3053: C3053 On at That Time

C3053 On at That Time

0Xiao Sunn walked in front of Old Master Muu and showed no signs of hiding his murderous intent. However, his expression was cold and heartless as he looked down at Old Master Muu and said, "You old bastard, I will beat your soul and torture you forever in hell!"

Old Master Muu's gaze was calm, but it was a bit regretful. He failed to kill this person even after destroying his own Dao Fruit. He left behind trouble in the future and didn't know how many innocent lives he would cause to die in the future.

Xiao Sunn's reputation was great, but he was also very bad. He was full of evil and his hands were covered in blood. This was also why Old Master Muu wanted to perish together with them.

The reason Devil Sect was called Devil Sect, because those who entered it only asked about strength and not about character, and therefore stood on the opposite side of Cihang Quiet Building.

Old Master Muu's heart ached for the dead hoodlums. Although they were guilty, they wouldn't die, but it was a pity that he couldn't protect himself. He looked at the sky longingly and knew that he would never be able to see his granddaughter again in this lifetime.

"Die."

Xiao Sunn grabbed at Old Master Muu's head. At this moment, Old Master Muu did not have the slightest ability to resist and could only quietly wait for pain. However, the moment Old Master Muu's palm exploded, a hand appeared out of nowhere and blocked Xiao Sunn's attack.

It was a powerful palm that seemed to be able to hold up the sky. Looking at the palm, it revealed a delicate and pretty face. His starry eyes were filled with endless grief.

A cruel smile appeared on Xiao Sunn's face as he exerted his strength once again. He wanted to kill his opponent with the shock. The boundless force of nature entered the opponent's body and the natural power swirled crazily like a tiger trying to tear its prey.

But very soon, Xiao Sunn's expression changed. Not only did the natural power that he poured into his opponent not explode, his opponent's body was like the ocean, absorbing all the energy.

At the same time, not only was the natural power being absorbed, but the force in his body was also disappearing. Xiao Sunn turned pale with fright. He hurriedly pulled away and looked at his opponent in shock.

"Sorry I'm late."

Yang Ping stared at Old Master Muu's face which was gradually turning pale. His eyes were filled with pain. In just a split-second, he sensed that Old Master Muu was already lying on the ground, reaching his end.

He could not accept the fact that he had lost everything and was just waiting to die.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Sunn was shocked by the other party's ability and did not dare act rashly. He shouted, "I am the head of Devil Sect Protector Vajra. You should know the consequences of offending the Devil Sect."

Yang Ping ignored Xiao Sunn and treated Old Master Muu. However, he found that his strength was like a clay ox that had entered the sea, disappearing without a trace. Old Master Muu's body turned into a bottomless pit, and his life was gone completely.

In other words, Old Master Muu was about to die.

"Old Master Muu, do you have any last wishes? I'll definitely fulfill it for you." Yang Ping asked while enduring the pain.

Old Master Muu didn't seem to be reluctant to part with his dead body. Instead, he smiled and said, "Kid, I feel relieved to see you like this. After I leave, find my granddaughter for me. Tell her. All these years, Grandfather has missed her a lot. "

Yang Ping's eyes reddened as he nodded his head and said, "I will."

And Old Master Mu, he's old and needs someone to take care of him. With me by his side, the old guy probably doesn't have anyone to play chess with him. "Out of the billions of people in China, all of them are hoping for him to live for a hundred years"

Yang Ping nodded heavily.

Old Master Muu sighed and said faintly, "I just can't go back. Before I die, I want to go back to my hometown..." "Hehe …"

Yang Ping hurriedly said, "Old Master Muu, I will think of a way to save your life. I won't let you die. Believe me, Old Master Muu, you can't sleep. Wake up!"

Old Master Muu grabbed Yang Ping's hand and slowly lowered it.

A famous general had died in a foreign land.

Before he died, he left without any family members around him.

Yang Ping, who was holding Old Master Muu's hand, felt the coldness on it. The pain in his heart continued to surge as an immobilized killing intent exploded from his body. In that instant, an extreme spot appeared between his eyebrows.

Scenes of interacting with Old Master Muu surfaced in his mind.

