Chapter: 1457

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Dozens of breaths mingled together, causing the entire palace to roar, and it began to tremble, as if it could not bear such a powerful force.

Chen Ping's body was full of golden light, and the undead golden body was exerted to the extreme, and the power of the dragon spread throughout his body.

"Xiaoru, take this opportunity to leave with Brother Dong, it's useless for you to stay..."

Chen Ping said softly to Xiaoru.

"Brother Chen Ping, I'm not leaving, I'm going to fight with you to the end..."

Xiaoru shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"Brother Chen Ping, it's worth it to die with you, and I won't leave..."

Dong Jiahao also shook his head.

"The two of you staying here will only distract me. Whoever said that I would definitely die, you escaped, I have no worries, and have a chance to escape..."

Chen Ping said to the two in a deep voice.

After listening to Chen Ping's words, Dong Jiahao and Xiaoru both fell into contemplation, maybe what Chen Ping said was true.


They stay, it's just a burden...

Seeing that the two did not speak, Chen Ping continued: "Brother Dong, after going out, Xiaoru will be handed over to you and sent to Yaoshen Valley."

"Brother Chen Ping, don't worry, as long as you can go out, Sister Xiaoru will be handed over to me..."

Dong Jiahao nodded vigorously.

But Xiaoru's face was full of reluctance, she didn't want to leave, and she didn't want Chen Ping to stay and fight alone.

"Xiaoru, Uncle Long and your sister Ling'er are in Yaoshen Valley. When you see her, don't say anything, let alone mention my current situation, lest they worry..."

Chen Ping warned Xiaoru.

Xiaoru bit her lip and nodded vigorously, only then did Chen Ping relax completely.

A pair of scarlet eyes swept to the crowd, and the huge spiritual power was constantly rising, resisting the coercion of these people!

"Remember, all of you who started today, as long as I live, will eventually make you pay the price..."

Chen Ping's eyes are sharp and cold!

Looking at Chen Ping's eyes, everyone was terrified!

"Hey, Chen Ping, don't talk too much. We have so many people to deal with you. If you are still alive, wouldn't our Kyoto martial arts world become a joke?"

Zhu Zhishan snorted coldly.

"Come on then..."

Chen Ping's body was shocked, and he even preempted the attack. The Dragon Slaying Sword appeared in his hand instantly, and a terrifying sword energy moved towards Zhu Zhishan.

Chen Ping still understands the principle of capturing the thief first and capturing the king.

And Chen Ping started first, also to create opportunities for Xiaoru and Dong Jiahao to escape!

In the face of Chen Ping's terrifying sword energy, Zhu Zhishan did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly stimulated his energy, a black light enveloped his body.

At this moment, the black ball on Zhu Zhishan began to emit a dazzling light!

boom......

The sword qi slashed at Zhu Zhishan, instantly knocking Zhu Zhishan back a few steps, and the black light on his body also dimmed.

At this moment, Chen Ping is holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, his eyes are scarlet, and his breath is surging, like a god!


"Brother Dong, take Xiaoru away..."

Chen Ping said to Dong Jiahao.

After Dong Jiahao heard this, he stepped forward and grabbed Xiaoru, and rushed out of the palace.

"Stop them..."

Seeing this, Zhu Zhishan hurriedly shouted.

He couldn't let Dong Jiahao and Xiaoru escape, and what happened here couldn't be known to outsiders.

Hearing Zhu Zhishan's order, two disciples of the aristocratic family jumped up and grabbed Dong Jiahao and Xiaoru.

"court death......"

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed, and then the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand flashed, and a sharp sword light came out of his hand!

Swish...

I saw a flash of light, followed by a thick bloody smell.

The two children of the noble family were cut in half by Chen Ping's sword. The blood was mixed with the internal organs and scattered all over the place. The scene was very bloody and terrifying! JrNovels.com