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"Brother Zhang Ping wait a minute!"

The suzerain of the gun sect shouted quickly.

However, this is not punching. How can the force of the punch be recovered? Hundreds of large parts just smashed with fireballs.

The suzerains hurriedly fled in all directions, and there was a roar in the place where they were hiding before, and the momentum was no less than Song Heng's punishment.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping suddenly thought of this good brother, so he ignored them, turned around and asked Lei Ming:

"Where is Song Heng? Isn't he with you?"

Lei Ming shook his head, "Song Heng has been staying with the Great Elder and personally protecting his safety."

Lei Ming explained to Zhang Ping that since the explosion of the light curtain, the entire Demon Realm has changed. The continuous mountains have formed a spatial vortex, and it is unknown where it will be teleported after entering.

"The director entered the space vortex, but he never came back. The city lord still has to arrange things in the city, so he hasn't entered yet."

"After you disappeared, the Great Elder was brought to Pan's house by Song Heng." Lei Ming scratched his head, "It seems that because of the good food, he has gained a little weight recently."

Zhang Ping couldn't help but laugh at the thought of the Great Elder's appearance of getting fat.

"Because that Xiaoer banned all the guys who guarded the faction, and none of the origins of martial arts remained, so Zhongcheng has been very peaceful in the past three years."

"Taiping has nothing to do in the Department of Exorcism..." Luo Shuguang sighed.

Wang Chengge rubbed his chin, showing a very satisfied expression: "But the life of the brothers has improved."

"Indeed," Chu Kuang also said, "there are only three first-class families that have good relations with the Exorcist, and the wind vane of Midtown has changed."

"After all, the road ahead has been opened, and the upper limit of the realm has been raised. A large number of warriors have benefited from lying down and continue to practice with full of fighting spirit, while the lives of the common people have not been affected."

As he said that, Chu Kuang shook Zhang Ping's hand heavily, "It's all thanks to you, Zhang Ping!"

Zhang Ping was embarrassed to show a smile in the harmony, and he was embarrassed to say that in order to go to Longmen, this was the only way he had to pass.

But whatever the process, the result is always good.

Zhang Ping thought of those conservative factions, and had some doubts: "Isn't the city lord paying attention to the way of balance?"

"Now that the Conservative faction is on the decline, and the Exorcist and the good family are dominant, will the city lord let this happen?"

The expressions of all the team leaders dimmed after hearing this.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping felt tense.

"Brother, what happened?"

Lei Ming's face turned red, and it took him a long time to let out a foul breath.

The massacre three years ago seems to be still vivid. The tragic death of the brothers under the butcher knife of the Shoucheng patriarch still makes them very uncomfortable until today.

With a heavy heart, Lei Ming told Zhang Ping what happened on the outskirts of the Demon Realm.

Zhang Ping clenched his fists instantly, his eyes were red.

"This group of dog-mongrels!"

Luo Shuguang's eyes were complicated, "So the city lord will not let them go."

"Compared to balance, the lives of warriors and the strength of the entire central city are the first considerations of the city lord."

Zhang Ping panted heavily, and it took him a long time to recover.

At this time, the warriors of other sects who had avoided Zhang Pinglong's roar and smashed the parts severely appeared in disgrace.

Zhang Ping was in a bad mood now, and stared at him viciously.

This glance made the Zongmen's senior management stand upright.

"Here, we just want to..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Ping waving his hand.

"Come to suzerain next time if you have something to do, I have something to do now."

The group of high-level people shut up embarrassingly, looking as low-browed and pleasing to the eye as they wanted.

Zhang Ping brought the brothers from the Exorcist Division to Lin Shuhan, glanced at Senior Brother Chen who was breathing in but not breathing in his arms, and dropped a Huiyuan Pill.

Lin Shuhan caught the medicine-scented elixir, looked up at Zhang Ping in surprise, and then fed the Huiyuan elixir to Senior Brother Chen under the eyes of everyone.

The recovery effect of Huiyuan Pill took effect quickly, Senior Brother Chen's broken dantian healed quickly, and his face gradually turned rosy.

Handing over the ashamed Senior Brother Chen to Wang Wushuang, Lin Shuhan stood up and faced Zhang Ping.

"Zhang Ping, just tell me how to do it, we will do it with you!"

Zhang Ping was a little surprised when he heard that, and turned to look at the disciples around him, all of them had resolute faces and longing in their eyes.

Zhang Ping understood this look: They are eager to fight!
The humiliation of being bullied at will by the envoys from the upper city, and even trying to exterminate the sect, made the disciples of the entire Sword Sect completely put aside the contest between the peaks and share a common hatred.

Zhang Ping smiled, very heartily. Like the team leaders of the Demon Elimination Division, the heavy mood just now gradually improved.

"With your words, I feel relieved." Zhang Ping turned around and introduced his brothers from the Exorcist Division to Lin Shuhan one by one.

"Going to the city, sooner or later, it's just a matter of when, but compared to that..."

