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Chapter 411 Saving People (Add more updates for the leader Lucky_Roy!)
In the wilderness, a gigantic sword light that covered the sky and the sun crashed down.

The battle has begun!

The three teams immediately stopped and surrounded the shadow.

After all, they were the three powerhouses who defeated all competitors, and they and their followers were not so easy to deal with.

The gate of the town.

Liu Ping didn't pay attention to the battle situation at all, just pulled out the Baina knife, and asked softly: "Is there any way for me to see the sequence here again?"

"What do you want to do?" Bai Nadao asked.

"I want to study it to see what secrets it has." Liu Ping said.

"My power can only help you defeat it—my only ability is to kill the enemy, and I'm not interested in studying them," Bainadao said.

"Okay, how do we defeat it?" Liu Ping asked, spreading his hands.

"You have to study it first." Bai Nadao said.

Liu Ping was silent.

Baina Knife hummed: "Listen, I need to have more knowledge and secrets to support me before I can find a way to defeat this sequence."

Liu Ping said: "Knowledge and secrets..."

——If more knowledge and secrets are needed, then the best way is to master the nightmare technique of this world and obtain the authority of the underground palace.

"After all, I still have to kill one, but why am I so upset?"

Liu Ping snapped his fingers, and continued: "Understood, I'm upset because I didn't want to kill, but I was thrown into this killing mechanism and had to use other people's lives to keep myself alive."

He looked out over the moor.

I saw that the battle between the two sides was gradually heating up, and my own shadow had already used the magic face sword.

Even so, the shadow was hit by something, and the moment he used the knife technique, he flew backwards.

Shadows can no longer be besieged!

Liu Ping suddenly patted on the scabbard.

In the wilderness, the shadow that belonged to him immediately flew back and landed beside him.

"then."

Shadow handed over a card.

"Is this the loot?" Liu Ping took the card, only to see it was a trap card.

"I guess you are finally going to get serious." Shadow said.

"That's right, it's too bad for us to be besieged by three parties like this—and I never like being forced to fight." Liu Ping said.

"It seems you want to dig out the real secret?" Shadow asked.

"Yes, I have a strong interest." Liu Ping said.

"waiting for your good news."

After the shadow finished speaking, it disappeared in front of Liu Ping.

Liu Ping's expression gradually became solemn.

He took a stance on the spot, drew out the prison knife, and slashed into the void with all his strength——

The trap card disappeared instantly.

At the same time, lines of burning small characters flashed in the void:
"You have activated the power of the Prison Suppressing Knife: Suppressing Life."

"Time and space began to peel off."

"Attention, your strength has been raised to the strange level, and you can completely control the power of this knife."

"You have specified a period of space-time stripping!"

The blade fell.

Everything around disappeared in an instant, only the endless nothingness, howling like a strong wind.

A flash.

The whole world appears again.

Liu Ping found himself sitting on a comfortable chair, with a beautiful crystal cup in his hand, which contained amber liquid, emitting magnificent light and shadow under the dim sunlight.

This is the bar.

The bartender stood behind the bar, smiled and said, "This is the best human wine we can find, brother Liu, as long as you like it."

Liu Ping looked towards the void.

I saw lines of burning small characters popping up quickly:

"Using the power of 'suppressing life', you cut out everything that happened after this moment, turning it into a parallel world peeled off from time and space."

"You come back to this moment."

Liu Ping glanced over, and then looked at the bartender, only to see that the bartender was still expectantly waiting for his answer.

"One thousand and seven hundred years of aging, the best spiritual fruit wine on the practice side, 700 ingredients, you are interested." He said.

when!
A gold coin landed on the bar, making a pleasant sound.

"Thank you Brother Liu!"

Just like last time, the bartender held the gold coin with both hands and carefully took it back.

At this time, two beautiful girls walked up to Liu Ping with baskets, bowed down and shouted sweetly:
"Brother Liu, look."

Liu Ping knew without looking that there were strips of soft diapers inside.

"It's no wonder that you have learned needlework—yes, these should be enough, let's drink tea, my treat."

He casually grabbed a handful of gems and stuffed them into the hands of the two beautiful girls.

The two girls giggled and said, "Thank you Brother Liu."

The door of the bar opened.

