Originally, these masters thought that Ye Ping might not be able to win under the siege of Bai Ye and Feng Hanting. After all, Feng Hanting and Chen Anzhi's Taiping Divine Fist have a high possibility of turning the situation around. Even if they cannot defeat Ye Ping, they still think they can have a chance to escape. With their master-level escape speed, there should be no big problem.

But they didn't expect that they could not resist Ye Ping's strong attacks and fell one after another. They seemed to be more angry and less inhaled. Now they still wanted to continue fighting? If they were caught up by Ye Ping, the killing god, even if they were not dead, they would probably be almost the same. They saw Chen Anzhi's methods with their own eyes. The two beloved generals died tragically, and their fate would be very miserable.

"Bai Mei, I will compete with you next time. The defeated generals are coming. Let's wait until you have practiced, hahahaha!"

An eighth-grade master suddenly forced Bai Mei back, and his long sword penetrated Bai Mei's lower abdomen and immediately pulled away.

"You!" Bai Mei originally wanted to chase after him, but was seriously injured and fell to the ground immediately and began to use his power to seal the wound. The injury he suffered was not very serious, but was just injured by the sword energy. With his eighth-grade master's physique, he was able to recover soon. But now he doesn't have the strength to chase him anymore, and most of the people around him are in this situation.

The body has long been at the critical point and may collapse at any time. This time, I just kept fighting in one breath.

Now that he is injured by the sword energy, several people have lost their short-term combat power. Fortunately, Ye Ping was seriously injured by Bai Ye and Feng Hanting, and they can get their lives at any time. It’s just that there are few people missing, so it’s nothing.

"Well? I hurt my companion and I still want to leave? Who gives you the confidence? Who gives you the courage?"

Ye Ping glanced coldly and immediately knew what was going on. Suddenly, the spiritual energy on his body suddenly burst out, and the Sun Yat Fist instantly penetrated his body, and the powerful fist intention bombarded all directions. At this moment, the energy burst out, and he finally used the blood-exploding tactic. Otherwise, there was no way, there was an eighth-grade master and multiple seventh-grade masters here.

Moreover, the direction of their escape was inconsistent, and if they chased after them rashly, it would probably be difficult to solve. Although Ye Ping's strength has soared a lot, he is not well aware of his current strength. He has many wonderful uses and does not understand them very well. So he thought of reducing ten times with one force, and using extremely powerful means to directly attack and bombard them all at the same time.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful your strength is, you can defeat Bai Ye and Feng Hanting, but now you are probably at the end of your strength. How can you defeat us at the same time? Just relying on one boxing will make me come down. How can you? When we escape, there will be opportunities to deal with you in the future. Don't be too proud. Young man, don't be too arrogant!?"

The eighth-grade master who injured Baimei snorted coldly, immediately raised his sword and collided with Ye Ping's fist intention. But as soon as he came into contact, his face changed and he was extremely shocked. He originally thought that it was just a fist intention, and it was coming from a distance, so it would be easy to deal with. But when they really came into contact, they realized how innocent he was.

The terrifying boxing intention was not weakened by traveling through time and space, but on the contrary, it was still very powerful and surging.

As soon as his long sword came into contact with the intention of the fist, it was instantly shattered by the spiritual energy like the fiery sun and broke inch by inch.

"Ah! This is the long sword that has followed me for endless years, and it was broken like this! Ye Ping, who are you..."

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, the intention of the fist quickly penetrated his body and directly hit the sea of ​​consciousness. With the blessing of the White Lotus God's divine thoughts, Ye Ping now vaguely knew what the method of high-end combat was. It was not only to destroy the opponent physically, but to give the opponent severely mentally, making him directly an idiot.

What's more, there is a divine character condensed by the divine thoughts of the White Lotus God above his sea of ​​consciousness, and its power is incomparable. To a certain extent, the boxing intention is itself a manifestation of personal will, and it has a spiritual attack. Ye Ping's boxing intention is like this. After the blessing of the sea of ​​consciousness, he thought about whether he could directly bombard the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, but unexpectedly it was really successful.

This is also because the opponent has not mastered any method to protect the sea of ​​consciousness, otherwise he, as a novice, may not be effective.

It was a long time to say that, and in less than one breath, Ye Ping's boxing intention was divided into several parts at the same time.

Each fist intention hit the corresponding master's sea of ​​consciousness, and suddenly the sound of the sea of ​​consciousness explosion came from the sky. The few people fell on the ground like kites with broken strings, rolling their eyes, and they could not die anymore. In an instant, killing several masters at the same time, Ye Ping can be said to have repeatedly created his own myth.

There was no expression on his face, nor was it happy to be able to defeat such an opponent. It seemed that everything seemed to him to be very natural and destined, so there was no need to be surprised by it.

At this moment, everyone knew that Ye Ping's strength was really powerful, and no one in the northwest was his opponent. Even if the Shenwu Gong came in person, it would take two people to compete with each other with real swords and guns to know who was better. Nie Wu's eyes flashed and he was extremely excited. He wanted to tell Jiangling Sicheng the news very much.

"You did not read the wrong person. Ye Ping is indeed an invincible talent. Perhaps whether Jing'ansi can withstand Chen Anzhi's oppression in the future is on this person. If you know this news, you will definitely feel very happy. Stars are on top, and I have a premonition that Jing'ansi's true glorious era is coming. Ye Ping, I am waiting for the day when you become the true king."

This is the common idea of ​​all the night watchmen present at this time, and their eyes were full of hope.

What Chen Anzhi did in Lin'an has completely made them feel desperate, but faith is supporting them.

Now, I see hope, and hope lies with Ye Ping.

Feeling the scorching eyes of everyone, Ye Ping nodded slightly to them, slowly landed down, and walked to Bai Ye.

Time has changed, and so many things have happened in a short period of time, which is very touching.

The opponent who once thought it was out of reach is now lying at his feet, which makes Ye Ping feel a little incredible.
Chapter completed!