Chapter: 4687

Chen Ping said!

"Sure, but I came out in a hurry and didn't bring many resources with me."

"I only have 10,000 immortal spirit stones in my storage bag. Is this possible?"

Yun Li took out a storage bag and said!

"Fuck!" Chen Ping cursed Yun Li in his heart when he heard it, then looked at Yun Li and said, "Although ten thousand immortal spirit stones are not much, it's barely enough!"

Although Chen Ping was shocked by the ten thousand immortal spirit stones, he could not show it!

"If that's ok, then let's get started. But remember, stop when you're done. If you hurt me, I won't give you a single fairy stone!"

Yun Li reminded again!

Chen Ping had no doubt for a moment. The opponent was at the peak of the ninth level of the Mahayana realm, but he repeatedly reminded him to stop at the right time and not to hurt him!

What is going on?

"Don't worry, I'll stop there!"

Chen Ping nodded!

As Chen Ping finished speaking, the two men moved and instantly distanced themselves from each other.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. The air around them seemed to freeze, even the breeze stopped. It was about to start a fantastic fight.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, his eyes became sharp as an eagle, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing up, and with a soft hum, an ancient and majestic sword slowly condensed out of the void. It was Chen Ping's Dragon-Slaying Sword.

A faint green light flowed through the sword, and the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard faintly, revealing an all-conquering and all-conquering domineering aura.

Seeing this, Yun Li's pupils suddenly shrank and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

As the son of the Tenth Lord of the Temple, he was knowledgeable and naturally recognized the extraordinary nature of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"This... is this your sword?" There was a slight tremor in Yun Li's voice, and he was obviously shocked that Chen Ping took out the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"Yes, this is my Dragon Slaying Sword."

Chen Ping smiled calmly, standing with the sword in his hand, spiritual energy surrounding him, like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed.

"No wonder you were able to kill Narota. It seems to be related to your sword. But the knife in my hand is not an ordinary thing either!"

The spiritual power in Yun Li's body also began to boil, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly, as if a raging flame was jumping on the sword.

The battle was about to break out. Yun Li's body was as fast as lightning, turning into a stream of light and rushing straight towards Chen Ping. The long sword, with the sound of whistling wind and blazing flames, slashed at Chen Ping fiercely.

Chen Ping turned his body lightly and swung the Dragon-Slaying Sword gently. The sword light was like a dragon, skillfully dissolving Yun Li's attack into nothingness. At the same time, the tip of the sword lightly tapped the ground, using the force to rebound and directly attack Yun Li's vital point.

The two men fought back and forth, sword shadows and knife lights intertwined, and every collision was accompanied by a roar, stirring up layers of air waves, and the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by this force.

Yun Li's sword was extremely powerful, while Chen Ping's dragon-slaying sword was extremely agile. Sometimes it turned into a green dragon soaring into the sky, and sometimes it turned into a dense rain of swords, which was a feast for the eyes.

As time went on, the battle became more intense. The speed and strength of both men were increased to the extreme, and every confrontation was terrifying.

Although Yun Li's realm was higher than Chen Ping's, he gradually fell into a disadvantage in front of the sharpness of the Dragon-Slaying Sword and Chen Ping's superb swordsmanship.

Finally, after a fierce collision, Yun Li was caught off guard and was caught by Chen Ping.

The Dragon Slaying Sword was like a spirit snake emerging from a cave, piercing through Yun Li's defense at an incredible angle. The tip of the sword lightly touched Yun Li's shoulder, leaving a shallow sword mark. Then Chen Ping quickly put away the sword, and everything returned to calm. .

“I lost.”

Yun Li put away his sword and stood up, looking at the sword scar on his shoulder. There was no resentment in his eyes, but instead a hint of relief and admiration.

Chen Ping smiled slightly, sheathed his sword and said, "Thank you for letting me win. Your strength is also extraordinary. If we don't stop at the right time, the outcome is still uncertain."

Hearing this, Yun Li smiled heartily, took out 10,000 fairy stones from his storage bag, and threw them to Chen Ping: "I am willing to accept the loss. Today, if you beat me by half a move, these fairy stones are yours."

Chen Ping took the fairy stone, feeling the tremendous spiritual power contained in it, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

I’m rich, really rich!

Ten thousand fairy stones. Now I have the resources to continue practicing!

Chen Ping deliberately defeated Yun Li by only half a move because he didn't want Yun Li to guess his true strength!

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