I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

The rest of the people in the room also laughed, of course mainly because of ridicule, mocking Song Ping's overreaching.

They have encountered quite a few unconvinced thorns like Song Ping, but in the end they had to be under their fists, compromise and submit to the rules.

The triangular-eyed warrior sneered, but he hadn't finished speaking.

Unexpectedly, Song Ping rushed over and punched him directly in the face.

"Ouch..." The triangular-eyed warrior let out a scream, and his head fell back heavily on the ground, and a mouthful of blood was spit out from his mouth, mixed with a few broken teeth.

"Damn, does he really dare to do it?"

"Fuck him!"

Everyone was shocked at first, and then reacted one after another, roaring and rushing towards Song Ping.

It doesn't matter what fighting alone, it's Song Ping who gets it.

Song Ping immediately unfolded the Black Tiger Movement, dodging left and right among the crowd, and at the same time punched back.

In terms of strength and speed, compared with these people, Song Ping is not outstanding.

Especially now that he has just converted the true qi in his body to the third level of Xuanyuan Gong, the true qi in his body cannot fully match the Black Tiger Kung Fu.

However, in terms of the mastery of the skills, Song Ping has completely mastered the black tiger skills, and coupled with his ability to predict, he can be said to be completely crushed against these three or four acquired fighters.

bang bang bang...

After a dozen or so breaths, everyone in the room, except the middle-aged man with mustache, had all collapsed.

"It turns out that he has some strength, no wonder he is so defiant." The middle-aged man with mustache sneered.

After all, without being wordy, he got up and punched Song Ping suddenly.

This punch was powerful and full of scorching heat.

This is the powerhouse of the acquired five-layer realm.

Whether it is speed or strength, it is obviously much better than Song Ping.

Song Ping didn't dare to be negligent, he stepped forward like a tiger, and leaned to the side, narrowly dodging.

boom!The middle-aged man with the mustache followed closely with a punch.

Punch after punch, fists intertwined, like a violent storm, Song Ping was not given any chance to breathe, and he wanted to use the most brutal methods to quickly defeat Song Ping.

However, after more than a dozen punches in a row, Song Ping still couldn't do anything about it. Instead, Song Ping seized the opportunity and counterattacked with a few punches, forcing the middle-aged man with a mustache to panic.

"You bastard who doesn't know what to do, I will beat you to death today!" The middle-aged man with a mustache was completely annoyed when he couldn't attack for a long time.

Immediately, he stopped showing mercy to his fellow disciples, and pulled out the long knife hanging from his waist with a "clang".

Swish swish!
After a few stabs, Song Ping was suddenly forced into danger.

His saber skills are obviously superior to his boxing skills.

Song Ping's eyes sharpened, he turned over, picked up the fish-scale gold back knife from the bed, and was about to kill someone.

After going through three worlds, how could he have suffered such grievances? If he didn't want to stay in the Crazy Sword Sect to learn more martial arts secrets, he would have killed the Triangle-Eyed Warrior and others just now.

At worst, he would kill someone, and then find a chance to escape from the Crazy Sword Sect. The world is so big, so I don't believe that there is no other place for him to learn.

Just at this moment, there was a loud shout at the door.

"stop!"

At the same time, there was a loud bang, and the middle-aged man with a mustache was kicked flying from behind.

The middle-aged man with mustache screamed and smashed his head into a hole in the wooden wall, fell heavily outside the wooden house, and passed out immediately.

Song Ping put away his saber and stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Liang!"

Standing at the door was a young man in black, with a hooked nose, a long thin face, and a gloomy expression.

This person is called Liang Fang.

Song Ping had met at Sun Haiyun's place before, and was one of Sun Haiyun's personal inner disciples.

Seeing that Song Ping was ignoring it, Liang Fang relaxed a little, nodded and said, "Master saw that you haven't been there for a long time, so let me come over to see what's going on. It turned out that I was delayed by these ignorant things."

Song Ping was a little ashamed. In fact, he had time to go there before, but he was just busy with cultivation and didn't take Sun Haiyun's matter to heart.

"Come on, follow me to see Master."

Liang Fang turned around and left, ignoring the other outer disciples in the room.

Song Ping followed behind.

It wasn't until Song Ping's figure disappeared in the distance that the triangular-eyed fighters in the room finally got up, and they couldn't help panicking.

"This newcomer is actually related to inner disciples? Why didn't I find out before?"

"Damn it, it looks like we've hit a snag this time."

"I remember this senior brother Liang I met before, it seems to be in the Elder's Pavilion..."

"Hiss, Elder Pavilion?"

Hearing the background of Senior Brother Liang, the other outer disciples couldn't help but gasp.

Being able to appear in the Elder's Pavilion, it seems that Senior Brother Liang has a higher status than they imagined.

But then someone said: "In my opinion, you don't need to worry. If Senior Brother Liang really wanted to embarrass us, he wouldn't have just left just now. Maybe this newcomer just has a little relationship with the top."

With that said, everyone felt a little relieved.

Immediately, everyone ran outside the house and helped the middle-aged man with mustache up.

After a while of zhenqi channeling, the middle-aged man with a mustache woke up slowly. He looked at the people around him with a confused expression.

"Just... what happened?"

So everyone told him in detail what happened just now.

The triangular-eyed martial artist sighed: "I never thought that this newcomer would actually know an inner sect disciple. If we had known about this earlier, we should have investigated it in advance. Brother Zhao, it seems that our beating this time is going to be for nothing, alas..."

While shaking his head and sighing, his eyes were secretly watching the expression of the middle-aged man with mustache.

As expected.

Hearing what the triangular-eyed martial artist said, the middle-aged man with a mustache immediately flew into a rage.

He grabbed the triangular-eyed martial artist by the collar and said angrily, "I, Zhao Mingguang, when was I beaten for nothing? Isn't he just an inner disciple? Don't tell me I don't have a backer? When he comes back, I must kill him." !"

Zhao Mingguang's saliva sprayed all over the face of the triangular-eyed warrior.

"Yes, yes, since Senior Brother Zhao is here in person, no matter what kind of backing that newcomer has, this time he's dead!"

"Brother Zhao calm down."

"Sure enough, Senior Brother Zhao is still domineering. Whether our senior brothers can take revenge, this time we can all depend on Senior Brother Zhao."...

Everyone chattered and complimented one after another.

This finally made Zhao Mingguang look a little better, and he let go of the collar of the triangular-eyed warrior, but his anger still persisted.

Someone asked for instructions: "Brother Zhao, what should we do next?"

Zhao Mingguang said ruthlessly: "You guys take turns watching here, as soon as he comes back, you will notify me immediately, and then I will see how I kill him!"

A killing intent flashed in Zhao Mingguang's eyes.

Before joining Crazy Sword Gate, he was a gangster who licked blood at the edge of his knife. Killing people was completely commonplace for him.

If it weren't for the scruples about the door rules, he would have been unscrupulous long ago.