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It was quiet.

All the ghosts knew that the visitor from Fengyuanzhou was not kind, so no one paid any attention to him.

"I'm."

Zhang Ping took a step forward with a calm expression.

Reasonable, unexpected.

If Zhang Ping shrinks back, then he is not Zhang Ping.

So although everyone was a little anxious, they didn't stop them, they just dispersed faintly, presenting a posture to protect Zhang Ping.

Feng Yuanzhou glanced at Zhang Ping, and was amazed at his upright temperament for a moment.

It seemed that for a moment, he saw his former second disciple Zhou Xi.

Relieved, Feng Yuanzhou stared at Zhang Ping, as if staring at a prey.

"Do you know what crime you committed?"

Feng Yuanzhou used his domineering spiritual power, attached to the language, and tried to oppress Zhang Ping word by word.

How could Zhang Ping be oppressed like this.

The saber intent erupted all over his body, directly resisting Feng Yuanzhou's spiritual power.

This move made Lei Ming and Chu Kuang's eyes shine at the same time.

Zhang Ping thought about it, but found that there was nothing to explain.

Anyway, from the very beginning, Deng Liang was huh-huh like a clown by himself, and Zhang Ping himself was a little impatient.

Moreover, this is in Zhanhaimen's territory, and the sect master who is also Bacheng is standing behind him, let alone the two bosses who are very optimistic about him. Are you afraid of being an egg?
So, after much deliberation, Zhang Ping choked out four words.

"none of your business?"

"Pretty!"

A word of praise flashed in Lei Ming and Chu Kuang's minds, and the two people who watched the excitement secretly laughed behind them.

Zhang Ping was really on the right track, he was born to be a magician!

Feng Yuanzhou, who was ridiculed, did not have the imagined rage, but suddenly calmed down.

The one who can be the master of a sect is naturally not a fool, he can still recognize the situation in front of him clearly.

Although Huo Qingsong is older, his martial arts level is not bad at all after fighting every year. At this moment, he is standing firmly behind Zhang Ping, his eyes seem to be casual but he has been staring at himself.

Lei Ming and Chu Kuang were clearly facing Zhang Ping.

Even though his cultivation was in the middle stage of the Dominance Realm, under the current situation, it is still not enough.

And this is why Zhang Ping dared to be so arrogant.

Thinking quickly in his mind, Feng Yuanzhou didn't move in place, as if he had been bluffed by Zhang Ping.

Brother Yan made an old mistake, and wanted to ridicule a few words, and Li Fengling slapped him as soon as he opened his mouth.

As soon as she turned her head, Li Fengling pointed a finger over, her big eyes seemed to say again: "Don't talk!"

Senior Brother Yan smiled mischievously and closed his mouth.

After Zhang Ping finished speaking those four extremely insulting words, he stood there without saying a word.

Reborn into this world full of anger, Zhang Ping is not a good tempered person.

The weak prey on the strong, and the strength is respected.

Deng Liang dared to jump like this, but Zhang Ping would not believe it if he was not influenced by Feng Yuanzhou, the sect master.

The grandson wanted to force himself to death both inside and out, and he had already restrained himself from killing him.

And Feng Yuanzhou asked the teacher for the crime without saying a word, but no one paid any attention to him.

No reason, no righteousness, Zhang Ping is worthy of him from any angle.

With the words of his favorite big disciple lingering in his ears, Feng Yuanzhou finally made up his mind.

Suddenly raising his head, Feng Yuanzhou's left fist erupted with the power of wind and fire, the red and blue luster flashed, and the spiritual power formed a circle, and he punched towards Master Huomen.

Everyone was taken aback by Feng Yuanzhou's sudden attack.

Fortunately, Master Huomen kept staring at him and reacted the moment he punched.

With the backhand of the Wuluo Qingyan Palm, the spiritual power turned into green smoke and moved the five strange beasts, directly devouring his fist, dispelling a huge force in the air.

