"Brother Wang Ping! Don't hurt him!"

Brother Qiang stopped him.

He hasn't figured out why Tian Xiaobao laughed several times. If he doesn't figure it out, he may not be able to sleep tonight.

But Wang Ping didn't listen to him, and instead moved his sword faster.

The monks who were watching the excitement all exclaimed. Everyone was focused on Tian Xiaobao and Brother Qiang. They did not notice Wang Ping behind them. At this time, a sword struck. This little guy in the field was probably going to die.<

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There are also people with a bit of solemnity in their eyes. This guy who is at the eighth level of qi training, his strength should not be underestimated, and his swordsmanship has a bit of "power".

There is another powerful enemy in this area.

As if Tian Xiaobao didn't notice, he raised his head and glanced at Brother Qiang, only to see the anxious look in Brother Qiang's eyes.

Wang Ping's spirit sword was aimed at Tian Xiaobao's back and heart. Once hit, he would definitely die.

Wang Ping was very confident to kill this kid. In order to kill him, he used his most powerful move, not only to kill this kid, but also to establish his authority.

Make a name for yourself in this area, so that you will be stable in the future, and no one will take the initiative to find trouble for you.

"Go to hell!" Thinking of this, the killing intent surged crazily in his eyes.

It's a pity——

Ding!

Wang Ping stopped. The imaginary sword piercing his chest did not appear. Tian Xiaobao had already faced Wang Ping at some point.

Wang Pingping faced him, with disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Flames rose in Tian Xiaobao's hands.

The white flame is like a pure white devil, dancing gently, seeming to tempt humans to take the bait.

In everyone's surprised eyes, Wang Ping's spirit sword... slowly melted.

Looking closely, it turned out that not only did his spiritual sword not penetrate his heart, but was blocked by a spiritual shield, it also melted under the white flames displayed by Tian Xiaobao...

When the master is alive, there is a chance that the spiritual energy is destroyed and it will backfire on the master, especially a monk like the sword cultivator who only uses one kind of spiritual weapon in his life.

Their swords are part of their bodies, nourishing their own spiritual swords at all times.

If the sword cultivator's spiritual sword is broken during the battle, there is a high probability that he will be backlashed by the broken spiritual sword.

Sure enough, as drops of liquid dripped from the melted sword, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tian Xiaobao looked at him like he was looking at garbage.

"You are too slow, you are grinding."

Bang!

Wang Ping was kicked in his weak point, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, with his eyes open like this.

Unbelievable death...

At this time, not only Brother Qiang behind Tian Xiaobao was incredible, but also the crowd of people watching were incredible.

A sword cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, whose strength should not be underestimated, was actually killed by the young man in front of him in a single encounter.

What is his cultivation level and his identity...

It’s definitely not the seventh level of Qi training!

Tian Xiaobao looked down at the white flames wrapped around his right hand.

He knew that this flame had intense heat and could burn most things in the world.

But he does not harm his master.

"Is this Nanming Lihuo? It's really... Thai pants are hot!!!"

Tian Xiaobao shouted in his heart.

If this were in the original world, this flame hand would make many chuunibyou jealous.

"I accept your contract in this blazing fire. Tonight, the bloody roses bloom, the demons and beasts scream, the Luo Shen Wushuang sighs, I am both good and evil, a hundred ghosts walk at night, wreaking havoc without limit, you should be the devil's helmet, wish me to kill them

!"

Just when Tian Xiaobao was immersed in fantasy, a tragic cry brought his thoughts back.

I saw the girl named Wan'er who was originally hugged by Brother Qiang, lying on Wang Ping's body with tears in her eyes.

"Brother Ping... Wuwuwu, Brother Ping... you can't leave me... Brother Ping... Wuwuwu."

At this time, Brother Qiang's voice suddenly came.

"Sister Wan'er, don't be sad. I will avenge this revenge! Brother Wang Ping is the introducer of us two. We should live well and live well together with his will, dreams and blessings."<

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"Get out of here! You're so bald! You know what the hell, Wang Ping is my Taoist companion!"

At this time, not only Brother Qiang, but also the onlookers, and even Tian Xiaobao were stunned.

Let me take a closer look at what is going on.

Wang Ping is the introducer of Wan'er and Brother Qiang;

And Wan'er is a Taoist couple with Wang Ping...

Tian Xiaobao suddenly realized, what a gangster!

He looked at Brother Qiang, who was also in the middle of a brain shutdown.

Regarding Brother Qiang, Tian Xiaobao was a little disgusted at first, but later found it a little funny, and now he started to pity him a little.

"You, you, you! You liar! You two teamed up to deceive me, right? I thought we were in love, but I didn't expect that we were all plotting in secret! You bitch!"

Brother Qiang was extremely angry and cursed loudly.

Wan'er, the Taoist monk who died, also broke the pot and counterattacked: "You are so bald, and you don't even look at what your own face looks like. How can anyone take a fancy to you? Every time I see your face, I

I feel like vomiting in my heart!"

"Seeking death!"

The furious Brother Qiang picked up his big saw and cut Wan'er into pieces.

Note, it is really cut into pieces.

The onlookers felt a bit cruel, and some people couldn't bear the blood and left.

After venting, Brother Qiang collapsed on the ground, feeling dejected. He didn't expect that.

I have been single all my life, and finally someone fell in love with me, but in the end, I was deceived...

Why! Why!

Why! What! What!

"Uh... I'm sorry to bother you, but what, can you take this body away? Also, don't cry in mourning in front of my house, it's unlucky."

Brother Qiang tightened his grip on the big saw in his hand instantly, and his eyes were about to open.

Suddenly thinking of the power of Wang Ping's sword just now, even I was a little surprised. If it were me, I would never have taken it so easily.

And the white flame made him feel inexplicable fear.

"Bald Qiang? Did you hear me?"

"Ah? Ah! Okay, wait a moment, I'll move to the other side."

Then Brother Qiang moved two corpses, oh no, one corpse and a pile of minced meat to another place.

Then he knelt down and continued to cry.

"No——"

Snowflakes are fluttering and the north wind is blowing~

The world is vast~

A cold plum stands proudly in the snow~

Tian Xiaobao looked at this sad scene and took the initiative to dub Brother Qiang.

Then he opened the house's defense formation and left here.

He was going to go to the cave to see what was going on.

Tian Xiaobao has not gone out for seven or eight days, which is like a century for this place under construction.

Because inside the cave, things look the same every day. Countless buildings have been built and many buildings have been demolished.

The main purpose of his trip this time was to take a look at the currency market, to see what the current situation of spiritual stones is and how they are spent in the market.

If everyone is reluctant to part with the flower spirit stone, how will they expand their space in the future? Do they still have to enter the secret realm?

This condition is not allowed now.
Chapter completed!