purgatory artist

Chapter 460 Nine Serenities
People have been killed.

The knife has also been sheathed.

Under the eyes of everyone, Liu Ping walked up from the bottom of the pit step by step, pulled out the Baina knife stuck in the ground with one hand, and held Chu Yunshang with the other hand and said:

"let's go."

Chu Yunshang lowered her head and let him lead her towards the main road.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind:
"stop!"

Sure enough, Liu Ping stopped and looked back at Li Chaoguang.

"Your name is Liu Ping, right? You clearly agreed to me, but you turned your back on it and killed our family disciple." Li Chaoguang said.

"That's right." Liu Ping said.

"If everyone in the world is as treacherous as you are, then what kind of trust is there between people?" Li Chaoguang said.

Liu Pingdao: "Don't worry, in the entire human world, I'm afraid there won't be another person who dares to turn against you like this, so I'm the only one who lied to you—because I want his life, and you insist on protecting him, so Please bear with me."

Li Chaoguang said: "It happened for a reason, you two met each other in life and death, that's all, but you lied to me in public, so what?"

"How do you want to calculate?" Liu Ping asked.

"I represent the Wumeng and the Glory family. You lied to me in public. Therefore, I will issue a public notice that the Blood Heart faction is not allowed to join the Wumeng. It is not supported by the world's warriors. It is not allowed to participate in any official activities, nor will it receive any subsidies or grants. .” Li Chaoguang said.

"Okay, let's put it this way." Liu Ping said.

Li Chaoguang clasped his fists around again and said: "Everyone, the disciples of the family have accidentally injured others, and now they have paid the price with their lives. This matter is over, please go back."

All the warriors were silent, they clasped their fists one after another, flew into the sky, and quickly left.

In Liu Ping's mind, he had a higher opinion of Li Chaoguang.

The other party has a lot of experience, and his decision is very fast, he doesn't talk about the duel at all, he just grabs himself to deceive him and talk about it.

Because the duel is their fault.

But it was Liu Ping's fault to cheat in public.

Coupled with the fact that their disciple died, playing the sad card is really sympathetic.

It was swift, decisive, and effective.

soon.

The warriors all left.

Li Chaoguang didn't look at Liu Ping again, and left with a large group of people.

Chu Yunshang sighed and said:

"Liu Ping, I think we will have a very difficult time in the future."

"Are you afraid?" Liu Ping asked.

"Don't be afraid, the big deal is to find a barren mountain and farm by yourself." Chu Yunshang smiled sweetly.

"Correct."

As Liu Ping spoke, his eyes turned to the sky.

Everyone has left, but there is still one person still staying in the air.

It was a well-dressed young man.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, Your Excellency." The young man said.

He flew down, saluted, and handed a business card to Liu Ping, saying:
"Your Excellency, welcome to the Realm of Myriad Worlds, this is my business card, please have a look."

Liu Ping took it over and took a look, only to see that it read:

"Guizang Mountain·The Realm of Myriad Worlds branch."

"Manager: Bai Guo."

Return to Tibetan Mountain!
Liu Ping quickly remembered this organization.

When I went to the endless city, I got a coffin placed by myself in a past life from this institution.

How could they be here?

"You obviously know us. It seems that I don't need to explain too much." The man named Bai Guo said.

"I still don't know exactly what you guys do." Liu Ping said.

"We are interested in all valuable existences in civilization, and they are also the objects of our investment. You can regard us as a super-large collector of civilization essence." Bai Guo said.

"You're looking for me—"

"It's been a long time since I've seen you with such potential. Both of your knives are not ordinary, plus your wealth—" Bai Guo glanced at the ring on Liu Ping's finger.

Liu Ping suddenly understood.

It turned out that this guy saw that he had killed thousands of people by himself, and he was armed with Baina, double swords for suppressing prisons, and he was also wearing the private money of the King of Thorns, so he became interested in seeing him.

Bai Guo seemed to know what he was thinking, showing a professional smile and said:
"I'll leave you a contact information. If you have anything you want to buy or sell, or if you want to store something or post any tasks, you can come to me."

Liu Ping glanced at the business card again.

I saw lines of burning small characters quietly appearing, floating in front of Liu Ping's eyes:
"Personal contact card."

"Universal card."

"Using this card, you can directly contact the owner of the card through time and space."

"——This is a relatively rare contact card."

Liu Ping took the business card away, stretched out his hand to the other party and said, "Okay, I guess we will have many opportunities to cooperate, and we have it now."

"What do you want?" Bai Guo asked unexpectedly.

"The Blood Heart Flow Martial Arts Gym seems to be a rented venue, I want the title deed." Liu Ping said.

"Under the current situation, it seems that you have become enemies of the whole world, and this is not easy to do." Bai Guo laughed.

"How difficult is it to do?" Liu Ping asked.

"Even if you pile gold into a mountain, I'm afraid it won't work." Bai Guo said.

Liu Ping waved his hand indifferently.

boom! ! !
The mountain shook for a while.

Large swaths of smoke rose.

In the distance behind him, two mountains made of gold exude a faint, endless golden glow.

"Now there are two golden mountains, do you think it can be done?" Liu Ping asked.

Bai Guo was stunned for a long time, then took a sharp breath and said, "Boss is so arrogant, I... try..."

