purgatory artist

Chapter 452

Open your eyes.

Chu Yunshang found herself lying on a comfortable chair.

This is the inner cabin of a flying shuttle, through the window you can see the starry sky and the earth outside.

The music is soothing.

She stood up suddenly.

"Relax, Chu Yunshang."

A voice sounded.

Chu Yunshang turned his head and saw that it was an old man in a suit and leather shoes. He had been standing there since just now until Chu Yunshang woke up.

"You are?" Chu Yunshang asked alertly.

"I'm the housekeeper next to you, you can just call me Uncle Zhao." The old man smiled.

He tilted his head slightly, motioning Chu Yunshang to look at the emblem on the wall behind him.

Chu Yunshang looked at the emblem, and his face changed.

"I've also heard about your great power," Chu Yunshang said sarcastically, "but you caught me on this shuttle while I wasn't prepared. Is this the Glory family that fights against nightmares?"

The old man sighed and said, "I'm really sorry. Originally, we entrusted the people below to handle this matter, but it's a pity that the people below failed."

"32 martial arts gyms?" Chu Yunshang said.

"Yes, but we didn't target you. They made a mistake when they understood it." The old man said regretfully.

"Oh? Almost destroyed my martial arts school, is it also a deviation?" Chu Yunshang sneered.

"I hope you can understand," the old man said, "For a person like our young master, just saying a word is extremely important to the people below."

"Since you are such a big shot, why make things difficult for a small female martial artist like me?" Chu Yunshang said.

"You have the authority to make a referral—that World Spirit is very powerful, and our son needs its allegiance." The old man said.

Chu Yunshang was expressionless, pursing her lips tightly.

The old man seemed to think of something, and said gently: "I know you have complaints in your heart, but fortunately your level of utilization of spirits has been raised to the second level, and even has a little advanced meaning, so you also have a generous reward."

"remuneration?"

"As long as you donate that referral authority, you can stay and serve our young master - this is an opportunity that many people dream of, I hope you don't miss it."

"Hahaha." Chu Yunshang suddenly laughed.

"How? As long as you agree, I will take you to see the young master now, and speak respectfully later." The old man said.

"I refuse." Chu Yunshang said.

The smile on the old man's face slowly disappeared.

"Miss Chu Yunshang, you may not understand that the young master has dedicated too much to mankind in order to fight against those nightmare ghosts." He said slowly.

"He wanted to steal my things, didn't he?" Chu Yunshang said.

"Unfortunately, it seems that I have to let you know what will happen if you go against our young master." The old man said.

He casually stretched out his hand and directly grabbed Chu Yunshang's neck.

……

the other side.

In the martial arts school of the blood heart school.

Liu Ping stood there thinking for a moment, then said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Rabbit asked excitedly.

"Originally, a friend was waiting for me here, but she disappeared. I want to find her." Liu Ping said.

"What, I thought you were going to kill someone." The rabbit sighed listlessly.

"I'm actually a little hesitant... After all, I haven't learned how to use spirits yet. Would it be too much to kill people directly?" Liu Pingcheng said sincerely.

"You still don't know how to use my power?" Rabbit stared and said, "Since you don't even know how to use your spirit, how can you kill people?"

"So I'm hesitating." Liu Ping said flatly.

Rabbit didn't understand at all.

Sudden.

Suddenly there was a sound outside.

The door of the martial arts hall was pushed open.

Several fighters rushed in and shouted loudly: "Quick! That chick has been taken away, before the others react, hurry up and see what else is worth taking, such as the secrets of exercises and the like— —gold and silver property is also fine!"

"Yes!"

The others responded abruptly.

Liu Ping stood in the martial arts hall, listening quietly.

Rabbit squinted his eyes, took a peek at Liu Ping, and whispered, "What are you hesitating about?"

"Too……"

Liu Ping lowered his head and said in a soft voice: "It's hard to persuade the damned with good words, you can't help but be merciful."

boom! ! !
His whole body was like a whistling lightning, instantly coming out through the window.

There was a cold light in the courtyard outside.

