I really want to be a cook

He will not always calculate the greatest gains and losses.

He is one of the common people.

It's just because of the game board, because of time travel, that made him extraordinary.

He doesn't like to pursue strength, because he knows that he is not such a material, how can a hand holding a kitchen knife hold a murderous knife.

Even if he occupies the body of the original demon king, the core spirit is still him.

That little handsome chef in the rivers and lakes who can fly as well as fly, is a famous player in life.

How can such a core exert the strength of a generation of demon kings.

So he is actually very strong, but he still keeps telling himself that he is a weak chicken, because in this case, he will not have the confidence to do some stupid things.

Like now.

Angry thoughts dominated his will.

He felt that if he just watched Ying Tianqing leave like this, he would call himself a coward for the rest of his life.

Can he beat it?

Isn't it just a few years of life?

Isn't it possible to be schizophrenic?

Isn't it just playing a little bigger?

He can afford it!

With a sharp blade in his body, he will kill himself!

then--

Talent · Sovereignty.

Open!

"Get down! Die!"

"Hahaha!!!"

At this moment, Ying Tianqing obviously hasn't realized the seriousness of the matter.

It was as if he watched a great drama and saw a happy ending at the end.

He drank the wine in the jug in one gulp, and the jug rolled down from the tiles of the eaves.

"Finally said it, the climax of tonight finally appeared, happy!

This sweet sibling love is really delicious.

Good apprentice, that's it. Your kindness and love are only obstacles that bind you. After removing them, your knife can be faster and stronger.

If you want to kill those disgusting men, then pick up your knife! "

"Kill them!"

Wen Zhengjun held Miss Wen in his arms, but his eyes turned blood red again, matching the blood and tears at the corners of his eyes, it was extremely terrifying.

But before he could exert any strength, he was slapped down with a palm.

Wen Zhengjun only felt that a huge mountain fell directly from the sky, and he had to hold on tightly, unable to move a single bit.

Jiang Ping turned his palms over, without looking at him, and repeated to Ying Tianqing:

"Get down! Die!"

Ying Tianqing was scolded again and again, finally his expression became impatient, he stood up abruptly, confronting Jiang Ping tit for tat:

"I invited you to watch such a good show, but no one understood my intentions, and you dare to reprimand me again and again.

It seems that it is time for me, Ying Tianqing, to remind people of the name Miedu.

Let's go together! "

The old monster in green robe and Qiu Daoyu took a step back silently.

When the young master started this terrifying state, they knew that this evening was destined to be a one-man show for the young master.

Gray hair danced wildly behind him, Jiang Ping ran wildly on the ground, and then flew away.

Journey alone · Consummation.

Jiang Ping's figure was like light, and a series of afterimages appeared in midair, flying towards Ying Tianqing at top speed.

If you don't come down, I'll go up!

Ying Tianqing finally found out that something was wrong with Jiang Ping, his aura was too strong, so strong that he shouldn't belong to his realm.

Even the Great Master is nothing more than that.

And his unique aura.

He felt a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he felt it.

But at this moment, he is no longer allowed to think too much, his expression became solemn, his pupils turned purple, and the purple color on his face disappeared in a flash, and then he patted it with his palm:

"Purple Qi Sky Palm!"

boom!

The purple air turned into a sky net, covered the sky, and blatantly suppressed it.

Jiang Ping's body radiated golden light, and at the same time his figure skyrocketed, turning into a golden Arhat body.

Arhat Golden Body Consummation!

Ziqi Tianwang wrapped him up, but it didn't hold on for a moment under the skyrocketing golden body, and exploded directly.

The strength of the palm was broken, and Ying Tianqing's kung fu collapsed, and he couldn't help but step back, the energy was released under his feet, the roof directly cracked, and the rumble sounded again.

Ying Tianqing was covered in a layer of purple light, and she jumped up to fight Jiang Ping in mid-air.

clang clang! ! !

There was a crackling sound like a strike of iron, and Ying Tianqing's skin turned purple at this moment, his body seemed to be indestructible, and his defense power immediately increased greatly, which was actually on par with Jiang Ping's Arhat Golden Body.

Their fists and palms collided, their bodies collided, shrouded in golden and purple light and shadow, and they fought left and right, and they didn't know how many moves they were fighting in a moment.