"Brat, you're not bad. I have a beautiful granddaughter. Can you consider her?"

"Brat, it's still too early for you to go outside with just this little strength. You have to take at least three of my moves. Otherwise, if you go out and get beaten up, you'll embarrass me."

"How are your alcohol tolerance so good? I couldn't tell that I was done in by you. No way, next time I'll definitely get those old guys to come and beat you to death."

"I repeat, although I did not find my granddaughter, she is definitely worthy of you. Her mother is so beautiful, so she won't be bad. Under Old Master Mu's witness, we can just fix a marriage."

"..."

The scenes seemed to be right in front of his eyes, but Old Master Muu's body gradually turned cold. A saint from one generation to the other, to famous generals with great contributions in China, killing Devil People and fighting back, each time he made a huge contribution, enough for him to be promoted to a 5-star general. However, he didn't want anything, just silently protecting the country's core.

In this world, there was no saint like Old Master Muu who wholeheartedly served the people. He did not want to return the favor, and was only willing to pay the price.

This was one of the reasons why Yang Ping respected Old Master Muu.

However, such a person had actually died.

Didn't good people get repaid for their crimes? Was this a calamity that lasted for a thousand years?

Yang Ping stood up and his eyes instantly turned black. However, the space between his eyebrows was suffused with a gold glow. It was as if a new world was emitting a vigorous energy.

Xiao Sunn looked at the scene in front of him and disdainfully said, "Young man, your talent is pretty good, are you interested in following me? Isn't it just the death of a saint? He's a saint after all."

Yang Ping stared at Xiao Sunn as a change occurred in his body.

The Body of Top Yang's power revolved crazily. Its hands and feet, the dantian in its abdomen and the space between its eyebrows, a total of seven points had already opened up, as if a black hole was devouring the energy from the outside world.

Above his head, at the Baihui acupoint, a node suddenly appeared.

Yang Ping looked at Xiao Sunn as if he was looking at a dead man. "How do you want to die?"

Xiao Sunn was surprised for a moment, and then laughed out loud, holding his stomach and said: "Are you asking how I want to die? If I'm not wrong, you should still be in the Subsaint Realm. A Subsaint Realm, in front of me, is just trash. "No matter what you rely on to block my attacks, it's just a few times."

"I see that your talent is really good and you want to take me in as your disciple, but you actually asked me how I'm going to die. Aiyo, I'll laugh for a bit. You're the funniest person I've ever met, but I like it."

After Xiao Sunn sensed Yang Ping's realm, his doubts were dispelled. A Subsaint was considered a great expert in the martial arts world, but to him, it was really too weak. He had killed an unknown amount of Subsaint, and right now, he was disdainful to kill Subsaint, because it was too embarrassing.

"You shouldn't be able to sense my cultivation realm, right?"

Xiao Sunn felt that Yang Ping had been blinded by his hatred and did not know the difference between a saint and Subsaint. He released his power and shouted: "Kneel!"

The oppressive aura of a saint wanted Yang Ping to kneel on the ground.

However, Yang Ping was very calm.

Immovable like a mountain.

Xiao Sunn chuckled, "So you have some ability. But do you think you have the right to challenge me just because you can resist the power of a saint?"

"How do you want to die?"

Yang Ping asked seriously. His eyes were cold and emotionless, very different from before.

At this moment, Yang Ping was the god of death.

People who were familiar with Yang Ping's character would definitely be shocked. Once he entered a berserk state, it meant that his strength would increase tenfold and that no one would be able to defeat him.

Xiao Sunn shook his head and said in a displeased tone, "How troublesome. Since you are disobedient, then it's as if you are an old man who will die. Go to hell."

The first move of the Heaven Mending Technique!3

Xiao Sunn immediately used his ultimate technique and wanted to kill Yang Ping. He didn't want to have too much trouble.

Puff!

A golden fist landed solidly on Xiao Sunn's face. His eyeballs nearly popped out and time seemed to have condensed at this moment. His face slowly deformed while his teeth flew out one by one. Blood blossomed in the air.

Impossible!

Xiao Sunn screamed in his heart.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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