Chapter 273 No way, where will the rescue come from?
The rough man grabbed Pingping and threw him to the ground again.
At this time, Ping Ping used many techniques, but they were all shot back.
A man's body is like metal. You can cut it with a knife and be burned by fire, but I will remain standing!
Ping Ping gasped for breath, stepped back, and suddenly came to a corner of the room.
He asked gloomily: "Tang Sanmu, Tang Sanmu, what on earth did you do?
What the hell is this!"
"You rude little brat, it's just that you didn't sleep well for so long, what are you talking about?"
The man said and rushed towards the corner.
Golden Requiem: I have been cultivating with the help of human bodies for such a long time, and now that I have integrated them, I feel like I haven’t accomplished much in my cultivation.
Nether Mania: Yes, it feels incredibly weak and is no match for him.
I am a little pineapple: The main reason is that the opponent is too powerful. Although the mediocre spells are strong, they feel completely unstoppable and the fight is too frustrating.
At this time, the weapon friends were completely relaxed and commented on the battle.
It's like watching a wonderful movie.
Ping Ping took a few deep breaths, and there was a strange sound in his throat, and it seemed as if blood was dripping from his eyes.
He seemed to be greatly stimulated. In fact, if you think about it, you will know that being suppressed and beaten like this is an unprecedented humiliation!
Lines of white light appeared on the body, wrapping around the body, and then Pingping quickly rushed forward.
The speed was very fast, like a bolt of lightning, rushing directly to the man.
The man subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the speed of the person in front of him was really incredible, and the fist landed directly on his face.
boom!
Although the man's body was strong, he still took two steps back due to the speed.
Shake your head and take a few deep breaths.
After realizing that he was no match, Ping Ping had already changed his fighting style. He had to rely on his own speed to win!
The white light shrouded in the hazy night, like lightning in the void, cutting through everything.
The man's face is also mapped in white.
The flexible body constantly changed its position and hit the man with several fists in succession.
The man tried to grab the person in front of him with his hands, but failed. He seemed to be just grabbing blindly.
"You're just a reckless guy, do you really think you can defeat me?"
"No matter how strong you are, you will always have your limits, and there will always be times when you will be blown away!"
After tapping it again and again, Ping Ping let out a low roar.
The man also changed his posture at this moment, subconsciously dodging and no longer making any attacking movements.
On the contrary, there were hurried footsteps coming from the door again.
This time, two people, a man and a woman, stepped in. They were wearing clothes that looked like they were lovers.
All of them looked gloomy and dissatisfied.
The woman was the first to speak: "It's already very difficult to take care of the children every day, and you keep me awake every day!"
The man also continued: "I have been thinking about it for several days, and finally I have the opportunity to deal with this culprit!"
Although the friends have never met these two people, judging from their words, they should be neighbors here.
The bodies of the two are much more flexible than the first man who came in.
He was holding a red rope in his hand and was grabbed by two people. The moment he saw Ping Ping coming over, he tightened the rope directly.
But Ping Ping's flexibility was also surprising. While running, he twisted himself to an incredible degree, and forcefully slipped under the rope.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Ping Ping subconsciously wanted to rush to the door and run out.
The woman exclaimed: "He is going to run! Stop him!"
But it seemed that it was too late, Ping Ping stepped out of the door with one foot, feeling somewhat proud of having just relaxed.
Who would have thought that suddenly, the door at the stairway opened, and there was a person holding a talisman in his left hand and a bell in his right hand, all dressed in black.
The talisman shook and the bell rang softly. The man in black stepped forward quickly, and an invisible barrier formed around him.
Nether Mania: A spiritual talisman transmits a wonderful sound, and all kinds of sins are before me. This is the soul-fixing technique of the Sutu Sect!
I’m Little Pineapple: So where did Master Tang gather so many experts? I’m so curious.
Golden Requiem: Now the Ping Ping weapon has probably cracked, and everyone is confused.
Heroes Have Tears: I also want to know how Master Tang contacted these people?
Tang Sanmu was sitting calmly in front of the camera. He was no longer nervous at this time: "I just joined the owner group of their community and found a few people who have a lot of grievances and know some skills."
