Rural Shennong

"Boom!"

A hole was knocked out of the wall of the hotel again, and smoke and dust from broken bricks flew everywhere.

The house made an overwhelmed creaking sound, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

In the smoke and dust, with a hysterical smile on his face covered in blood, Wei Yue pointed at Chen Ping: "You are finished!"

Although the fight between the two was fierce, their movements were very fast. From when Wei Yue was dragged back by Chen Ping to when he was beaten into the air again, it was only a moment of breathing.

In such a short period of time, ordinary people can take a breather, but for martial arts masters, there are too many things they can do.

Behind Chen Ping, Chu Daohan's shaking palm had already landed on Chen Ping.

Zhao Jieyun, who still had time to watch the battle, turned pale with shock: "Be careful behind your back!"

Chu Daohan couldn't maintain his fairy-like appearance any longer, and roared ferociously: "It's late, you go to die!"

Suffering a heavy blow on the back, Chen Ping took a step forward from the beating, his head was raised, his chest was straightened up, and a stream of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Chu Daohan made a contribution with one blow, and his face was ecstatic.

Zhao Jieyun hacked the thug to death with a sword, and then ran towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping is their number one combat power. If Chen Ping is finished, a half-disabled Wei Yue and a intact Chu Daohan will be a nightmare for all of them.

Zhao Jieyun shouted loudly, jumped up high, held the epee with both hands, and slashed Huashan Mountain with all his strength at Chu Daohan.

He didn't expect to hit Chu Daohan hard, but only hoped that Chu Daohan could be repelled so that he would not take advantage of Chen Ping's illness and take Chen Ping's life.

Seeing Zhao Jieyun's volley attack, Chu Daohan wanted to retreat.

But he was horrified to find that his palm seemed to be sucked by Chen Ping.

Chen Ping chuckled: "Want to run? Are you dreaming!"

"Four styles! Carrying the cauldron!"

Following Chen Ping's roar, he suddenly arched back.

"Crack!"

Chu Daoxan's arm attached to Chen Ping's back snapped off.

In fact, he had already noticed the sneak attack on his back, thanks to Wei Yue's shout, "Daohan, this man is tyrannical, you and I will join hands to deal with him!"

So after knocking Wei Yue into the air again, Chen Ping was ready to fight back, spreading his inner strength densely on his back.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a series of explosions, Chu Daohan's broken arm and sleeves were all shattered.

At the base of the action team back then, Chen Ping used four of the nine rock-breaking moves to carry the tripod.

At that time, he was carrying the long spears of two mid-stage external strength warriors, and they were able to knock them flying, causing them to be injured to the end, and their arms were dislocated.

At that time, Chen Ping penetrated 72 meridians.

These days, Chen Ping has never slackened in his cultivation, and has penetrated 78 meridians.

Don't look at him only getting through six more than before.

You must know that many martial arts masters have only twenty or thirty meridians that are fully penetrated.

Moreover, what Chu Daohan used was not a weapon, but a direct contact with Chen Ping with his fleshy palm, so it's no wonder he didn't suffer serious injuries.

"Ah~! My hand!" Chu Daohan screamed and was blown away.

Zhao Jieyun, who slashed down with a huge sword in the air, was stunned.

With such an arch backward, Chen Ping fell right under the edge of his sword.

Zhao Jieyun couldn't stop his move, so he could only deflect the sword's edge and change the angle.

"Crack!"

A pillar in the store was cut off by his sword.

Originally, this house was tossed to death, Zhao Jieyun's sword was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Chen Ping ran out as fast as he could, pointing backwards as he ran: "Zhao Jieyun, don't let that bastard go, you can't beat him, so wrap him up too."

"Wait until I'm free to deal with him."

Zhao Jieyun was very upset: "Don't look down on me!"

In any case, he is also a master at the peak of internal strength, he can't even beat a cripple, so he doesn't have to mess around.

"Boom!"

The house collapsed, and more than 20 figures rushed out of the smoke.

Several figures among them were about to scatter and flee when they left the ruins.

Chen Ping glanced at the security team members who were running towards this side, and he knew that the battle over the auto repair shop had been resolved.

He hurriedly yelled at Lei Jialan: "Chasing chasing chasing, you don't need to care about this side, those who escape, don't let go."

Chen Ping gave the order, and his hands were not idle, Wei Yue was dragged over by him again.

Wei Yue no longer had the crazy calmness he had before, and his face was full of fear.

"No!"

Chen Ping turned half a circle, with his legs around his waist, his belt around his arms, and when the power was transmitted to his hands, he had already waved a sharp palm wind.

"Snapped!"

Wei Yue, who had just been dragged over by Chen Ping, had the corner of his mouth split open, blood spilled for a long time, and flew out in a horizontal motion.

"This slap is to pay homage to that little girl's spirit in heaven!"

Before Wei Yue flew far, Chen Ping rushed over, slightly bent his legs, kicked two small holes in the ground and jumped up into the air.

"Oh!"

Wei Yue, who was in mid-air, only felt a heart-piercing pain coming from his back, and couldn't help letting out a miserable howl.

Immediately afterwards, he couldn't feel his lower body.

He knew that his spine had been severely broken by Chen Pingsheng.

Before Wei Yue landed, Chen Ping jumped up again, and kicked Wei Yue's chest with two consecutive kicks, and broke his arm holding the whip with the other.

Wei Yue's arms were useless.

Chen Ping landed and wanted to jump up and attack again.

But this time Wei Yue flew a little far. At this time, Chen Ping realized that because he broke Wei Yue's arm, the knot on his wrist was also torn. Wei Yue took control.

He threw down the iron whip and walked slowly towards Wei Yue.

Wei Yue stared blankly at the sky until the sky was covered by Chen Ping's looking down face.

"You... who are you?" Wei Yue was full of unwillingness, he knew that this person would not let him go, but he was dying without seeing this person's true face.

Chen Ping said coldly: "You are not worthy to know who I am!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Wei Yue coughed out a big mouthful of blood, "I am a dignified... a dignified martial arts master, am I not worthy of knowing who died at the hands of me?"

Chen Ping said calmly: "Master of martial arts? No, you are just a beast in human skin, not even a human being. How can you be called a master of martial arts!"

"I know you, you are the leader of the Xuanming Gang, right? That old dog-like guy, is he the protector of the Xuanming Gang?"

Wei Yue was startled suddenly: "You know me?"

Chen Ping stepped on his neck: "In my eyes, you are something worse than a dog."

"For me, trampling you to death is your proper destination."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping stepped on Wei Yue's throat and broke Wei Yue's throat.

Then he didn't even look at Wei Yue again, turned around and went to help the others continue to finish the battle.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Jieyun, who was the last to return, limped and dragged Chu Daohan, who had fainted, back to the gas station.

Not many of the rest of the robbers survived, and there were eight people who were handcuffed and knelt on the open space in front of the gas station.

Chen Ping asked in a cold voice: "Why are there still alive? Didn't I say that it doesn't matter if you shoot or kill?"

Zhao Jieyun frowned slightly: "We need to live, take it back for interrogation!"

Chen Ping said disdainfully: "These people, if they live a second longer, they will pollute the world!"

Speaking of this, Chen Ping suddenly turned his head and looked into the gas station: "Who is there, get out!"