A thin man walked in.

Liu Ping directly waved at him and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, come and sit directly, don't worry, I won't kill you—give me the milk bottle in your arms first."

The skinny man was startled.

"It's a prophet..."

He muttered something in a low voice, and walked slowly to Liu Ping.

"Sit down, don't be cautious." Liu Ping said.

The man took out a colorful feeding bottle from his arms and placed it in front of Liu Ping.

"It is polished with fifteen kinds of transparent ores, and has triple functions of heat preservation, cooling, and automatic cleaning. It is the strongest milk bottle that I can make within the scope of my ability."

He said.

"The things are good, but the matter between us is not over yet." Liu Ping put away the bottle and said with a smile.

The man hurriedly said: "My lord, I know many secrets, these secrets are extremely valuable, and should be able to make up for—"

"Stop!" Liu Ping stopped him, "Let's not talk about secrets for now."

"My lord, I actually have something to tell you." The man said.

Liu Ping waved his hands, and said eloquently, "I know what you're going to say—"

"You have already failed. Your fate is to turn into a head again and become a source of nutrients for the nightmare dungeon."

"The only way you can get out is to be accepted as a slave by me when I win this battle - the Nightmare Dungeon recognizes this method."

"Actually, what you are really good at is making utensils, not fighting head-on, so relying on your own strength, you can't survive in the underground palace at all—"

"If I am willing to accept you, can you make many things for me?"

After Liu Ping finished speaking, he looked at the man.

The man was dumbfounded.

Liu Ping smiled, stretched out his hand and knocked on the table.

People in the bar stood up one after another and walked out.

The bartender wiped the table clean, served Liu Ping another glass of wine, and was the last one to walk out of the bar and stand guard outside the door.

It wasn't until everything around him returned to silence that the man woke up like a dream.

He hurriedly said: "If I knew you were a prophet, I should have come earlier—my lord, I am willing to be your slave."

"I won't accept people casually." Liu Ping said.

The man hurriedly said: "Sir, a prophet like you must be very interested in secrets, I know many secrets, as long as you—"

"Stop!" Liu Ping interrupted him, "I know a lot of your secrets, but you may not. If you tell some things, your life will be lost."

The man was stunned for a while, then suddenly shivered.

"Thank you for reminding me, my lord, I almost forgot about it, around us—"

He looked around into the void, with a look of vigilance on his face, and he didn't say any more.

Liu Ping casually summoned a bottle of wine and put an empty glass on the table.

"If you want to be my subordinate, you must first fight with me."

"My lord, are there any rules?" the man asked.

"Just attack as you please," Liu Ping said.

The man was apprehensive for a while, then suddenly stood up and rushed towards Liu Ping.

Liu Ping glanced at him.

Read the knife!

As if struck by lightning, the man took a few steps back and fell back on his seat.

A line of small burning characters floated in the void:

"In prison mode, he was defeated."

"His soul is yours."

Liu Ping opened the wine and filled the empty glass.

"Welcome, from now on, you are my subordinate - we deserve a drink to celebrate now."

The cup was placed in front of the man.

The man showed joy, raised his glass and said, "Your Excellency, I respect you."

Liu Ping raised his wine glass, took a sip, and sighed:
"It's not easy, I saved you."

The man had just drank the wine in the glass, and when he heard this, his face showed a puzzled expression.

Liu Ping said: "Don't ask other things, let me ask you, can you build some powerful attack and defense equipment?"

The man patted his chest and said: "Of course! In the past, I relied on this ability to create a 'Noah'-class Void Shenzhou when the world was destroyed. I am good at building defense and attack equipment."

Liu Ping said: "Go ahead, how long will it take to establish an offensive and defensive front for this small town?"

"I have some things that I have built a long time ago, and they can be used in this small town with a little modification. About ten minutes will be enough." The man said.

"Very good, if you want to do something, everyone in the town can use it, and let those who want to be rewarded come to me." Liu Ping said.

"understood."

"By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Wang Zhonggong."

"Good name, let's go."

"Yes."

Men came out of the bar and started calling out men to set up offensive and defensive lines for the entire town.

Liu Ping took a sip from his wine glass, and looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

There is still a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour later, the killing in all directions was about to begin.

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