2877: C2877 Open Acupoint

C2877 Open Acupoint

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They shared the same sentiments.

Zhu Xi hugged Ming Zhu, her eyes glazed over as she muttered to herself, "Ming Zhu, you won't die. You can't die!"

Two experts from the Sacred Grounds had died. They died in extreme shock. Before dying, they didn't understand how Ming Zhu's final attack could be so powerful.

Yang Ping finally arrived at the street. After seeing the pearl, his whole body shook in disbelief.

He dragged his heavy steps and arrived in front of Ming Zhu, murmuring, "It can't be, but you think you're lying to me, right?"

Ming Zhu did not respond, as if she had fallen asleep.

Yang Ping tried to snatch the pearl, but he couldn't bear to lift his veil. With trembling hands, he caressed his face through his veil and painfully said: "I knew it was you. Why didn't I know it was you?"

I hate it!

Yang Ping roared towards the sky, feeling extreme grief.

It was as if the heavens had snatched away his most important thing at this moment.

Zhu Xi's heart ached uncontrollably when she saw Yang Ping, who was in so much pain that he wished he were dead. After the death of Ming Zhu, the discontent between the two of them vanished like smoke in thin air, and they started to pity this man who wished that he was dead.

He cared so much about pearls.

But in the end, it was lost.

Zhu Xi wanted to say something but hesitated, clenching her hands tightly. She didn't know how to comfort him, because she herself was in pain, no worse than Yang Ping. But she couldn't help it.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

It fell cold on the floor of the street.

Sou sou sou!

A large number of experts came to the street. They were getting closer and wanted to get rid of Yang Ping. Yang Ping was a huge obstacle. If he died, there would be a lot of things that could be done.

No matter which power wanted to destroy him.

This time, these people abandoned their prejudice and charged towards Yang Ping, regardless of whether it was friend or foe.

Zhu Xi saw the incoming person and shouted, "Yang Ping, be careful."

Bang!

When the two of them attacked Yang Ping's back, his senses were sharp. However, with his strong body, he did not react at all even though he endured the attacks from the two of them.

Those two were level nine experts. When they attacked Yang Ping, they were overjoyed and thought that they had done a great deed. However, when they saw Yang Ping's indifferent face, they were shocked.

Yang Ping did not react. He held Ming Zhu's body and mumbled, "Why didn't I know it was you? I should have known it was you."

He muttered to himself, his heart filled with grief.

At least twenty or so experts had appeared, nine of them were experts of the Subsaint realm, but none of them were Saints. The Saints understood that if Yang Ping went crazy and was about to use his final attack, they wouldn't dare to take the risk. If two Saints died, they would know that the Dragon City's defenses were very strange.

A Subsaint expert couldn't resist the temptation of killing Yang Ping and took the initiative.

The merciful hand!

This person was an expert from the Floating Temple, and could be considered a big shot of the older generation. Seeing the hope of killing Yang Ping, he was extremely excited. He used his merciful hand and slapped Yang Ping's head. As long as he hit Yang Ping, he would definitely die.<ins id="1067137" data-width="308" data-height="298"

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Ai Lun also came to the street, but he was the last to arrive. Looking at the miserable scene, he smiled and shook his head, "The ending is also good. Although I can't stop you, I like your painful look."

Tonight was all he had planned, and it was all to eliminate the Godly Hidden Pearl and Yang Ping.

He had succeeded.

He shook his head and sighed. "It's a pity that I can't personally kill you." He coughed. Obviously, he was injured in the confrontation with Yang Ping, but luckily, it was acceptable. As long as he went back and adjusted himself, he could instantly recover to his peak condition.

However, Yang Ping might not have this person anymore.

Zhu Xi's reminder did not attract Yang Ping's attention, as he had to bear another strike from the Floating Temple expert. He raised his head, and coincidentally received a palm on his forehead.

Bang!

Yang Ping looked coldly at the attacker without a change in expression.

That person was stunned. He realized that the palm strike that could pierce through steel could not hurt Yang Ping's head. His body was like fine steel and not bad. He had reached an unimaginable level.

Yang Ping hugged Ming Zhu and muttered, "Ming Zhu, watch carefully. I will kill all of your enemies and avenge you."

KILL, KILL, KILL!

After the Floating Temple expert's attack failed, he gritted his teeth and revealed a cruel expression. He attacked again and wanted to smash Yang Ping's head into pieces.

Yang Ping looked at him coldly and grabbed his attacking hand.

Bang!

That expert of the Floating Temple used all his strength and was shocked to discover that his arm could not move at all. He was grabbed tightly and shouted, "Let go."

With a "kacha" sound, Yang Ping broke the man's arm and punched through his chest, digging out his heart and ruthlessly destroying it.

Pfft!

The heart of the Floating Temple expert shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Ai Lun frowned as he felt that something was wrong. However, he soon sneered and thought to himself, "It's just a counterattack before death. When you waste your strength, you won't even know how you will die."

The others looked at each other, not frightened, and started to use their strongest Ancient Martial Arts.

Yang Ping's expression was cold and indifferent, as if he had become a different person. He used the cruelest method, grabbing one person at a time and directly crushing the opponent's heart.

No one noticed it at first, but after the nine experts died, the remaining people were stunned. They finally woke up from their desire and looked at Yang Ping in shock.

Yang Ping walked towards them and said coldly, "All of you … All of them will die. "

Puff puff!

Yang Ping performed Five Elements Acupuncture with one hand and the strongest move with the Essence Returning. A silver needle emitting a golden light pierced the camouflage of the night as he made his way through the world.

Then, everyone fell to the ground.

A red dot appeared on his forehead.

Twenty or so aggressive experts had attacked together, and now, all of them were dead.

Zhu Xi trembled when she saw Yang Ping's bloody side. The current Yang Ping was too terrifying. That kind of aura could freeze one's soul.

The entire street was shrouded in a bloody mist.2

Yang Ping's pupils were completely black. The dark energy in his body wanted to come out, but it was suppressed by a golden power. This power was changed due to extreme anger. The mysterious energy that was originally hidden in the depths of his meridians finally exploded.

Two dots of light appeared on his arm.

Two dots of light appeared on his feet.

Two dots of light appeared on his lower abdomen and chest.

A total of six dots of light appeared.

Yang Ping's aura continued to rise, as if he had opened a door to ancient energy.

Ai Lun's face slightly changed when he sensed the aura. He frowned and said, "Strange, he clearly lost all of his strength, but why is he still so strong? Could it be that my research went awry?"

It shouldn't be possible. I can use the closest instrument in the world to measure the power of a saint. He held a strength testing machine in his hand. It was round, like a pocket watch. He saw the numbers on it climbing unceasingly, and his expression turned uglier and uglier.

Yang Ping's gaze locked onto him.

Ai Lun's entire body turned cold. For some reason, his previous calmness turned into his current fear.

At this moment, Yang Ping had completely changed.

Ai Lun pretended to be calm as he shouted, "Yang Ping, you can't kill me. You should know that I am an immortal, an invincible existence."

Yang Ping looked at him coldly.

Die!

Yang Ping made his move. His fist was covered in golden flames as it pierced through Ai Lun's chest.

Ai Lun sneered. He looked at the fist on his chest and said sarcastically, "You have tried this move many times, but unfortunately, I can ignore all physical attacks..."

Gulp!

Ai Lun felt that something was not right because the wound had not healed and he felt pain.

His face paled.

This was a situation that had never happened before. The Golden Flame on Yang Ping's fist seemed to be burning his soul.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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