Seeing two rays of light and shadow falling to the ground, supported by the earth, their skills went straight to twelve layers, and they slapped each other, hitting each other on the chest.

In the end, only a loud noise that seemed to shatter the eardrums erupted between the two of them.

Bang!

The huge wind and waves blow up the dust in the sky, which is even more psychedelic in today's dark environment.

Wait until the storm dissipates.

I saw that the white robe on Ying Tianqing's chest was broken, his face was red and purple, and finally he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, but he smiled at Jiang Ping.

"Very good, but it's a pity that you are one stage behind me."

I saw Jiang Ping standing there blankly, with a big purple handprint printed on his chest, and with a sound of 'Peng', his golden body shattered directly, and his body shrunk back to its original size, bleeding even from seven orifices.

But Jiang Ping suddenly broke away from the state of being neither sad nor happy, and grinned at Ying Tianqing, revealing his blood-stained gums:

"Sun thief, this is just the beginning!"

Talent · Attract stars!

Jiang Ping opened his hands wide, and a little green light suddenly appeared on the surrounding ground, like fireflies rushing towards Jiang Ping's moths.

His injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, black and white aura circulated on his face, which made his aura even more terrifying.

"Plundering vegetation to replenish itself, what kind of evil work is this?!"

"There is also the yin and yang qi of the original Dao veins, no, there is also the aura of other exercises mixed in, who are you?!"

Ying Tianqing is indeed a well-informed senior, and Jiang Ping's kung fu skills were immediately appreciated by him.

But the more so, the more he felt the terror of the young man in front of him.

Buddhist exercises, demonic exercises, Taoist exercises...

How did he integrate so many different schools of exercises into one? Isn't he afraid of conflicts and becoming obsessed?

crash~~~

Hey!

Suddenly, a string in Ying Tianqing's mind snapped.

He looked stunned.

He remembered what Jiang Ping had that unique breath just now.

Mythical atmosphere!

There are also mythical skills!

The person in front of him is actually the successor of the martial arts myth!

When he achieved the title of Demon Lord many years ago, he only felt that he was invincible in the world, who in the sky and on earth could make him submit?

Even the Holy Master of Demon Sect is only [-]/[-] with him.

Then he met the real boss of Momen.

Just turning around and dropping a palm, he didn't even see the figure clearly, he just saw the sky falling apart, filled with terror, only felt that there was no human opponent.

When he came back to his senses, he was in pain physically and mentally, and there was a crack in his self-condensed Ziluo Day in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

He knew that this was the big brother's punishment for being too arrogant in the magic gate in those years.

With this palm, it is not easy to die, but it is not easy.

This is the real reason for his semi-retirement.

Even after more than ten years of cultivation, in fact, it is just barely recovering.

Otherwise, with his temperament, how could he have stayed in one place for so many years.

This time I was born because I was invited by others, and secondly, I felt that I had recovered and could make troubles.

Unexpectedly, the first thing I did when I was born was to meet the successor of the myth.

The myth of martial arts is already an invincible existence beyond the great masters, and their exercises will be marked with a deep spiritual imprint, bringing a unique atmosphere of their own.

When their successors perform exercises, they will unconsciously imitate this spiritual imprint.

That is, the mythical atmosphere among the knowledgeable population.

No wonder there are two great masters accompanying him, no wonder even he looks down on him, no wonder in his mouth, the magic gate is nothing more than that.

Now Ying Tianqing understood everything.

People's background is hard!

Ying Tianqing couldn't help grinning at Jiang Ping, her eyes showing madness.

Hello, Heir of the Myth!

Reborn in the first battle, he can use the blood of the successor of the myth to justify his name. The world is so big, how many people can have this honor?

He has even faced the big boss of the magic sect myth, so how could he shrink back because of the name of a myth inheritor.

If the myth comes, he has no choice but to bow his head due to the situation, but a mere successor is not so interesting.

As for possible revenge later.

How could he be afraid of it?

It's like he has no background.

"die!"

All these thoughts seem to spread for a long time, but in fact it is only a few breaths.

Now that a decision has been made, Ying Tianqing will not sit back and watch Jiang Ping recover easily.

He suppressed the injuries in his body, and the purple pupils emitted a strange light, as if there was a purple mask on his face.

Mystery: Violet Overwhelming God!