This knife was so fast that the warriors didn't even have any reaction, their bodies had already been cut open.

Liu Ping fell to the ground, holding a knife in one hand, and holding down the last remaining person with the other.

"To move is to die."

he said slowly.

Feeling the coldness of the blade on his neck, the man froze completely and did not dare to move.

Liu Ping raised his hand and pressed it on his forehead.

Soul search!

A breath is fleeting.

Liu Pingdao: "It turns out that they are students from Tengfei Martial Arts School. Your instructor didn't come by himself, but sent you to snatch things—whatever, I'll be a warning."

The long knife lightly touches everything.

Heads fall.

Liu Ping strode out of the martial arts hall, and stretched out his hand without looking back.

The heads of those who had been chopped off flew out one after another, fell to the ground, and piled up in a bunch.

Liu Ping raised his slender fingers, made a random tactic, and said in a low voice:

"Nine Nether Thousand Soul Banner, reappear!"

A strange breath emanated from him.

I saw several phantoms of human figures appearing in the void. They were originally floating in the air, and they were about to head towards an unknown place——

When the aura on Liu Ping's body dispersed, these phantoms seemed to have sensed something, and began to struggle desperately.

But to no avail.

They fell and were detained behind Liu Ping, turning into balls of dim light the size of fists.

These rays of light seeped into each human head.

surgery into.

Burning small characters instantly appeared:

"You have spent your strange power, transformed it into spiritual power, and released the cultivation technique: Nine Nether Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

"Since the power of this technique comes from strange power, the power of this technique will reach its maximum."

Liu Ping glanced at it, and said to the back: "You guys are here to guard the gate. If anyone comes again, you can persuade them to leave. If anyone doesn't leave, you can come and tell me."

Behind him, the pile of heads opened their eyes together, and said with a humble expression:
"Yes, Master."

Liu Ping looked towards the other side of the street tens of meters away.

The Tengfei Martial Arts Hall is at that location.

——It is the nearest martial arts school from here, no wonder they sent people here as soon as they got the news.

Liu Ping was about to take a step, but saw the door of the martial arts gym over there burst open.

A middle-aged man in martial arts uniform led dozens of people and shouted loudly: "Killed in the street!"

Liu Ping looked at him and said, "You are the owner of Tengfei Martial Arts? I have something to ask you, do you know where Chu Yunshang went?"

"I am the owner of Tengfei Pavilion," the middle-aged man said angrily, "It seems that your martial artist is not here, I will teach you a lesson for her today, and let you know the meaning of the words "killing for life."

After he finished talking about the scene, he was about to open up a world to wrap Liu Ping in, but found a little accident.

——For some reason, I couldn’t release my own power.

Ling didn't respond to himself either.

In the end what happened?
The middle-aged man suddenly noticed something and looked down.

He saw a headless corpse lying on the ground, blood spurting from the neck.

How is this going?

The middle-aged man was a little dazed.

My brain seemed to be turned into a paste, and I couldn't think of anything.

But he saw a rabbit flying wildly in mid-air, roaring wildly:

"Kill kill kill kill!"

"Come on, Liu Ping!"

Amidst the noisy voice, a hand stretched out, gently grabbed the hair, and lifted the head up.

——Liu Ping.

"Feel sorry."

He said apologetically.

"You spend too much time talking on the scene, and you don't know how to break through the spirit's power defense first—so I have to strike first and kill you all."

"Because you want to search for the soul, so you sealed your consciousness and took your last breath. I hope you understand."

After Liu Ping finished speaking, he pressed his other hand on the man's forehead.

Take a breath.

He showed a look of joy, and said softly: "Understood, so the proper nouns in the introductory booklet of blood heart and martial arts talk about these meanings..."

"It's a pity you don't know her whereabouts."

"Looks like I'll have to ask someone else."

A loose hand.

The head fell down.

Dozens of human heads gathered together, all opened their eyes, and lined up behind Liu Ping.

In front of Liu Ping is a street full of blood.

He took a step forward and walked through the corpse bush, stepping on bloody footprints step by step.

(End of this chapter)