After binding with the rich school beauty, I became a martial god by lying flat

"Chen Ping, yes, it's me."

Hearing this, Chen Ping's eyes flashed with surprise. Looking at the ancient mecha, although he guessed that it was Li Xinyi who was driving it, he didn't expect that Li Xinyi would possess Long Hao and drive the ancient mecha to attack him.

Under the law of judgment, Li Xinyi's consciousness was cleared, but Long Hao survived.

It seems that Long Hao was not judged as evil, so he was not wiped out.

"Thank you!" Chen Ping thanked.

Long Hao's voice was still calm: "I owe you a life. In return, I will hold Ye Fan for you." Before he finished speaking, the power in the ancient mecha burst out again and rushed towards Ye Fan at a very fast speed.

Ye Fan's face changed suddenly. He didn't expect Long Hao to be alive. He regained consciousness at such a critical moment and controlled the mecha to hinder him.

Damn it! It was almost there!

The ancient mecha quickly pounced on Ye Fan, waving the laser sword. The powerful force pressed the air to vibrate. Ye Fan's water prison couldn't trap the huge ancient mecha at all.

Ye Fan's face was solemn. He wanted to stop Chen Ping from rescuing Zhao Yue and Xu Qingli, but he found that it would be even more disadvantageous if the ancient mecha rushed over.

Forget it, Chen Ping was almost exhausted anyway, so he let him go. After all, those people were six-level martial masters, with a large number of people and a great chance of defeating Chen Ping.

On the other side, Chen Ping did not hesitate at all, seized this rare opportunity, and quickly rushed to the battlefield of Zhao Yue and Xu Qingli.

The moment Chen Ping stepped into the battlefield, the atmosphere immediately became very tense.

The eyes of the martial masters standing opposite were like sharp blades, pointing directly at his heart. However, these martial masters did not act immediately.

Chen Ping's eyes were firm, without showing any fear, but flashing with a fiery fighting spirit.

Some martial masters took the initiative to attack Chen Ping.

All kinds of attacks rained down on Chen Ping. Sword lights, knife shadows, and Qi intertwined into fierce attacks, like a torrent, drowning Chen Ping in an instant.

Chen Ping did not panic. He took a deep breath, and the Qi and blood in his body surged like a tide, instantly gathering into a huge force. His body dodged quickly like a ghost, and the sword lights and knife shadows almost brushed past his body.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

With his low shout, thousands of sword lights instantly formed above his head, and the sword lights slashed out like a tornado. The violent sword lights instantly turned into countless sharp sword lights, as if to tear the world apart. This force quickly spread and covered a surrounding area. Those Wuzong felt a strong sense of oppression and tried to dodge in fear, but without exception, they were slashed by these countless sword lights and died instantly.

Under the powerful force of Wanjian Guizong, almost no Wuzong could withstand this fierce attack. Blood splattered and bodies fell to the ground.

After seeing this scene, the fear and panic in the eyes of other Wuzong who were originally preparing to test it quickly spread.

Without any hesitation, they turned around and retreated quickly, fearing that they would become the next target.

"Can you escape?" Chen Ping's eyes flashed with murderous intent. These were all his power banks. He didn't want to let go of these fleeing Wuzong.

He once again activated the power of Qi and blood, and his speed soared. With a flash of his figure, he chased after them.

The wind whistled under his feet, and his body chased those Wuzong like a flash of lightning.

As the distance got closer, several thunder blade qi shot out from the thunder knife and rushed directly to the fleeing Wuzong.

"Bang bang bang!" With a few loud noises, several Wuzong who tried to escape were pierced through the chest by the sword qi, and fell to the ground with a bang, and their breath was gone.

Chen Ping did not stop, and continued to move towards the fleeing Wuzong, hunting like the wind. Every time he swung his sword, a Wuzong fell.

Like a cold killing machine, without the slightest mercy or hesitation.

The formation of the Wuzongs that surrounded Zhao Yue and Xu Qingli immediately collapsed, and the originally orderly attack became chaotic.

The rhythm of the battle had long been completely controlled by Chen Ping. With his Thunder Blade in hand, every time he swung his sword, he could tear the air and bring a violent thunderous sound, which the enemies around him could not resist at all.

"Man and sword become one!"

Chen Ping suddenly shouted, and a golden light flew out of his body and merged with the Longquan Sword, turning into an indestructible golden giant sword.

The golden sword light was like lightning, slashing at the enemy at a high speed.

Seeing this, the remaining Wuzong began to retreat, but it was too late.

Chen Ping's speed was like a tiger out of a cage, tearing through their defensive line in an instant and killing several Wuzong.

A powerful Wu Zong tried to confront Chen Ping, full of vigor and displayed powerful moves, but under the flash of Chen Ping's sword, allSome attacks were easily cut off like fragile paper.

His blood spilled on the ground, turning into a lifeless corpse.

The martial masters who were watching from a distance had already run away without a trace.

Chen Ping held the Thunder Blade, his body covered in blood, and his expression was grim.

After killing these martial masters, his physical and mental strength was not consumed, but recovered a lot.

Chen Ping stepped across the battlefield full of corpses.

Xu Qingli and Zhao Yue stood not far away. There were several powerful martial masters around them, who were attacking them frantically, trying to take them down in one fell swoop, so as to threaten Chen Ping to surrender.

"Let them go!" Chen Ping roared, and his figure rushed over in an instant, raising the Thunder Blade high, and bursting out a deafening thunder.

The martial masters standing next to Xu Qingli and Zhao Yue turned their heads, and when they saw Chen Ping approaching quickly, their faces immediately became extremely solemn.

"Damn it, how could he be so strong? He killed so many of us at once!"

Seeing Chen Ping's momentum not diminishing, but becoming even more powerful, fear began to spread in their hearts, and even one Wu Zong had already had the idea of ​​escaping in his heart.

The battle was not suspenseful at all. Chen Ping killed a Wu Zong directly at the first sight, and then used the golden giant sword to sweep across and cut another Wu Zong in half.

The remaining Wu Zong wanted to escape, but they were all chased and killed by Chen Ping.

After killing the Wu Zongs who attacked Zhao Yue and Xu Qingli, Chen Ping felt that the resentment in his heart had subsided a lot.

Zhao Yue and Xu Qingli were already weak, and when they saw Chen Ping break through the siege of a group of Wu Zongs and come to their side, they felt a warm feeling in their hearts.

"Are you all right?" Looking at their injuries, Chen Ping's eyes flashed with heartache.

"We are fine, you came in time." Zhao Yue's mouth curled up.

Xu Qingli also smiled slightly. Although she was exhausted, her eyes still shone with tenacity. She always believed that Chen Ping would come to save them.

At some point, Chen Ping had become a person she could fully trust in her heart.