Zhang Ping squinted at the wreckage of the destroyed Fazhou, "I think it would be more honorable for them to send another Fazhou over?"

After all, Zhang Ping showed an extremely arrogant and domineering smile for the first time.

The demon slayers around him also shrugged their shoulders and laughed when they heard this.

Doing things like crazy, this is the style of a magician!

On the way of letting himself go, Zhang Ping has thoroughly carried forward the style of the demon division.

"Okay! Since that's the case, the entire Sword Sect will follow your command from now on!"

Lin Shu acted vigorously and resolutely. After confirming Zhang Ping's strength and purpose, he directly surrendered the entire sect.

Zhang Ping is also unambiguous. Although he has no intention of fighting for power, if he has someone available under his command, he will do things more efficiently with half the effort.

At the moment Zhang Ping nodded, all the disciples straightened their backs and clapped their hands in determination, including Senior Brother Chen.

Lei Ming snickered at his brothers from behind: "Tsk tsk tsk, I just said that if this kid is gone, he must be doing well elsewhere."

Chu Kuang gave them a popular science: "That kid came to Zhongcheng first, and was appointed as the team leader by the director the next day. Look, it's only been three years, and the suzerain of the barren ancient realm directly gave up the entire sect. Isn’t this arrogance and what is it?”

If they knew that Zhang Ping had been in a coma for three years and only woke up in the past few days, they might be even more surprised...

The other sect warriors who dared not move in the distance saw this moment and realized what energy Zhang Ping possessed now.

Being able to monopolize many strong people in the barren ancient realm, and killing them in a crushing manner, even the Fazhou that covers the sky and the sun is like paper in front of him.

Now they have mastered the entire Sword Sect, a force that is not weaker than them at all.

Several senior executives looked at each other and understood their thoughts.

It's time to stand in line, and one mistake will be irreversible.

They glanced again at Zhang Ping, who was shining among the disciples of the Sword Sect, with complicated eyes, and they left quietly.

………………

After Zhang Ping mastered the sword sect, he still lived in the fifth peak.

The warriors of the Exorcist Division also settled here with him, and lived a very comfortable life.

In addition to taking turns to patrol the wilderness every day to find people, it is to teach martial arts to the disciples.

Although most of the disciples are domineering cultivation bases, some are not weaker than them.

However, the combat skills and martial arts concepts honed by the Demon Slayer in countless death battles have benefited them a lot.

"Before a warrior fights, you have to think clearly whether you want to kill your opponent or why."

Lei Ming and the others were explaining to a disciple who was listening carefully, and there was a large circle of people around them unknowingly.

"If you want to kill the enemy, you must be quick, precise and ruthless, and attack the most vulnerable places of the human body."

"Even if the opponent's cultivation level is the same as ours, or even higher, but as a warrior, you must believe in your own strength and the sword in your hand."

"You must always tell yourself that if you hit the right position with the knife, the opponent will not die or be disabled."

It was the first time for the sect disciples to hear such a straightforward and vulgar teaching.

As disciples from the sect, they still value the rules among warriors very much.

Even if you use a knife, you must be upright, in order to live up to the name of the sect.

However, Lei Ming's words completely subverted the martial arts concept of the disciples of the sect, and it was difficult to accept for a while.

But after careful consideration, they felt that it was not unreasonable, it was just that the concept was overturned too much and too straightforward, which made them a little confused.

Zhang Ping listened for a long time, and saw the bewildered expressions on the disciples' faces.

After thinking about it, isn't this what soldiers look like when they first went to the battlefield.

Time to let yourself do the thought work for them!
So Zhang Ping came out and asked his disciples, "What do you think it will be like for the people from the upper city to fight you?"

When the disciples heard the voice, they all turned their heads and called the suzerain and bowed their hands in salute.

This question made the disciples not think for too long, and someone answered it directly:

"The warriors in the upper city are probably high-level warriors. Just raising one's hand can destroy us with spiritual power."

Zhang Ping continued: "Then what will you do when your spiritual power is exhausted and only melee is left?"

The disciples fell into deep thought again.

This kind of situation almost never happens in the sect's environment.

After thinking for a long time, one of the disciples who had a quick brain seemed to understand a little bit, but he still didn't dare to say it. He just replied very conservatively: "The physical body of a high-level warrior is also very powerful, I'm afraid I still can't beat it."

Zhang Ping asked again: "Then to put it another way, if you run into a warrior from the Dao habitat, what should you do in this situation?"

The disciple who just answered thought of what Lei Ming said, and said cautiously: "Attack, attack the weak point?"

Pa, Zhang Ping snapped his fingers and pointed at the disciple, "Well said!"

"No matter how powerful a warrior is, he also has weaknesses. No matter whether he is a monster, a monster or a human, as long as he has a weakness, he will definitely be found."

"And what we have to do is to attack that weakness!"

Under the dubious eyes of his disciples, Zhang Ping smiled:
"Do you know how I killed the demon king in the Dao habitat with the cultivation base of the Wangqi realm?"