Hearing the words "owner group", the equipment enthusiasts were speechless. Is it such a simple way?
Tang Sanmu smiled bitterly: "This is not easy. After I go to the owner group, I have to prove to the people in the group that I am Tang Sanmu, and I have to prevent being kicked out by the group owner if I am suspected of fraud.
After overcoming all these difficulties and obstacles, we successfully found these people."
Golden Requiem: Are these people originally so powerful?
Tang Sanmu replied: "Happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy are all breath.
Since it is breath, it can be transformed into spells. In the past, some people used their own sorrow as breath and turned it into talismans. However, everyone who saw this talisman was full of resentment.
It can be said that these neighbors have been grudged against Pingping for a long time, and they could not bear it for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to take revenge.
I will naturally increase the aura on their bodies so that they can fight."
Everyone was surprised: "How can it still be like this?!"
“In fact, it sounds simple to say, but it is also very difficult to implement.
First of all, the person on whom the spell is cast must be talented. In other words, the capacity must be large enough to accommodate a relatively powerful aura.
Secondly, it needs to have a solid foundation in metaphysics, otherwise it will not be possible.
Just screening these two is already very difficult.
For people who live here, the third condition seems simpler.
It requires quite strong emotions, which must have been built up for a long time.”
Hearing what Tang Sanmu said, the weapon friends suddenly realized.
I lamented that I still have to thank myself for being in the No. 1 era.
After all, in this era, metaphysics is popular and there are still quite a lot of people who know magic.
At this time, the melee in the room continued, and the resentment turned into sharp energy and went straight towards Yaoxie Xingmingxing.
After Pingping struggled for a while amid the crowd's siege, he couldn't hold on any longer. He gasped for breath and was pushed to the ground, writhing and trying to escape from the restraints.
But it didn't make any sense. The big man who came at the beginning just waved his fist and banged it twice, which made Pingping almost fainted. He calmed down and made no sound for a long time.
"Finally I caught you! Let you be arrogant again!" the woman said angrily.
But Pingping's eyes were full of fear at this time, and he said tremblingly: "Don't, don't hurt me!
Please, don’t hurt me!”
As he spoke, his eyes were red and tears rolled down from his eyes.
Golden Requiem: Good guy, now you actually know how to beg for mercy, weren't you very proud just now?
I am Little Pineapple: Now that you are begging for mercy, have you ever thought about how Xiaole’s family has lived these years?
Nether Mania: In the live broadcast room, I have seen monsters before, and they have rich emotions. There is no such thing as being unable to understand human emotions.
Nether Mania: Since you can understand, you should know how much you have gone too far.
Ping Ping spoke with difficulty: "Of course I understand that this is a big trouble. In fact, I didn't want it to develop to this extent.
At that time, the aura of heaven and earth was normal, and the seeds I planted would only make Xiaole grumpy, and only in rare cases would he turn into a monster.
In fact, except for Xiaole, it can be said that it has no impact on others.
I didn't expect that the world would change later, and the seeds would start to grow crazily, making Xiaole's changes become more serious."
Tang Sanmu said calmly: "Since you have seen the seriousness of the change, why didn't you take back the spell as soon as possible?"
Ping Ping hesitated and was speechless for a moment.
Tang Sanmu continued: "To put it bluntly, I still can't get over the hurdle in my heart, desire.
You want to make the seeds you plant stronger, so you keep persuading yourself to let Xiaole stay in this state for a while longer.
Let yourself become stronger, until later on, it becomes so strong that you can't even take it back."
Ping Ping hummed: "Master Tang, you are right, I can't hide anything from you.
The world has changed, and I know that my future will be extremely simple.
Whether they are humans or animals, they all want to live a better life, right?"
The man clenched his fist and hit him hard in the face again: "Live, of course everyone wants to live.
But you can’t sacrifice others!”
"I was wrong, I was really wrong. Cultivation is not easy. I hope you can let me go." Ping Ping's breathing became increasingly difficult.
He was pressed tightly by the neck. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been sent away by now.
Tang Sanmu looked at Pingping's current appearance and felt distressed. He leaned on the stool behind him and said softly: "What should I do with you?"