were even more terrifying than the Netherworld Ghost Flame were even more terrifying than the blue flames.

Yang Ping secretly cursed in his heart, previously Lan Fenghuang did not use her full strength, but this move, even if she comprehended Essence Returning, she would not be able to take it. He looked at Lan Fenghuang's light purple flame with fear.

Fortunately, the light purple flame only burned around Lan Fenghuang's body. The balls of flame and the runes were filled with a mysterious aura, as if they came from a primordial and endless source of magic.

"I've been sealed by your master for thirty years."

Lan Fenghuang's tone was indifferent, but when Yang Ping heard it, he felt like he was struck by lightning. Damn it, this old man killed someone and sealed a female devil for thirty years.

After scolding the old man to death in his heart, Yang Ping hurriedly smiled and shouted, "I don't know Xuan Jizi, that was just nonsense just now."

Lan Fenghuang narrowed her eyes and said indifferently, "Then why did you say it was your master just now?"

Yang Ping scratched his head and laughed dryly, "I'm just saying. In fact, Xuan Jizi and I have a deep grudge. Back then, my family had a house and a field, so we were very happy. Xuan Jizi took over my family's land and tortured me. I only hate him. "

Lan Fenghuang responded with an 'oh' before saying, "If that's the case, then let's share the same sentiments."

"Of course, of course."

Phoenix, who was at the side, was speechless as she looked at her captain's shameless appearance. The overwhelming power from earlier had disappeared, and she had been trying to curry favor with Lan Fenghuang.

Lan Fenghuang said, "Actually, it was my fault. Xuan Jizi sealed me out of helplessness. Can you still contact Xuan Jizi? "

Yang Ping's throat let out a gurgling sound as the corner of his mouth twitched.

Lan Fenghuang didn't force him, but turned to leave.

His back looked lonely, lonely, and sad.

Yang Ping had a feeling that even though Lan Fenghuang's methods were ruthless, she believed in her words. At least she didn't make a promise after a single move, so he couldn't help but cry out, "That … I think I can contact him, but I don't know if he'll pick up the phone. "

Lan Fenghuang stopped and looked back at Yang Ping. "I only have one minute."

Yang Ping took out his phone and dialed the old man's number.

Luckily, Xuan Jizi picked up the call this time.

"What, laozi is doing some exercise, what the hell's the matter?" The sound of a woman laughing and gasping came from the other end of the phone. Yang Ping's scalp tingled with numbness when he heard it. He couldn't help but look at Lan Fenghuang, afraid that she would beat him to death if she found out.

"About that …" Yang Ping looked at Lan Fenghuang and asked, "What is Senior's name?"

Although Lan Fenghuang's expression was cold, the trembling of her fingers betrayed her nervousness. She said, "Just tell me, do you still remember the oath made by the Parasol Tree all those years ago?"

Yang Ping passed on Lan Fenghuang's message.

On the other end of the phone, the old man suddenly quieted down.

Half a minute later, the old man said seriously, "Yang Ping, I have never asked anything of you. But you must protect her and not let her die."

Yang Ping was dumbfounded.

The old man was begging him?

A tortoise that lived for eighty thousand years, this old man actually had a day where he begged for mercy. The sun had risen from the west.

"Promise me." the old man shouted.

Yang Ping had never seen the old man nervous before, so he knew it must be something very important. He said solemnly, "I promise you, do you want to say a few words to her?"

Du du du!

The old man hung up the phone.

Yang Ping cursed under his breath.

Lan Fenghuang looked at Yang Ping and asked, "He... "What do you mean?"

Yang Ping hesitated for a moment and said, "He cares about you a lot."

Lan Fenghuang laughed. Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she heaved a sigh of relief. It was as if a huge stone had fallen from the sky, crushing her heart. A mysterious aura was released, completely different from before.2

She was free.

He had also been promoted.

He had reached an extremely mysterious realm.

Although he was still a saint, he had surpassed the Saint Stage.

It was hard to put into words.

At this moment, the sky and earth changed color. A gale began to rise from the Dragon City.

Madame Zhu appeared in front of Lan Fenghuang, staring coldly at her. "If you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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