Rural Shennong

As Meng Fanbang pointed down, a dazzling light suddenly shone from the soles of Chen Ping's feet.

Then there was a deafening explosion.

"Boom!"

The blown dirt and grass were engulfed by a wave of air and blasted in all directions. A mushroom cloud with a height of tens of meters rose from the center of the explosion.

It turned out that Meng Fanbang's two saber qi were attracted but not released. It was just a shell on the surface, but inside it condensed a huge amount of heaven and earth aura. It could be regarded as a terrifying remote-controlled aura bomb.

Those who were slapped in the face just now cheered excitedly.

"That's fucking right, I said that Grandmaster Fanbang cannot be so weak."

"It's over, it's over, Er Dongping won't be blown to pieces, right? I bet he can survive three hundred knives!"

"Fuck, I bet five hundred knives and haven't said anything yet!"

"Why is he so weak!"

"It's not that Er Dongping is too weak, but that Grandmaster Fanbang is too strong."

Just when everyone was discussing, a scream suddenly sounded from the crowd: "Look, Er Dongping is not dead!"

Not only was Chen Ping not dead, but he was also unharmed, not even his clothes were torn.

With his extraordinary vision, Meng Fanbang's tricks were childish and ridiculous, and he had already seen through them.

With the impact of the explosion and his own body skills, Chen Ping's speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch it.

Everyone heard the screams, and when they looked at the battle circle again, they only saw a phantom. Chen Ping at the end of the phantom was within three feet of Meng Fanbang.

Seeing the unscathed Chen Ping rushing towards him like a ghost, Meng Fanbang's hair stood on end, and he was almost scared out of his wits.

It's not that no master can dodge his move, but as long as he hits it solidly, even a master of the Bone Changing Realm and the Great Perfection Realm will not be able to retreat completely.

At first, Meng Fanbang thought he could pinch a soft persimmon, but when he peeled off the skin, it turned out to be a durian made of iron, and he squeezed his own blood.

He finally realized that he accidentally kicked a super iron board: "You are..."

"Extraordinary!" Before the words came out of Meng Fanbang's mouth, he felt a numbness in his neck, and the second half of the words were held in his throat.

Afterwards, the knife in his hand was snatched by Chen Ping, and he was kicked by Chen Ping and flew tens of meters away.

Except for Meng Fanbang who was very close to Chen Ping, no one saw the Sky Splitting Sword that had just flashed away in Chen Ping's hand.

Qingdi Chen Ping's nine sky-splitting swords have been used in many public occasions, and their styles are widely known.

Not to mention the world's top warriors, even children in kindergarten know what they look like. The imitation Sky-Splitting Sword made of plastic is a hot-seller in the Citigroup toy market. It is very popular with children and can be seen everywhere.

Only then did Meng Fanbang realize what a terrifying existence he was facing.

He clutched the neck that had been stabbed by the Sky-Splitting Sword, and staggered back. There was no trace of the master's demeanor and the arrogance just now, but the horror and despair on his face.

If the neck is cut by a master of the same level, as long as he is not beheaded on the spot, even if the main artery is broken, Meng Fanbang is not afraid.

As a bone-changing master, he can close the wound and stop the injury in minutes.

But this is Qing Emperor Chen Ping.

He's so remorseful, if he had known Er Dongping's true identity and posted a moiré vine on him, he wouldn't have come to seek death.

Sure enough, as Meng Fanbang expected, the aura of heaven and earth in his body gathered around his neck, not only did not seal the wound, but it was like adding fuel to the fire, causing the wound to tear quickly.

At the same time, some terrible toxins were rapidly spreading to his limbs and veins at the wound.

Chen Ping's lightning-like sword just now used the Poison-type Sky Splitting Sword.

Under the blessing of the Law of Destruction, the Baqi Life Poison on the sword will drink a pot even if Chaofan is hit. Meng Fanbang can't resist it.

From the explosion of Meng Fanbang's saber energy to Chen Ping flying out of the mushroom cloud and stabbing Meng Fanbang's neck with a sword, it was only a blink of an eye.

Who could have imagined that this shocking reversal came so suddenly, and no one came back to their senses, Meng Fanbang seemed to be dying!

Seeing Chen Ping walking towards Meng Fanbang, Meng Xiangyun suddenly screamed: "We surrender, stop!"

Chen Ping paused, and really stopped his progress.

Meng Xiangyun thought that Chen Ping was drunk by him, he didn't care about his arrogance at the moment, and hurriedly ran to Meng Fanbang with a few of his men, wanting to see Meng Fanbang's situation.

But after they ran over, they all looked terrified and froze in place at a loss.

I saw large and small pustules bulging on Meng Fanbang's body, the pustules were broken, and pieces of dirty blood spurted out.

The dirty blood fell on the lawn, like sulfuric acid, burning the surrounding weeds and land into green smoke.

The foul-smelling blue smoke drifted away with the wind, and Meng Xiangyun and the others felt dizzy after smelling just a little bit of the smell. They were so scared that they immediately scrambled and retreated far away.

Everyone was shocked by Chen Ping's unfathomable cultivation and cruel methods.

Only then did they realize that Chen Ping wasn't drunk by Meng Xiangyun at all, but was too lazy to get close to a stinking dying person.

Meng Xiangyun's face was livid: "You...you are really ruthless!"

Chen Ping said calmly: "Are you only allowed to cut me alive by the Meng family, and not allow me to kill him with poison?"

"Now that we have won the fight, Young Master Meng, shouldn't it be time for you to fulfill your bet?"

Chen Ping said these few words softly, but in Meng Xiangyun's ears, it was no different from the murmur of death.

He could clearly feel the murderous aura emanating from Chen Ping's body, which had locked him firmly.

Lin Zhiju in the distance gritted his teeth and stood up: "Er Dongping, how dare you humiliate Meng Shao and kill the master of the Meng family like this, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

The business fight was lost, and the martial fight was also lost. As the saying goes, winner and loser, Lin Zhiju, the loser, will never end well.

So at this moment, he can only put all his eggs in one basket, pull the Meng family's tiger skin to pull the banner, and hug the Meng family's thigh first.

It's a pity that he overestimated the Meng family and underestimated Chen Ping.

Chen Ping sneered, "This earth doesn't revolve around the Meng family!"

"In my eyes, the Meng family is not even a fart. Meng Fanbang's fate is his own fault!"

"You are just a dog of the Meng family, how dare you bark in front of this deity? Suffer me!"

As soon as Chen Ping finished speaking, he held the Huan Shou knife that he had just snatched from Meng Fanbang, and it suddenly exploded into a pile of fragments, turning into a torrent of finely divided steel, and shot at Lin Zhiju.

"Puff puff!"

Large and small sharp metal fragments shot Lin Zhiju into a sieve. He lowered his head in shock and glanced at his shattered body. It seemed that he still couldn't believe that Chen Ping would kill him suddenly, let alone that he, the Angel City Huhai The leader of the gang will die here.

With eyes full of remorse, Lin Zhiju collapsed to the ground, unable to rest in peace.

If it wasn't for helping Kang Qing build up her prestige and control the Huhai Gang, Chen Ping would have killed Lin Zhiju long ago regardless of the bullshit rules.

Now that the overall situation has been decided, Kang Qing has won the double fight, it is not a bad rule for Chen Ping to kill Lin Zhiju again, he can only count himself courting death.