I signed up to become a god in a mental hospital

Under the sky, divine power descends.

At this moment, in a messy forest of strange stones.

A tall and slender man was wearing a navy blue sportswear, holding a three-foot green blade, with a strong sword on the long sword.

It is the sword master Zhou Ping!

But Sword Saint Zhou Ping was surrounded by endless sand soldiers, rushing towards Zhou Ping from all directions, either with knives or guns.

And Zhou Ping's cultivation seemed to be sealed in an instant.

He can only rely on his own exquisite swordsmanship to resist the sand soldiers coming from all sides, and every sword will accurately hit the forehead of a sand soldier.

This allowed Zhou Ping's swordsmanship to improve by a qualitative leap.

"town!"

It took only a moment for Zhou Ping to finish off all the sand soldiers, but he was not injured at all.

Sitting on the yellow sand throne, Li Qian pointed slightly with his right hand.

The next moment, the yellow sand all over the sky suddenly hit Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping swung his sword.

The next moment, a piece of yellow sand collided with Zhou Ping's long sword.

The next moment, Zhou Ping's face turned red, and a mouthful of blood involuntarily spat out from his mouth.

It turns out that the yellow sand flying all over the sky at this moment is like a meteorite, and each piece of yellow sand weighs tens of millions of catties.

Caught off guard, Zhou Ping was seriously injured.

"Whoosh!"

Hundreds of yellow sand shot towards Zhou Ping like raindrops, and they didn't stop because Zhou Ping was injured just now.

"I rely on!"

Zhou Ping quickly wiped away the blood from his mouth, then slammed his right hand on the ground, and jumped up to avoid hundreds of yellow sand shots.

"Sword come!"

Zhou Ping slightly clenched his right hand into the void and groaned softly.

Immediately there was a crisp sword chant, and the next moment, a cyan sword light passed by for a moment, and then hundreds of yellow sand shot towards Zhou Ping instantly shattered into dust.

Afterwards, Zhou Ping held the sword and slashed out.

"Jian Yi! Ping Tianxia!"

The long sword in Zhou Ping's hand pointed directly at Li Qian who was drinking milk tea sitting on the yellow sand throne, and then a huge sword light cut out instantly.

"Yellow sand, Qilin!"

As soon as Li Qian pointed it out, a sand unicorn appeared in front of Zhou Ping, and a unicorn kicked out suddenly, and the sword light that Zhou Ping slashed was instantly shattered.

"Sword Two! Broken Mountains and Rivers!"

Seeing that his attack was counteracted by Sha Qilin, Zhou Ping cut out the long sword again.

The next moment, one of Sha Qilin's unicorn legs was cut off instantly by a sword qi, and then Zhou Ping swung the same sword again.

Sha Qilin was headed by Zhou Ping with a sword, and then turned into yellow sand, shattered and scattered all over the ground, becoming a large beach of yellow sand again.

"call…"

The two swords beheaded Sha Qilin sharply, and then Zhou Ping's face turned pale.

The few sword strikes that killed Sha Qilin just now consumed most of his spiritual power.

"continue!"

A look of admiration appeared on Li Qian's face.

As expected of the Great Xia Sword Master, Zhou Ping was able to draw his sword and kill Sha Qilin so quickly under such high-intensity oppression.

Immediately, another sand unicorn appeared in front of Zhou Ping.

One...Two...Three...

Time flew by, and when Zhou Ping exhausted his last bit of mental strength to kill all the three sand unicorns that surrounded him, he finally couldn't help but knelt on the ground on one knee.

The three-foot green sword in his hand that had been with him for decades had been broken in two, and the blade was densely covered with wounds.

If it wasn't for Zhou Ping's sword energy buffing the blade, Zhou Ping's long sword would have turned into iron filings and disappeared long ago.

"The sword is gone..."

Zhou Ping, who was kneeling on one knee, had a wry smile on his face.

Immediately, Zhou Ping stood up from the ground precariously, and looked down at the right hand holding the sword. At this moment, it was densely covered with wounds.

"Do you want to continue..."

Li Qian's figure appeared in front of Zhou Ping and asked.

There was also a hint of hesitation on his face at this moment.

He didn't know if Zhou Ping would be devastated under such high-intensity pressure or if there would be any special results.

"continue!"

Zhou Ping's mouth was bleeding, but his eyes were extremely determined!

The next moment, Li Qian pressed his right hand forward fiercely, and a terrifying pressure swept over him.

The yellow sand under Zhou Ping's feet was like a swamp, and then quickly swallowed Zhou Ping's body. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ping's calf was swallowed.

Immediately, the yellow sand swallowed Zhou Ping's waist like a python, and then spread to Zhou Ping's chest...

Until it submerges Zhou Ping's head...

1 minutes…

5 minutes…

15 minutes later...

Li Qian sensed that Zhou Ping's vitality was gradually disappearing, and then he was about to disperse the law of yellow sand...

In the next second, a bright vitality spread from the yellow sand...

"Is it finally a breakthrough..."

A faint smile appeared on Li Qian's face and muttered to himself.

"In the name of the sword, I am the Sword Immortal!"

Zhou Ping's voice suddenly sounded in the void.

The next moment, an extreme sword light burst out from the yellow sand, and appeared in front of Li Qian almost in the blink of an eye.

The sword energy was so fast that even Li Qian, who had already broken through, didn't react. The sword energy pierced Li Qian's cheek in an instant.

The next moment, Zhou Ping appeared in front of Li Qian.

When he saw the sword wound on Li Qian's cheek, an apology appeared on his face, and then a green smile appeared on his face.

Zhou Ping scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment and then said, "I think I have found my own way, Zhou Ping..."

Immediately, a wisp of sword energy appeared in Zhou Ping's hands.

"Da da da~"

"Drip drop~"

"Di Du Di Du ~"

At the moment when Zhou Ping broke through, there was the sound of a horse-drawn carriage kicking in the distance, and the extremely abrupt sound of a battery car.

The most surprising thing was the sound of the ambulance.

This is the Xing'an Mountains, the northernmost place in Daxia, a place where even an ordinary person would struggle to walk through the mountains...

The next moment, a rice dumpling delivery battery car stopped in front of Li Qian with an extremely chic drift, and Lu Wuwei in a yellow vest got off the battery car.

Immediately, Lu Wuwei opened the insulation box of the battery car, took out two cups of pearl milk tea and handed them to Li Qian.

"This is the rice ball takeaway you ordered a day later. I delivered it to you in advance. Please give me a five-star review, thank you..."

Lu Wuwei handed the pearl milk tea to Li Qian who looked dull and said with a smile.

And Guan Zai, who was sitting in the back seat of the battery car, came to Li Qian after re-doing his hair that was about to become a broom head.

"Closed here, I met you once before in the fasting place..."

Before Guan could finish speaking, a quaint carriage stopped in front of several people, and then Master Chen in a gray robe slowly got out of the carriage.

"Little friend Li Qian, I didn't see you for a few days, it was impressive..."

Before Master Chen finished speaking, he saw a white ambulance crashing into Master Chen's carriage with an unstoppable speed...