3314: C3314 Qingyi Still

C3314 Qingyi Still

If he wanted to become a saint, he had to kill the person in front of him.

Yang Ping had walked a path that defied the heavens, and was about to surpass all those who defied the heavens. Yang Ping had walked a path that defied the heavens, and was about to surpass all those who defied the heavens.

With a wave of his hand, the skies crumbled and the earth cracked.

Even with his invincible power, he was still not a match for his opponent. Cyan Shirt Man walked over with large strides, one step at a time. He stepped on the void, then punched out, sending him flying.

"So powerful."

If not for the fact that he activated the Body of Top Yang's ultimate mystery, he was afraid that Cyan Shirt Man would have smashed him with one punch. What a terrifying fist, what a terrifying expert.

Cyan Shirt Man was surprised. He sounded like a human being.

"That's right."

Cyan Shirt Man attacked again. Both of them were in the same realm, but he was too strong. With just a simple punch and a kick, he could injure Yang Ping nonstop.

Puff!

Yang Ping vomited blood and was heavily injured. He looked at his opponent in shock.

Cyan Shirt Man said, "The path of invincibility is lonely, but it is also forged from blood and dried up bones. You aren't strong enough. "

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's do it!"

The two of them started a sky-high battle. Yang Ping thought he was invincible, but he met an even more terrifying guy. In this strange space, it was as if he was about to explode. Yang Ping couldn't even speak with a pained expression. Fuck, is he even human?

Retreating continuously and temporarily dodging, Yang Ping took a defensive stance, but in the end, he regretted it. The opponent became more and more courageous as the battle went on. He seemed to have an inexhaustible power and each punch was stacked on top of the other. In the end, he could not bear the heavy burden and Yang Ping turned pale.

"Last punch!"

Cyan Shirt Man laughed loudly. His golden fist broke through the void, suppressing all worlds as it instantly appeared in front of him. Yang Ping tried to resist, but his fist came up to him and struck him in the chest. He looked down and saw that his body was tearing apart. He smiled bitterly and asked, "Who are you?"

Cyan Shirt Man put his hands behind his back and revealed an invincible smile, "Guess."

If I guessed it, then I wouldn't fight you. I thought I was invincible before, but now, when I just achieved the heart of a saint, I was beaten to dust. I looked at Cyan Shirt Man helplessly and sighed to myself.

In the end, he didn't charge in.

Was this a calamity of the Heavenly Dao?

"No."

Cyan Shirt Man's voice resounded in his mind as he smiled and said while baring his teeth, "I am I, the heavens are the heavens' dao, and it is impossible for the heavens to imitate me. "So you're facing me in my simulation."

Yang Ping's body collapsed as he gasped for breath and asked, "Then who the hell are you?"

Cyan Shirt Man said again, "Take a guess."

This time, my injuries are very deep, almost fatal. The other party looks completely unharmed, and I can't help but feel sad, Cyan Shirt Man used Saint Stage, the same as me, but his fighting strength is illogical.

Yang Ping guessed that with the strength of his Saint Stage, he would be able to defeat an expert on the level of Dao Zun with a single punch.

"What a pity, in the end, I didn't see Ming Zhu for the last time."

Yang Ping lost his strength and smiled bitterly as he laid on the ground.

This person was simply too strong; he was undefeatable.

Yang Ping laughed and self-deprecatingly said, "I thought I was invincible, but I didn't expect that you would underestimate the people of this world. You are stronger than me."

Cyan Shirt Man shrugged and said, "Of course I'm stronger than you, because the power I use is one small realm higher than yours. If I can't even beat you, how can I be your master?"

Yang Ping was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened.

"You are..."

Yang Ping revealed an expression of disbelief and became excited.

Did he not die?

Cyan Shirt Man nodded and said, "You finally know who I am right? Yes, I am. At the same level, I might not have the confidence to defeat you, so you have passed. "

Ah?

Yang Ping didn't understand what he meant and shouted, "Pass? "What do you mean?"

Cyan Shirt Man said, "Of course I passed my test. What else? Since you know who I am, you should know my name. This avatar is not my power, it is only a imprint created by the heavens. But as long as it is something I want, not even the heavens can imitate it. That's why I entered the imprint. "

Yang Ping seemed to understand, and shouted: "Old bastard, I thought you died in the South China Sea. I didn't expect you to be so young. "He even beat me up until I'm seriously injured. This time he's really good, isn't he?"

Cyan Shirt Man frowned and said, "What is this South Sea that you were talking about?"

Yang Ping scolded, "Stop pretending. You old bastard won't die."

Cyan Shirt Man suddenly thought of someone and laughed. He shook his head and said, "Fuck, I lost a lot of face this time. He actually thought too much of himself. The master in this fellow's eyes should be the person from South Sea Vortex. "

"Alright, I don't have much time. I don't have time to force myself on you. "Since the Heavenly Dao dares to use the imprint of a powerful expert, the price must be paid."

"Remember, what is invincible is not strength, but the heart."

After Cyan Shirt Man left, only Yang Ping was baffled. He thought to himself, "Don't tell me that the other party wanted to beat me up?" Recovering from his injuries, Yang Ping stared at the starry sky above his head as he sensed powerful imprints hovering above the horizon.

"These were all once invincible experts."

Yang Ping said indifferently.

Raising his head to look at the sky, he saw that his surroundings had disappeared and had turned into the Dragon City. Yang Ping, who was standing in the mud, felt an aura that belonged to a freshman. He muttered, "The heavens were messing with me, but I was instead fooled by someone else."

The Heavenly Dao wanted to change Cyan Shirt Man's imprint, but it didn't expect that it would be occupied the moment the imprint was released.

This was the terrifying aspect of Cyan Shirt Man's telepathic thoughts. He had taken control of the brand with just a breath's time. The wounds on his body quickly recovered. Following the frenzied growth of the Spiritual Force, if it was only probing for Dragon City in the past, it could now scout out out almost the entire province.

The physical body of the Spiritual Force was much stronger than before. Anyone who dared to provoke it would be killed without mercy.

"This is Saint Stage?"

Yang Ping couldn't help but sigh as he felt the boundless power in his body.

Green Hill Cemetery.

The old man fell from the sky, coughing up blood. Facing the combined attacks of three Heavenly Kings, even the strongest powerhouse under the starry sky would have to grit his teeth. Old Man Tianmu fought three and was surrounded by danger. He used all of his strength to injure the old monk, but he was almost at his limit.

After the old monk appeared, he clasped his hands together and sat down to recuperate. When he opened his mouth, the surrounding Essence Qi disappeared and turned into strands of energy that flowed into his body like a small stream. He quickly recovered and looked at Old Man Tianmu, who was lying on the ground with a complicated expression.

"Why bother?"

The butcher stepped forward and shook his head: "You will be the first Heavenly King I kill. Although they are clones, they represent the arrival of a new era. "

Boom!1

When Old Man Tianmu was at his wit's end, Cyan Shirt Man appeared in front of him.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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