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The voice came from a high place, Zhang Ping raised his head and found the huge Dharma boat.

The extremely luxurious and shocking appearance made Zhang Ping ignore the envoy standing in front.

Seeing that Zhang Ping ignored him, the envoy was furious.

"Zhang Ping! Do you take me seriously, do you take Shangcheng seriously!"

When Zhang Ping heard it, he noticed the messenger.

It's too far away, a small one, compared with such a big Fazhou, it's not worth seeing at all.

Zhang Ping curled his lips, but returned with a good attitude: "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you are coming over today, would you like a cup of tea?"

In Zhang Ping's view, an envoy is a good person who came to deliver the Dharma boat to him.

As for Fa Zhou's attack method and the group of ancient warriors above, Zhang Ping selectively ignored it.

However, these words completely offended the emissary, making him laugh angrily.

"Why, do you really think of yourself as a character?"

Zhang Ping was confused by these words, and just about to ask what was going on, the disciples of the fifth peak suddenly cried to Zhang Ping.

"Master Zhang, he shattered Senior Brother Chen's dantian, and even cut off the top of our Fifth Peak!"

When Zhang Ping heard it, he looked again at the missing piece of the hill.

"I just said that something feels wrong. It turns out that you cut a piece of it. What are you doing?"

Each of Zhang Ping's answers seemed to the emissary to be so esoteric that he couldn't keep up with his train of thought for a while.

But the sense of superiority and pride from the upper city finally made him lose all patience, and he pronounced the sentence in public:
"Zhang Ping, ignore the envoy, disregard the glory of the upper city, and pretend to be the cultivation of the upper city, die!"

"Knife Sect, you don't know what is good or bad, but you have taught such a despicable disciple, which is not tolerated by Shangcheng Zunyao, and will be removed from today!"

As soon as the two sentences came out, everyone present wailed, including several suzerains who were watching the play.

"The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, the lips are dead and the teeth are cold..."

"Now that the Sword Sect can be removed, after that day, it will be our turn..."

Lin Shuhan's face was ashen, but he didn't blame Zhang Ping.

In Lin Shuhan's view, Zongmen has no ability to resist life and death at all, and all matters are nothing more than a word from the envoy from the upper city.

"I should have expected it a long time ago, the majesty of the upper city, hehe..."

Zhang Ping was stunned, "What's the situation, why are you going to kill me without saying a word?"

The team leaders of the Exorcism Division are used to it, and even raised their thumbs up to him: "As expected of you, you have a great ability to do things."

The messenger jumped up from the Fazhou and rushed towards Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping saw that the dog was playing for real, so he was not polite to him, and cut off the waves with a backhand blow.

The light of the knife, which is more dazzling than the light that the messenger cut off the mountain just now, streaked across the sky.

How strong is a martial skill with full marks in the barren ancient land, full of strength and law.

The envoy who was about to destroy the Sword Sect was so arrogant that he didn't even have the strength to resist at that blow, and turned into a mass of minced meat.

"Tsk tsk tsk, is this a strong man in the barren ancient realm? It's not very good."

"Indeed, there is no sense of pressure at all, and I can't bear a knife. I don't think so."

The team leaders of the Exorcist Division watched with relish and chatted casually.

The light of the knife flashed, and everyone present couldn't even close their jaws in shock.

However, before they had any more reactions, there was movement on the Fazhou.

Seeing the envoy being killed, dozens of barren ancient land guards quickly recovered after being surprised, leaving one of them to send a message back to the upper city, and then charged down together.

"Hehe, you guys are very bachelors, and you got together without pretending. You are really villains."

Zhang Ping let out a leisurely admiration, and directly activated Wu Sheng's transformation.

The huge humanoid armor was covered with flames, and the guards in the barren ancient realm were as small as ants.

Dazzling spells and martial arts blasted, only the noise of ping-ping-pong-pong was heard, and the shell of the martial saint's transformation form shone with light caused by various attacks.

Zhang Ping shook his body, and the flames devoured all those attacks.

The exterior of the armor is as clean as new, without any damage left.

Zhang Ping activated his body, and with the saber in his hand, he used the simple magic-killing saber technique.

There is no need to use any martial arts at all, the power of the Martial Saint Transformation has been amplified countless times, so that the guards in the barren ancient realm have nothing to stop them.

In the eyes of outsiders, the gigantic Martial Saint punched those barren ancient realm guards into blood foam.

The guards who stayed on the Fazhou to summon Shangcheng were shocked by this scene and broke out in cold sweat. When they wanted to escape, they received a reply from Shangcheng.

"Bump it with an ark to test its defenses."

The guard swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a pale face.

That Martial Saint was really terrifying, the coercion he exuded made him not even have the guts to get close.

He wanted to escape, but if he escaped, he would definitely die if he was caught by Shangcheng.

The guard thought quickly, dying here is a matter of a split second.

If he was caught by Shangcheng, he might have to come first to search for the soul to take away the origin of martial arts, then he would really have no chance of survival or death.

So he still chose the most suitable way of death for a warrior.

Returning to the cockpit, the guard poured all the spirit stones into the fuel stove, and then pushed the dharma boat with all his strength to hit the martial saint in front.

Zhang Ping punched a child, and just after killing them all, he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him.

When he turned his head, he found that the huge Dharma boat was rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed with a blue light.

Zhang Ping raised his hand to block it, but without any force, the Fazhou hit the right arm of Wu Sheng's flame armor, and it burned directly and began to be wiped out.

"Okay, my dharma boat!"

Zhang Ping was shocked, this was his Dharma boat, how could it be destroyed like this!
However, the Fazhou, as a unique high-level object in the upper city, was driven by a large number of spirit stones, and even Zhang Ping couldn't react to the speed.

It was too late to release the martial sage's transformation posture, and Fazhou was reduced to ashes amidst the flames and explosion.

Zhang Pingqi's hands were shaking.

"Which bastard opened it! I don't know how to be frugal at all!"

Everyone who was amazed by Zhang Ping's majestic martial saint form immediately shattered the image he had just established when he heard these words.

"Zhang Ping! Things are about to fall!"

Lei Ming looked at the flames in the sky and shouted at Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping glanced and found that the damaged parts of the Fazhou were smashed to the ground one by one, and he quickly reached out to grab them.

However, the disadvantage of Wu Sheng's transformation is that it is not fast. Zhang Ping had a flash of inspiration, and he lifted the state of Wu Sheng's transformation, and pulled out his sword.

"Swallow the sky!"

Countless vortices appeared in the air, absorbing all falling parts.

Then Zhang Ping turned around and raised his knife towards the hiding place of the other three sects.

"I've discovered you a long time ago, sneaky, eat me!"

"Dragon Roar!"

A flash of spiritual light appeared, and smashed over with the parts that emerged from the vortex in front of the knife.