Rural Shennong

The tidal flats on the river beach were very soft, every step Chen Ping and Zhao Jiebao took, they could step on a huge pothole on the river beach.

"Boom boom boom!"

Silt, sand and pebbles were flying all over the sky, and both of them turned into clay figurines, darting through the mud and rocks regardless.

More than 200 meters, it is only a few breaths away at the feet of two martial arts masters at the peak of inner strength.

Zhao Jiebao finally stepped on the river bank with one foot. Chen Ping was at least ten meters away from him, and the silver chain in his hand was only more than seven meters straight, less than eight meters. In theory, it couldn't reach Zhao Jiebao at all.

"Roar~!" Zhao Jiebao yelled, jumped up high like lightning, and rushed into the big river.

He was in mid-air, with the Taotao River under his feet, only then did he have the leisure to look back at Chen Ping.

Seeing that Chen Ping also jumped up into the air and threw the silver chain at him, Zhao Jie said disdainfully, "If you want to kill me, it depends on you not..."

Before Zhao Jie could say anything, his disdainful expression froze on his face.

Under the moonlight, he could clearly see a straight line of energy shooting out from the sharp blade of the silver chain.

"No~!" Zhao Jiebao only had time to yell out a terrified and shrill howl, but he couldn't make the slightest reaction. The energy pierced his left chest like an arrow leaving the string.

The domineering inner strength instantly tore his heart into pieces.

From the back, there is only a small hole in his back, but if someone can look from the front, they can see a bloody hole the size of a baby's fist appearing on Zhao Jiebao's left chest.

Fragments of bones and hearts were sprayed out five or six meters away by a large stream of blood.

"Whoa!"

His heart was broken, even Chen Ping couldn't save him.

The strength of Zhao Jiebao's whole body melted like ice and snow in a furnace.

"Puff!" Zhao Jiebao fell into the river, and before he sank, he was wrapped up with a silver chain by Chen Ping who followed him.

Chen Ping took him back to the river bank.

For an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago, but Zhao Jiebao is a martial arts master with the pinnacle of internal strength, with a very strong vitality and still has a breath.

"You...you are Chen...Chen Ping!"

"You're not... you're Zong... Grandmaster!"

Zhao Jiebao finally guessed Chen Ping's identity.

The truth that Chen Ping is not a master can't be hidden from him at all.

Zhao Jiebao was born in a hermit family, and he has not seen one or two masters. Even if he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs walk.

He can still tell the difference between inner energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It was Chen Ping who, with the cultivation base of a martial arts master, was able to release his strength, and the power was so strong, he was beyond shocked.

This shock even surpassed his fear of death.

Chen Ping took off his mask and looked at Zhao Jiebao coldly: "You guessed it right!"

"Unfortunately, this secret can only be buried in the soil with you!"

Zhao Jiebao reached out and grabbed Chen Ping's ankle: "All this is my fault alone, and has nothing to do with the Zhao family."

Under the light of the day, Zhao Jiebao spoke a lot more quickly, and his thinking at this moment was extremely clear.

He regretted it.

A peerless genius who has penetrated more than [-] meridians and is able to separate energy from the body at the level of a martial arts master, the future is simply limitless.

And how old is Chen Ping?

Let him continue to develop like this, I am afraid that in a few years, he will become the nightmare of countless people.

The Zhao family had formed a deadly feud with this terrifying Qianlong, and he seemed to have foreseen the disaster of the Zhao family being wiped out.

If the time could come back again, Zhao Jiebao would never fight Chen Ping to the death. If he wanted to fight to the death, he would dispatch the great masters of the Zhao family, willing to offend the Chamber of Commerce and Industry, and give Chen Ping a fatal blow.

If the Zhao family is afraid of the Industry and Commerce Association and does not agree to make a move, he will even let go of the hatred that his second brother was killed by Chen Ping, and take the initiative to make friends with Chen Ping.

But it was too late now, Zhao Jiebao didn't know if it could be saved, he could only look at Chen Ping with pleading eyes.

Chen Ping said calmly: "I never take the initiative to provoke anyone, you are the first to provoke me."

"Moreover, over the past month or so, the masters of your Zhao family have suffered heavy losses one after another, and today they were completely wiped out by me."

"Do you think there is still a possibility for your Zhao family to reconcile with me?"

Zhao Jiebao coughed violently twice: "Chen Ping, if you swear not to become enemies with our Zhao family, I will tell you a big secret."

Chen Ping quickly squatted down: "What secret?"

Zhao Jiebao's face turned blue and purple: "The reason why our Tiandao League and... and the Industrial and Commercial Association have... so many martial arts resources is because we...we all have secrets..."

At this point, Zhao Jiebao's life was frozen forever.

Chen Ping dug a hole and buried Zhao Jiebao. Chen Ping didn't take his weapon this time and buried it with him.

On the way back, Chen Ping pondered over the information Zhao Jiebao wanted to reveal to him.

"Secret? Impossible, he is almost dead, where is there so much nonsense, what is the secret that he wants to talk about?"

After pondering for a long time, Chen Ping couldn't think of a reason, even if Zhao Jiebao told him it was a secret, it was useless.

Unless Zhao Jiebao can clarify the details of this secret or something.

Chen Ping can only roughly guess that there should be a lot of martial arts resources in this secret place.

"Could it be a paradise? Xanadu?" Chen Ping had no idea, so he could only put this question aside for the time being.

Chen Ping hurried back all the way, and before he had gone far, he received a call from Zhou Jinian.

After pressing the call button, Chen Ping could hear the sound of breathing on the other side, and he could also hear the sound of wind from Chen Ping's rapid progress.

But neither of them spoke.

After more than half a minute, Zhou Jinian sighed and said, "Chen Ping, you have made a big hole in the sky this time!"

Chen Ping stopped at the top of a hill, and said calmly: "President Zhou, I don't understand what you mean."

Zhou Jinian asked, "Didn't you watch the news? Didn't watch the short videos?"

Chen Ping yawned: "I'm already asleep, your phone woke me up, how would I know what happened?"

It is impossible to admit it. Anyway, Zhou Jinian can't catch him and show himself, so he can play tricks at will.

The blood vessels on Zhou Jinian's forehead twitched: "You fart, I heard the whistling wind just now."

Chen Ping curled his lips: "Can I go camping in the wild?"

Zhou Jinian was so angry that he almost spat out blood: "Chen Ping, do you think I'm a fool?"

"I don't ask anything else, just ask you one thing, where is Zhao Jiebao?"

Chen Ping laughed and said, "I'm not Zhao Jiebao's father. How would I know where he is?"

"President Zhou, if you want to know about him, you should go to the Zhao family and ask me what I'm doing."

Zhao Jiebao was buried in the ground, and Chen Ping was buried with his weapons.

Those who knew that Chen Ping was going after Zhao Jiebao were all his absolute confidants.

Chen Ping did not believe that Zhou Jinian could find any evidence.

Since there is no proof of death, what is he afraid of?