"Okay, looking forward to your news." Liu Ping said.

Bai Guo saluted slightly, then walked into the void and disappeared.

The two golden mountains disappeared with him.

——This time people are really gone.

"Let's go back too." Liu Ping said.

"Back to the martial arts hall?" Chu Yunshang asked.

"Of course, after playing all night, I'm a little hungry. Let's go back and have something to eat and sleep." Liu Ping yawned.

"Okay, sleep by the way." Chu Yunshang yawned.

……

the next day.

Blood Heart genre, martial arts.

Liu Ping is fighting against Chu Yunshang.

The title deed of the Martial Arts Hall has already been placed on the table beside it.

The two fought back and forth for seven or eight rounds, when Liu Ping suddenly jumped back and shouted:

"stop!"

"What's wrong?" Chu Yunshang asked.

"Fighting with spiritual power is basically like this. I have read the memories of many warriors...I always feel that something is missing."

He glanced at the rabbit on his shoulder and asked, "In a battle between two martial artists, it's about who can use the power of the world better, isn't it?"

"That's right." Rabbit said.

"So the world is the key, isn't it?"

"Yes, but the world can't fight by itself, it needs your help."

"Well……"

Liu Ping fell into deep thought.

Judging from the current situation, although powers such as spirits can double a person's strength, they are still not as good as Qiwei.

The spirit is the blessing of infinite power to the individual, and the individual still fights in the original way, but with some characteristics of the world spirit added.

Strange and Weird directly used the rules to form an almost unbreakable advantage.

For example, his own "super popular actor".

One sentence can seal a certain power of others.

and so--

The spirit is no match for the strange.

What kind of martial arts should be created to reverse this decline?
He was lost in thought.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

Liu Ping went to open the door.

I saw several martial artists wearing uniforms of the martial arts alliance standing outside.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ping asked.

"Because you don't belong to the Wumeng, Wumeng decided to take back the plaque of your Wumeng." The leader said.

"What? This plaque was made by the Wumeng?" Liu Ping asked in surprise.

"Of course." The martial artists nodded one after another.

Liu Ping looked back at Chu Yunshang.

"Yes, this plaque was made and issued by Wumeng." Chu Yunshang said.

"Okay, you take it away." Liu Ping waved his hand.

The martial artists looked at each other a few times, but they didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to.

"Come on, take down this plaque." The leader martial artist said.

Several people stepped forward together, quickly removed the plaque, and looked at Liu Ping together.

With a calm expression, Liu Ping cupped his fists and said:

"No delivery."

"Okay, farewell." The martial artists left holding the plaques.

Liu Ping closed the door, looked at Chu Yunshang and said, "What do you think?"

"The things they made, they took away, we have nothing to say." Chu Yunshang said.

She walked back to the martial arts hall, and soon appeared in front of Liu Ping holding a brand new plaque.

I saw a line of big characters written on the plaque:
"Blood and martial arts"

Here is a line of fine print:
"——Chu Yunshang Title"

Liu Ping took a few glances, recalled it, and said with a smile: "Yes, they can take away their things, but we made this ourselves, and no one has the right to take it away."

"That's right, that's the truth!" Chu Yunshang said happily.

Liu Ping stepped forward to take the plaque, carried it out of the door, and hung it in the middle above the gate again.

Close the door.

Liu Ping said: "Come on, let's fight again, I have some ideas that need to be polished."

"Okay, no problem." Chu Yunshang said.

The two returned to the hall and competed again.

Soon.

There was another knock on the door.

Liu Ping had no choice but to stop and go out to open the door.

I saw dozens of martial artists standing at the door.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ping asked.

"You have been expelled from the Martial Arts League, you can no longer hang the school plaque." One person said.

"We are also people who practice martial arts." Chu Yunshang said.

"But you don't belong to the Martial Arts League, so you can't use the martial arts plaque." Another person said.

Liu Pingdao: "Could it be that except for the Martial League, no one can practice martial arts?"

Everyone had a meal.

"That's not true, but all martial arts gyms in the world are under the management of the Martial Arts League." Another person said in a deep voice.

Liu Ping thought for a while, then swung his knife lightly.

At the bottom of the plaque, two small characters were added:

"Nine secluded."

He put away the knife and said, "From now on, we do not belong to the Wumeng, but we belong to 'Jiuyou'."

"Jiuyou?" Everyone said in unison.

"Yes, it is an organization of warriors on an equal footing with the Wumeng. All internal affairs are not under the jurisdiction of outsiders—your Wumeng naturally can't control our 'Jiuyou' affairs." Liu Ping said.

Everyone was a little apprehensive for a moment.

In this way, it seems that there is no problem. After all, if there is an organization like the Wumeng, why can't there be other similar organizations?
but--

"The Realm of Ten Thousand Realms has only one military institution, the Martial League, which determines everything in this world." A martial artist said.

"Jiuyou doesn't decide everything in the world, it only decides how it should live its own life," Liu Ping said, "Go back and pass a word to your storyteller—"

He said calmly:

"I, Liu Ping, am the Lord of the Netherworld, and then..."

"If the Wumeng wants to bully us, Jiuyou, then be prepared to die."

The voice fell.

A line of burning small characters suddenly jumped out:
"There are still three days before the next outbreak of the tide of nightmares."

"Start the countdown!"

(End of this chapter)