Chapter: 1137

Chen Ping's body slammed heavily on the ground, directly smashing a deep hole into the ground.

The manor, which was already half-built, is now in ruins.

Blood spilled out from the corner of Chen Ping's mouth, and there were even more shocking scars on his body.

"Hahaha, that's all?"

Ning Zhi's body was solid, and he looked at Chen Ping and laughed.

Chen Ping got up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly grinned.

Seeing that Chen Ping was still smiling, Ning Zhi was slightly taken aback: "You are dying, yet you are still smiling?"

"How do you know that my death is imminent?"

Chen Ping smiled coldly, then stretched out his hand, and the Dragon Slaying Sword appeared in his hand.

A raging flame was burning on the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the flames reflected half of the sky!

"Hmph, even with a sword, you can't hurt me..."

Ning Zhi snorted coldly, and then his body turned into a surrounding spell again.

"Nine Shadow Swordsmanship..."

Chen Ping's figure spun rapidly, and then divided into two, divided into three...

In the end, six identical Chen Pings stood in front of Ning Zhi, holding the Dragon Sword.

In an instant, the spells began to turn into huge palms and slapped towards Chen Ping.

Six Chen Pings, six huge palms.

There were bursts of energy fluctuations on each palm.

rumbling... �

As if the Tathagata Buddha suppressed, the huge palm pressed down.

Chen Ping held the Dragon Slaying Sword and suddenly shouted: "Linghuo, start..."

The six Dragon Slaying Swords instantly rose into a huge flame, and the flame rose into the sky, more than ten meters high.

The hot flames penetrated the huge palms in an instant.

"what......"

With a scream, I saw the palms composed of spells begin to disappear quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a human figure appeared, but this human figure was surrounded by flames.

Ning Zhi's body appeared, and flames were still burning on his clothes.

"fire Fire......"

Ning Zhi fought desperately and was still rolling on the ground before putting out the flames.

Just when Ning Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a big golden hand grabbing it.

Ning Zhi's face changed suddenly, he wanted to dodge, but at this moment, his body seemed to be bound by someone, and he couldn't dodge at all!

Chen Ping grabbed Ning Zhi's collar and then carried it to him.

Ning Zhi's face was blackened by flames, he looked very embarrassed, and there was something incredible in his eyes.

"That's it?"

Chen Ping grinned, and then slapped him fiercely.

Snapped!

With a loud noise, five finger prints were pulled out of Ning Zhi's face.

The teeth fell out of Ning Zhi's mouth, and blood flowed out.

"That's it?"

Chen Ping finished jokingly, and slapped it again.

clap clap clap... �

Chen Ping carried Ning Zhi left and right to draw a bow, and slapped Ning Zhi's face fiercely, and Ning Zhi's face instantly turned into a pig's head.

Chen Ping just wanted to humiliate Ning Zhi severely, so that his defense line completely collapsed.

Let him see himself later, like a mouse meets a cat.

Ning Zhi, as the eldest young master of the Ning family in Kyoto, Chen Ping did not intend to kill him.

If he wanted to rescue his mother and Su Yuqi years ago, Chen Ping knew that he would not easily make many enemies in Kyoto.

A Long Family and Martial Arts Alliance is enough for Chen Ping to deal with.

As for Chen Ping turning those island warriors into human sticks and cutting off Guo Wei's head, it was all to deter the aristocratic sects in Kyoto, so don't provoke yourself easily.

I don't know how many slaps I slapped Ning Zhi, but in the end, Ning Zhi's face was swollen.

There is still a slit in his eyes, as if the Pekingese were stung by a bee.

As soon as Chen Ping let go, Ning Zhi fell to the ground like a dead dog.

"You are not my opponent, hurry up, you dare to provoke me, you will die next time..."

Chen Ping looked at Ning Zhi coldly, and then walked directly towards the Demon Town Tower. JrNovels.com