3316: C3316 Battle Force Surge!

C3316 Battle Force Surge!

Time was like a knife, cutting off the strength of Dao Zun and the other two, landing at the same level, exhausting all the energy in the Five Elements Gold Needle, but there was still a limit. The world of golden light dissipated, and Dao Zun and the other two who were lying on the ground woke up, their bodies recovering quickly.

Time was just an illusion. Although it was very real, Dao Zun and the other two did not die.

Yang Ping stood in front of the Bamboo House, looked at the sky, and said nothing.

Dao Zun stood up and stared at Yang Ping. He was still shocked, thinking back to how Yang Ping punched him when he was at the same level as him. His eyes revealed a look of disbelief, he could not imagine that he was not Yang Ping's match at all as a favored son of heaven.

This is unforgivable.

It was an illusion.

Dao Zun did not conceal his killing intent. If he allowed his second son to grow up, he would probably be an enemy for life. The other handsome men and young and beautiful girls were shocked as well. They recovered from the shock and looked coldly at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping was too powerful and unstoppable.

Killing him before he could grow was the best method.

The three of them had the same thoughts and prepared to make a move.

Dao Zun used the power of the Heavenly Sovereign's Peak Stage and suddenly frowned. He realized that something was not right, because his strength had unexpectedly declined. He looked towards the sky and thought to himself, The power that North Heavenly King bestowed upon me has actually disappeared.

Could it be …

Dao Zun thought of a certain possibility. Even though he had seen through the vicissitudes of life, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Brat, you're dead for sure."

The handsome man sneered. His killing intent was obvious as he chuckled, "I wanted to play and see what the legendary Yang Ping is like. However, you won't have the chance to become my retainer."

The young beauty giggled, "This time, I won't hold back."

Dao Zun was more powerful than the two of them, and his cultivation was much higher. He had the premonition that a pair of eyes was staring right at them, but he just couldn't find them.

"You?"

Yang Ping didn't turn around, he said without turning his head, "Too weak."

"How dare you!"

The handsome man shouted and snorted, "Do you know who I am? If I kill you, I alone will suffice. "

"Whiz!"

The handsome man's face changed, as if he had seen a prehistoric beast pouncing towards him. The power of his fist was too terrifying, it forcefully split open the space and allowed him to clearly see the void storm in the near future.

What a terrifying fist.

The handsome man sneered in his heart, and thought, I am just your Saint Stage, my strength is a lot stronger than yours, yet you actually dare to bully me like this, see how I will make you feel worse than death. He made up his mind that he would not talk about Yang Ping for the time being. After that, he would use all kinds of torture to make Yang Ping die a graveless death.

The fist arrived.

Although the handsome man was fearful, he did not feel anything else and felt that he could easily break through it. It was because his cultivation level was high enough and his strength was strong enough. He had already thought of a dozen different ways to break it.

Suddenly.

The fist vanished into nothingness.

The handsome man's expression changed as he said in shock, "How can you avoid my perception? "Impossible."

A punch split the path of life and death.

He hit the handsome man in the chest and let out a miserable scream. A black hole appeared in his chest and he lowered his head to look at the hole that had lost his heart. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he muttered, "Why are you so strong …"

Yang Ping said lightly, "Deal with one of them."

Yang Ping looked at the beautiful young girl and said, "It's your turn."

The young beauty frowned and giggled. She blinked her innocent big eyes and said, feeling wronged, "Big Brother, please don't hit me, okay? I can make you something good to eat. I'll take you on a trip."

Yang Ping was unmoved and said coldly, "I have no interest in traveling with an old woman who is seventy or eighty years old."

The beautiful girl's face changed as she asked in a hoarse voice: "How did you know?"

She was seventy-nine years old, but she was in excellent care and had undergone major surgery. She looked like a teenager, but she was an old woman. She didn't expect Yang Ping to be able to see through it so clearly. How could she not be shocked?

"There are some things that you will never understand in your life. I'll send you on your way." Yang Ping displayed a domineering aura. Standing on the ground, he was like a peerless godly spear, shooting towards the sky with a sharp glint. If one took a closer look, there would be an unending stream of power bursting out from within his body. It did not belong to this world's power, but rather came from the treasure that his body had developed.

The young girl's face turned gloomy and her thoughts spun. The handsome man was almost the same as her, but he couldn't withstand Yang Ping's punch. Either the opponent knew the secret technique to instantly increase combat strength, or his real body's strength reached a terrifying level. She would rather believe in the former, and this secret technique was extremely harmful to the body, so the number of times she had used it was only once.

"Just a mere Subsaint, extremely arrogant. I will catch you and let you die under my hand." The young and beautiful girl sneered. Her expression was ferocious and completely different from her previous lively and adorable appearance. "Go to hell."

Big Cutting Technique!

The young girl displayed the terrifying origin of the void. Each and every move she executed represented the pinnacle of the void. Streams of energy, capable of killing ordinary saints, appeared in the air, slashing towards Yang Ping.

Yang Ping's face was calm as he ignored the Void Cut.

When the power of void sliced through his body, Yang Ping was expressionless. Ding dang dang dang. The air was sliced open and bounced back, but it couldn't hurt him at all. The young and beautiful girl's expression changed as she involuntarily cried out, "Impossible! Why is your body so strong?!"

Just half an hour ago, the three of them arrived. Every single one of them was enough to crush Yang Ping. However, why did he become so terrifying? Their battle strength was on a completely different level.

Yang Ping snorted and said, "It's impolite to come at me."

He raised his hand to the sky, his eyes shot out a golden light and shouted: "Top Yang Divine Fist, Nine Yang KaiTai."

Ever since he had achieved the Sacred Heart, he had discovered that the way he used his power was too rough, and was completely unable to unleash the advantages of the Body of Top Yang. As his realm rose, he felt more and more that the Body of Top Yang was a good thing, the power of the secret arts his bloodline contained far exceeded that of the previous ones.

At this very moment, Yang Ping had a deep understanding of Top Yang Divine Fist.

A golden dragon followed his fist.

The young and beautiful girl's expression changed. She felt a terrifying aura, an aura of world destruction, enveloping her body. She wanted to leave, but the nine suns were too powerful, locking down all routes of retreat.

She did not believe that her sixty-year cycle of cultivation could not compare to that of a little kid.

As a result, the young girl gathered all her strength and used her strongest move. Faintly, with a flash, the Void Door appeared and disappeared behind her, emitting an ice-cold killing intent. With her shout, countless flying swords shot out from the Void Door, as if they were terrifying attacks condensed by the power of void.

Yang Ping's expression was calm as he looked at the countless blades flying at him. He said coldly, "A small trick." If this was in the past, he would definitely find it difficult to face the opponent of the Void Door, because the opponent was a favored son of heaven, and had extremely tyrannical strength!

However, when he fought Cyan Shirt Man, Yang Ping finally understood what it meant to be invincible.

"Break!"

Yang Ping shattered the Space Gate with a punch and allowed the Blade of Void to hit his body. It was completely fine. He then kicked out and stepped on his opponent.

The world was quiet.

Yang Ping was like a sovereign descending. He looked at Dao Zun, his eyes burning with the flames of vengeance.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]1

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