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Using the way of explaining to pretend, Zhang Ping appeared relaxed and unrestrained.

Even Lei Ming, who was surrounded and saw his disciples leaving him and running to Zhang Ping, couldn't help but praise in his heart.

This one is newer and better than the original one.

Zhang Ping "simply" depicted the scene of his final stage of fighting with the Dao Habitat wolf monster, and all the disciples had a strong sense of the picture in front of them.

"It's just a pity that my recovery ability is relatively strong, otherwise I will definitely show you the scars that the wolf demon gnawed out."

Zhang Ping pulled his sleeves, revealing the white and tender skin that made the female disciples scream.

When he was exchanging lessons with Song Heng, Zhang Ping had been blown to pieces inside and out, and now he is a body repaired by countless times of Nirvana.

Zhang Ping pulled back his sleeves: "Warrior battles, especially life-and-death battles, are definitely not about rules or martial arts etiquette."

"There are only four words: life and death."

"I know that this concept will be very subversive for you, after all, you have too little experience in struggle."

"But I want to remind you that people who want to kill you will never talk about etiquette with you."

The disciples gradually entered the state and began to understand what Zhang Ping meant.

Zhang Ping doesn't blame them, and Lei Ming doesn't blame them either. It's the difference in living environment that solidifies their ideas. This is a normal thing.

And judging from the expressions of the disciples, they are willing to accept this idea, which is commendable.

"If you still can't get over this hurdle in your heart, then think back to how Shangcheng treated you."

Zhang Ping added one last sentence, then turned and left.

Don't talk too much, only you can understand it yourself.

Lei Ming looked at Zhang Ping's leaving back and nodded in relief.

This young man who he dug from the sect in the lower city finally walked in front of everyone.

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Today is the third day since the last time I blew up the Fazhou in the upper city.

The team leaders of the Exorcism Department took turns to search everywhere in the wilderness every day, and they were not afraid of attacks from other sects.

Because in the process of Zhang Ping killing the Quartet, all sects knew that these people wearing tiger head armor were Zhang Ping's good brothers,

No one wants to provoke a person who can easily squeeze the power of the ancient realm of death.

And now the other sects are facing an urgent crisis of standing in line, which makes them very uncomfortable.

In front is the upper city that has suppressed the sect for thousands of years. It is huge and terrifying and cannot be challenged.

Another Zhang Ping, who was inexplicably and extremely powerful, came beside him, and it seemed that he was going to fight with Shangcheng from this posture.

The upper city is so big, how can it be possible that Zhang Ping can bring them down with such a long history?

But Zhang Ping's strength made them completely incomprehensible.

The envoy who could easily destroy a sect was chopped off by him, without even having time to say a last word.

As for the other powerful auras, the ancient masters of the barren realm, who he himself could not defeat, were like pinching ants in his hands.

Not to mention the giant dharma boat that looked like paper.

If a peerless strongman appeared, conquered everyone with his strength, and then raised his arms and said that he was going to attack the upper city, they might follow along screaming.

But this Zhang Ping only has the cultivation base of the Heavenly Blood Realm!
As the saying goes, everything has to be well-made to look good, and Zhang Ping's cultivation at the Heaven-Blood Realm is really too bullying.

Even the master of Ax Sect didn't pay much attention to Zhang Ping at first.

The suzerains of several other sects also went to the Ax sect, wanting to know a little bit about the situation, but the suzerain of the Human Ax sect directly stated that they would wear a pair of pants with the Dao sect.

Sect Master Jianzong: "No, didn't you stop thinking about it? What if there is a call from the upper city?"

Master Ax Sect: "If I don't listen, I won't listen."

No matter how oppressive Zhang Ping's Wu Sheng Transformation was, he never used it directly on them.

The Ax Sect Master faced that threat head on.

When that kind of life and death is not under his control, and he is so many times stronger than himself, the master of the ax sect has never realized that his cultivation base in this barren ancient land can be so small.

So no matter how much Zhang Ping destroyed and swept away, the Sword Sect Master and the others didn't have an intuitive feeling.

Even if he received Zhang Ping's dragon roar, it was just that Zhang Ping didn't use much strength to transfer the falling parts.

So they didn't understand that the master of the Ax sect was so decisive in standing in line.

Others wanted to persuade them again, but the Ax Sect Master was very impatient and saw off the guests directly.

The few people who were kicked out inexplicably looked at each other.

The Sovereign of Assassin Sect suddenly said: "Have you noticed that the weapon that the old guy is carrying seems to be different from the one before?"

The master of the gun sect lowered his head and thought for a while, "It seems to be true. The ax has its own breath, and it is definitely not something to be taken lightly. I even noticed a trace of Dao Yun on it."

The Sect Master Thorn was surprised: "You felt it too? I did the same just now, but it was so abnormal that I thought it was my perception that was wrong."

The master of Jianzong clapped his hands: "It must be that Zhang Ping!"

The suzerains of Assassin Sect and Gun Sect looked back, only to see the Sect Master of Jian Sect gnashing his teeth.

"That Zhang Ping's method is weird, and it came from below, there must be something unusual."

"I thought it was strange that the old Axe Sect didn't come to see the excitement before, and it didn't mean that Zhang Ping went to the Axe Sect that day, and he didn't even hesitate to offend the envoy."

"Of course, looking at it now, Zhang Ping didn't take that messenger seriously at all, so Zhang Ping must have gone to form a clique."

"Maybe, Lin Shuhan's dedicating Dao Zong is a scene they put on for us! They just tricked us into standing in line!"

"But," the Sovereign of the Assassin Sect sighed, "If you also give me that magical weapon, wouldn't it be a good thing to stand in line for him?"

The Patriarch of the Gun Sect thought for a long time, and seemed to have made up his mind: "You said, if you express your attitude to him now, will you also give him a magic weapon?"

For these three suzerains, owning a magical weapon represents a straight-line increase in personal combat power, and it is definitely a good deal of 1+1>2.

"No!" Sect Master Jianzong interrupted suddenly.

The other two looked over strangely.

In terms of taking advantage, Jianzong would have suffered a loss if he didn't take advantage, otherwise he wouldn't have attacked Daozong with more people and fewer people.

Why did the Master Jianzong refuse when it came to things like divine weapons?
Sensing the puzzled eyes of the two, the master of Jianzong blushed, and he also knew what virtue he had.

"No, at least not yet."

"The Axe Sect was approached by Zhang Ping himself. Now that we join in, it's not even the icing on the cake. We just fell into his trap!"

The two became impatient: "Then what do you say!"

Master Jianzong: "Wait a minute, my disciples reportedly found a group of people in the wilderness. They have weapons that are no less than magic soldiers..."