purgatory artist

Chapter 353
Since the advent of the cult.

For hundreds of years, evil things have always been able to use various means, either to confuse people into joining cults, or to assassinate strong people secretly, or to parasitize people who practice martial arts.

The experience of countless blood and tears has made human beings deeply fearful.

and so.

When Liu Ping performed Qilin Slash, because he couldn't control his moves, the Fire Qilin flew towards the statue of Zhu Rong enshrined in the center of the ruined temple.

Unexpectedly, the idol couldn't help but move.

Just this one-

In the main hall, Sect Leader Li, Zongmen Zhao and five elders from the two sects disappeared from their original places.

They surrounded the statue of Zhu Rong, drew their weapons, and roared in unison:

"kill!"

under night.

The entire temple exploded with a bang, and the flames and ice turned into wisps of light and shadow dancing chaotically, scattered like stars in the torrential rain.

Liu Ping stepped back in the wind, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He was caught off guard when he saw that giant besieged by the two masters and five elders with all their might.

well.

If the fight continues like this, the evil thing will undoubtedly die.

The only thing to worry about is——

Why is it sitting on the sidelines here?

Liu Ping turned his head and swept towards the mountains, cliffs, streams and rocky slopes in the darkness.

suddenly.

In a bamboo forest, densely packed small characters quietly floated:

"Evil bone lurker."

"Evil bone lurker."

"..."

It turned out that there was an ambush. Once the temple was successful and the human race was defeated, the bamboo forest outside would launch a surprise attack and wipe out everyone.

With a stretch of Liu Ping's figure, all the flames on the long knife in his hand were completely extinguished.

The long knife is sheathed.

His whole body merged into the night rain, and he slid down towards the bamboo forest in the wind without a sound.

Boom!
He landed in front of the bamboo forest, pulled out the long knife and shook it lightly.

I saw a cluster of flames jumping out from the tip of the knife.

"Can you help cover it up? I want to preserve my strength as much as possible, and I don't want others to know the strength of a 15-year-old kid. After all, I just entered the sect."

Liu Ping said.

The flame jumped.

boom--

far away.

There was a violent roar from the temple, and the flames shot up into the sky, reflecting the torrential rain in the night sky.

The scene suddenly became extremely chaotic, and all the disciples were overwhelmed with self-care. Those with higher standards rushed up to surround the temple, ready to participate in the attack at all times.

The boiling flames continued to burst and flash, flickering and flickering, reflecting the hideous figure of the monster.

The masters walked back and forth, releasing a series of killing moves from time to time.

The evil thing roared, trying to sneak into the darkness again, but there was no chance.

People surrounded the temple, holding up torches.

Everyone's attention was focused on the evil thing, so no one noticed Liu Ping's situation.

"Beautiful job." Liu Ping praised, put away the knife and walked into the bamboo forest.

The wind is long and the rain is urgent.

The mountains and forests are like waves.

Liu Ping walked in the bamboo forest and said, "Come on, since you guys want to play ambushes, how about we have a good time?"

The rustling sound came along with the wind.

The monsters moved.

Liu Ping smiled, and in a flash, he sank into the dense forest and disappeared under the cover of the night.

The evil creatures became restless and scattered in all directions, looking for Liu Ping's trace.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

——After dozens of breaths.

Liu Ping stood deep in the bamboo forest, with a long knife in his hand piercing the head of an evil creature.

The blade shook, and the head of the evil thing burst open.

Two lines of small burning characters quickly appeared:
"The mission of Destroying Fire is progressing well."

"The death of evil things will be burned by the flames and turned into the mighty power of the law of fire."

Liu Ping glanced over, sighed and said:

"I rarely meet an opponent who can play a normal game. It feels really good."

at his feet.

All the monsters had their heads cut off and fell to the ground, blood dripping from the headless corpses.

The fire light floated on the tip of the knife, like a candle in the night, like an eye pupil watching Liu Ping.

"Burn the corpse and don't let anyone find it, can it be done?" Liu Ping urged.

The flame jumped.

"Okay, hard work."

Liu Ping put away the knife, turned around and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Behind him, a flaming red lotus without any power fluctuations gushed out from the ground, enveloping all the monsters and gradually melting them away.

Everything seems to have never happened.

at the same time.

in front of the temple.

The evil thing pretending to be the statue of Zhu Rong fell to the ground.