"Heh, Feng Yuanzhou, you have lived like a dog at such a young age, and your housekeeping skills have regressed so much!"

Master Huomen smiled contemptuously when he saw that he had succeeded with the palm.

As soon as the smile appeared, Master Huomen's face changed drastically.

"Feng Yuanzhou, how dare you!"

It's a feint!
Feng Yuanzhou didn't use much force in that punch, and he made such a big blow just to cover up the movement of his legs squatting slightly to exert force.

The place where he was originally staying was exploded, Feng Yuanzhou's legs exerted strength, and a violent shot came straight towards Zhang Ping.

After all, it was the speed of Ba Chengjing, even Lei Ming and Chu Kuang hadn't reacted, Feng Yuanzhou's hand was almost reaching Zhang Ping's neck.

The feeling of tearing the neck did not come, and a black smoke appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The hell step is directly cast!
Zhang Ping came to Feng Yuanzhou's side in an instant, and punched out from his waist quickly.

Military boxing!
The 460 points of strength attribute turned into a punch in the early days of the Heavenly Blood Realm, directly hitting Feng Yuanzhou on the right cheek.

"bump!"

The arena was instantly quiet.

Zhang Ping's punch was solidly imprinted on Feng Yuanzhou's face, it did not cause any actual damage, but the insult was directly full.

Wang Qijing punched Ba Chengjing in the face, what kind of effect is this?

Goods, fine goods.

Feng Yuanzhou's lungs are about to explode!

I have practiced martial arts for more than [-] years, and I have never suffered this kind of grievance!

Without even thinking about it, the right hand struck across the fist directly, wrapping the fist with full spiritual power, trying to blow Zhang Ping straight away.

But it was just another puff of black smoke.

Hell step cast!
Appearing again, Zhang Ping was already in mid-air, with the Demon Slayer in his hand, billowing in a mighty momentum.

"Everyone step back!"

Zhang Ping raised his knife and shouted.

Immediately, all Zhanhaimen disciples including the sect master withdrew, at least sixty steps away from where they were just now.

"Old thief, let's taste our sea-slashing martial arts!"

"Break the waves!"

As soon as Feng Yuanzhou slashed out, it seemed as if the sea was parting in front of Feng Yuanzhou's eyes, and the sword intent that crossed the sky and the earth fell to the ground like a meteorite, attacking with an unstoppable offensive!
"Shizier dare!"

Feng Yuanzhou's fists lit up with the power of wind and fire, and the air wave exploded. In the roar, he punched hundreds of punches in an instant, and went straight to meet the broken wave.

The berserk aura folded like the sky and the earth, pressing down on everyone.

Lei Ming and Chu Kuang shot at the same time, with their palms raised in front of them, a burst of white light surrounded everyone, stopping the tsunami-like pressure.

The hurricane formed by the sword intent and fist momentum swept over and hit the tiger head armor of the two of them, making a burst of sound.

"Looking forward to success, this kid is definitely not relying on luck!"

Lei Ming looked at the domineering saber gesture, and felt very happy in his heart.

Warriors should be like this!

In Chu Kuang's eyes, the color of appreciation and satisfaction is almost overflowing.

He suddenly turned his head and said loudly to Lei Ming: "This kid's momentum is not much worse than that of Song Heng back then. You already have one of this kind of good seed. Don't fight me! Zhang Ping, I'm going to make it!"

"Each according to his own ability!"

Lei Ming laughed loudly.

After nearly 300 punches were fired in succession, the ground around Fengyuanzhou was completely blown away, and the long sword intent dissipated.

Then at the next moment, a terrifying and familiar aura appeared in the smoke in front of Feng Yuanzhou.

Absorbing all the power of wind and fire that escaped in the air, Zhang Ping raised his knife with one arm and pointed at Feng Yuanzhou.

"Exorcism."

"Dragon Roar!"