Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Chapter 423: Demonstrating Vicious Power

Ping Qiubai's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and an inexplicable uneasiness welled up in his heart.

Fuck, that guy won't be so bad...

Sure enough, before he had a moment to react, he heard Duan Mulin's voice from the clouds.

"Young Master Ping..."

"I heard you said that you wanted to defeat Sun Xiaokong too, and you were venting your anger for the younger generation in Yunzhou, why didn't you make a move..."

"Today, I also intend to get rid of this scourge. Can the Lord Ping Shao have the courage to accompany you..."

Echoes echoed through the sky, reverberating throughout Jiang Cheng.

"It turns out that Ping Shao City Lord has long intended to get rid of Sun Xiaokong's scourge..."

"As expected of being the first person of Ping Jiang Cheng's younger generation!"

"Young Master Ping! I support you!"

"Young Master Ping, get rid of Sun Xiaokong's scourge, and vent your anger on the younger generation of Ping Jiang Cheng!"

"Young Master Ping..."

Gradually, the voices became one.

Ping Qiubai's face was gloomy.

"Damn Duanmulin..."

What he hates is gnashing of teeth.

But there is no way, the current situation is already in a situation where the arrow is on the string and has to be launched.

So I had to bite the bullet.

Going up now, Duan Mulin is with him, if he is asked to say a few more words, I am afraid that he will have to face the terrifying evil star Sun Xiaokong alone.

"it is good!"

"Since Brother Duanmu has such determination, I have no choice but to risk my life to follow..."

As he spoke, he turned into a streak of light and shot straight into the sky.

Ping Jiang Cheng also began to boil at this moment.

"Young Master Ping is mighty!"

"Young Master Ping is awesome!"

"Young Master Ping, he will definitely overthrow that evil star..."

"..."

The corner of Ping Qiubai's mouth twitched.

He really wanted to yell down below, "Shut up!"

Isn't this putting his life on the set and adding weight?

Expectations and trust are all full, in case of losing, it is estimated that they will have to pack up and change cities.

Thinking of this, I had to curse fiercely in my heart.

This damn Duan Mulin!

But the superficial effort has to be done enough.

So, he laughed loudly and said: "Thank you for your support, Ping will definitely go all out and leave no regrets!"

"Young Master Ping, come on!"

Another wave of cries came...

"Master Ping, the voice is very loud. He is indeed the first person of Ping Jiang Cheng's younger generation." Duan Mulin greeted him with a smile.

"How dare, how dare, Brother Duanmu praised..."

Ping Qiubai responded with a smile.

It's just that the guy in front of him who dragged him into the water has already greeted his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

"It's fine, it's fine, you two stop flattering, the iron rod in my master's hand is already hungry..."

Sun Xiaokong said impatiently, and casually whirled the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai needle.

Duanmulin and Ping Qiubai looked at each other, and a cold light flashed across their pupils.

Although the two have their own ghosts, the most important thing now is to get rid of Sun Xiaokong.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Several palm prints flew towards Sun Xiaokong without warning.

"I'll go, you two are really not wanting face, actually engaged in a sneak attack!"

Sun Xiaokong exclaimed, and then twisted the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle forcefully in his hand.

The shadows of the sticks were continuous and directly intertwined into a shield of golden light, resisting all the palm prints flying towards him.

Before he could catch his breath, Duan Mulin and Ping Qiubai attacked again from different directions.

Sword light, fist shadow.

Each with a shocking momentum.

The appearance of vowing to take down Sun Xiaokong with one blow.

In the middle, Sun Xiaokong didn't dodge or dodge.

In a flash of golden light, it turned into a little golden figure of Zhang Ba, and threw his head and face at the side of the sword shadow.

"Fuck! What kind of hooligan style is this?!"

Ping Qiubai was dumbfounded.

There is no one who doesn't care about it and does it directly. It is obvious that he is the attacking party, okay?

But when he saw the iron rod smashing down on his head, he had to give up the attack and use his sword to block it.

"Clang—"

There was a violent clash of gold and iron.

Ping Qiubai couldn't hold on for even a moment, he was directly smashed from the air, and fell heavily into the ground.

In Pingjiang City, there was an instant silence.

Everyone had a look of shock on their faces.

They had high hopes, and the young city lord, who claimed to be the number one of the younger generation, was defeated with a single move.

This also seems a little too fake...

At the same time, Duan Mulin, who was attacking from another direction, looked happy.

I thought, this Sun Xiaokong is too arrogant, he showed such a big flaw in order to fight for a moment, so he just took his life by taking advantage of the opportunity!

When his handprints changed, another palmprint superimposed on it, trying to take advantage of this opening to completely defeat Sun Xiaokong.

In the blink of an eye, the palm print hit Sun Xiaokong's back fiercely.

"when--"

It turned out to be a metallic buzzing sound with a long aftertaste.

In Duan Mulin's imagination, the scene of the other party spurting blood and retreating in embarrassment did not appear.

On the contrary, the tingling sensation from both palms is very obvious.

"Not good, go back!" Jiu Elder, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but reminded.

Duan Mulin also reacted, and quickly withdrew his palms, trying to distance himself.

However, it was too late.

Sun Xiaokong turned around suddenly and grabbed Duanmulin's legs.

A sneer followed.

"Want to run away after beating? There is no such cheap thing in the world..."

"What do you want to do!" Duan Mulin was shocked.

"Tch, what else do I want to do..." Sun Xiaokong sneered and shook his head.

At this time, the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle in his hand left his palm and turned into a giant pillar of Optimus standing in front of him.

"Tell me, is your head hard, or my stick hard..."

Duan Mulin's face was pale, and he squinted at the gigantic pillar gleaming with golden light and emitting murderous aura.

"No, you can't do that..."

"I am one of the nine personal heirs of Liuyun Sacred Land. If you go too far, Liuyun Sacred Land will not let you go!"

"Sun Xiaokong, you..."

Before Duanmulin could finish speaking, he was swung up and hit "Dangdang" twice according to Ruyi Scepter's Dinghai needle.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Then, Sun Xiaokong looked up at the bloody figure in his hand.

"Yo, you can still see people, it seems that your head is really hard..."

As he said that, he wanted to do it again.

"Junior, stop!" Jiu Elder shouted to stop.

Sun Xiaokong's movements froze, and he raised his head dully.

"Old man, are you talking to me?"

Nine Elder snorted coldly.

"Hmph, junior, I advise you not to be too arrogant, otherwise you will definitely bring disaster!"

"Old man, I don't like being threatened the most, don't you know?"

The expression on Sun Xiaokong's face turned cold, and he swung Duanmulin who didn't know his life or death in his hands again.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The crisp sound continued continuously.

Until Duan Mulin's legs were broken by life cycle.

"Junior, you are so courageous!" Nine Elder's beard and hair were all stretched out, and Yazi was about to burst, "You dare to seriously injure the old man's disciple face to face, the old man will definitely not keep you!"

Sun Xiaokong pouted, and casually threw the broken leg aside.

"Old man, come here if you are not afraid of being struck by lightning!"