Chapter 1137: Shame
demonic cultivator!"Mr. Chen, someone has set up an array here. Could it be that talented child""After all, they came in before us, so they must be right ahead!"Liu Rui asked.Chen Ping shook his head...Chen Ping's body heavily smashed onto the ground, directly smashing a deep pit into it.
The originally half-built manor has now become a ruin.
Blood streamed from Chen Ping's mouth, and his body was covered in horrifying wounds.
"Haha, is that all"
Ning Zhi's body solidified, and he looked at Chen Ping with a smile.
Chen Ping slowly got up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and suddenly grinned.
Seeing Chen Ping still laughing, Ning Zhi was slightly taken aback: "You're smiling even as you're about to die"
How do you know I'm at death's door
Chen Ping sneered coldly, then with a wave of his hand, the Zhàn Lóng Sword appeared in his grasp.
The Dragon-Slayer Sword blazed with a raging fire, the flames painting half the sky red!
"Hmph, even with a sword, you can't hurt me..."
Ning Zhi let out a cold snort, and then his body once again transformed into a swirling array of incantations.
"Nine Shadow Sword Technique..."
Chen Ping's body spun rapidly, then split into two, two into three...
At last, six identical Chen Pings, each wielding a Dragon-Slaying Sword, stood before Ning Zhi.
In an instant, those incantations began to transform into enormous hands, reaching towards Chen Ping.
Six Chen Pings, six gigantic palms.
Waves of energy rippled across each palm.
Booming…………
Like the Buddha suppressing demons, a giant hand came down.
Chen Ping held the Dragon Slaying Sword and suddenly roared: "Spirit Fire, rise..."
Six Dragon Slayer swords rose in an instant, igniting with colossal flames that soared high into the sky, reaching a height of over ten meters.
The scorching flames pierced through those enormous hands in an instant.
"Ah..."
A scream was heard, and the hand formed from incantations began to rapidly vanish.
Then a figure appeared, engulfed in flames.
Ning Zhi's body materialized, his clothes still burning with flames.
"Fire... Fire..."
Ning Zhi desperately beat at the flames and rolled on the ground, finally putting them out.
Just as Ning Zhi had just breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a golden hand reach out.
Ning Zhi's face changed instantly. He wanted to dodge, but at this moment, his body felt as if it were bound, unable to move out of the way at all!
Chen Ping grabbed Ning Zhi's collar and pulled him in front of him.
Ning Zhi's face was blackened by the flames, looking extremely disheveled. His eyes held a trace of disbelief.
"Is that it"
Chen Ping grinned, then slapped him hard.
Smack!
With a loud bang, Ning Zhi's face was directly slapped with five finger prints.
Teeth came loose from Ning Zhi's mouth, blood flowing out with them.
"Is that it"
Chen Ping said teasingly, and slapped him again.
Sex...
Chen Ping grabbed Ning Zhi and slapped him on both sides of his face fiercely. Ning Zhi's face instantly turned into a pig's head.
Chen Ping wanted to thoroughly humiliate Ning Zhi, breaking his psychological defenses completely.
He would be terrified of seeing himself from now on, like a mouse seeing a cat.
As the eldest son of the Ning family in Kyoto, Chen Ping had no intention of killing Ning Zhi.
To save his mother and Su Yuqi before the new year, Chen Ping knew it wouldn't be easy to make enemies in Beijing.
A Dragon Family and a Martial Arts Alliance are enough for Chen Ping to handle.
As for Chen Ping turning those island warriors into human stakes and beheading Guo Wei, it was all to intimidate the clans in Kyoto. He wanted them to know not to provoke him easily.
I don't know how many slaps he gave Ning Zhi, but by the end, Ning Zhi's face was swollen beyond recognition.
His eyes were narrowed to a slit, like a pug stung by a bee.
Chen Ping let go, and Ning Zhi fell to the ground like a dead dog.
"You are no match for me, get out of here! If you dare to provoke me again, next time I'll take your life…"
Chen Ping looked at Ning Zhi coldly, then walked straight towards the Demon Suppressing Pagoda after speaking.Chapter 2457 How is this possibleHuomazi looked at the clear pool water and couldn't help but squat down, wanting to wash his face and get rid of the dust from the past few days of travel."