Master Li held the knife and cut off the monster's head. He looked at it carefully and said, "This is a rare evil that has killed many of us."

"Hahaha! I heard that this thing is good at mimicry, and it is very rare. It's a fluke to kill one and one less! It's a fluke!" Sect Master Zhao laughed while leaning on an iron rod.

Everyone was more or less injured, so they rested on the spot and counted their hands.

"Liu Ping is gone!"

Zhang Pinghe shouted suddenly.

Sect Leader Li's expression froze, he stood up abruptly, and was about to speak when he heard a voice coming from a distance in the night rain:
"Who said I was missing."

Liu Ping.

He limped in front of the crowd and said with a wry smile: "Master, that move was really out of control, please punish."

Everyone was silent, and suddenly burst into laughter at the same time.

Zongzhu Zhao stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "No one will punish you. It's a good thing you took the risk this time and smashed through the evil thing's hiding place in one fell swoop, otherwise we will all end badly."

Sect Leader Li glanced at him and saw that he was not injured, so he said angrily: "In the next journey, you practice beheading the unicorn for me a hundred times a day."

"Ah! There are too many, Master!" Liu Ping said with a bitter face.

"This time it's your luck. Next time, if you don't pay attention and hurt your own people, I'll see what you're going to do. A hundred times—remember?"

"……Yes."

Although the temple has been destroyed, there are still more than half of the places where you can shelter from the rain.

Everyone stopped talking about the discussion, and quickly lit a fire to cook. After eating, they arranged manpower to patrol and rest alternately.

Silent all night.

The sky was just slightly bright, and the two headmasters immediately ordered to leave.

The crowd packed up quickly, and it didn't take long before they all got on their horses and ran towards the capital.

After they left.

Two more hours passed.

A giant python poked its head out from under the temple, spit out a letter, and searched around.

"Ambush failed."

"...strange, obviously a team was arranged to be in charge of the ambush, why is there no trace of their fighting?"

The giant python swam towards the bamboo forest.

It suddenly found a footprint, but the next moment——

The footprints seemed to be melted by fire, and they were sunken in an instant, and the original appearance could not be seen.

The giant python was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Damn the law."

It turned around, quickly retreated into the temple, and disappeared into the ground.

……

a few days later.

Beijing.

Zhang Pinghe, the chief disciple of the Demon Mountain Sect, brought Liu Ping along, and was meeting with the core disciples of several other sects.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm going down the Zhangping River."

"Who is this--"

"I'm the head disciple of Bailing Temple, Liu Ping."

"Oh, very good. I have heard the name of the magic mountain sect's fists and kicks, and the sword technique of Bailing Temple. They are also very famous. Why don't we come to learn a lesson or two?"

"Haha, come on, just compete with Zhang Pinghe, don't fight with Junior Brother Liu."

"Why is this?"

"He just got started, and he couldn't hold back his moves. A few days ago, he summoned the fire unicorn with one move, and burned out the evil things lurking in the temple. Even I would have been burned to death on the spot if Master hadn't saved me."

"You really can't hold back?" someone asked.

"Ashamed, ashamed, I often make too much moves. Master ordered me to practice sword skills hard to avoid further casualties."

Liu Pingsheng was afraid that everyone would not believe him, so he drew his sword out of its sheath——

boom! ! !
Lie Yan exploded directly, almost consuming the surrounding tables, chairs and benches.

"Shut up—quickly stop!"

Everyone kept saying.

Liu Ping put the saber back into its sheath.

In an instant, all visions disappeared.

Only then did everyone heave a sigh of relief, and at the same time believed what he said.

——With such a talent, who the hell would fight him.

He didn't even know how he died, what a shame!
One person said:

"Oh——I know you. I heard that your friend was parasitized by a monster. You killed him with a single knife."

Another person said: "It seems that I was emotional at the time, plus I couldn't hold back the trick-this is understandable."

Another person said: "Hey, practice hard, your school's sword skills are too fierce, if you can't hold back your moves, you can't just compete with others."

"Yes, I will remember it." Liu Ping bowed his hands to everyone sincerely.

"Okay, don't gossip, Zhang Pinghe will fight with me."

"Why not?"

Everyone made room for the two of them.

Liu Ping sat on the side leisurely, chewing candy, watching the battle with squinted eyes.

(End of this chapter)