Chapter 4570

Long Qingqing followed behind Chen Ping. These days, she saw with her own eyes that this man, whom she couldn't see through, lived like an ordinary person.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Long Qingqing was puzzled, but more importantly, he felt that there seemed to be some ultimate truth contained in this kind of life.

Suddenly, Long Qingqing looked at the rain and fog ahead, where there was a powerful murderous intent.

Chen Ping, who was walking in the rain, also stopped, and his figure disappeared in place.

At the same time, a sword appeared at the position where Chen Ping was standing just now.

The blade is extremely smooth, this is a flying sword!

Chen Ping's figure had not yet appeared in the air, but several flying swords appeared around him again.

These flying swords forced Chen Ping to nowhere to retreat.

choke!

A shrill sword cry appeared, and the flying swords that pierced into the air froze slightly.

Using flying swords in front of the Kunlun Mountain Swordsman, these killers who assassinated Chen Ping were really unlucky.

Long Qingqing's sword whizzed past, and directly blocked five flying swords with the force of a single sword.

Chen Ping's figure was revealed, and the tyranny in his eyes became heavier.

Assassin, someone actually dared to kill him.

The cultivation bases of these assassins are not low, and they are monks in the eighth level of Infant Gathering Realm, and they are also sword cultivators.

Chen Ping glanced at the sky, and suddenly felt that the rain was a little weird.

"Don't look, someone has hoodwinked the secret!

Long Qingqing sent five flying swords flying with one strike, and the figure stood beside Chen Ping.

What a big hand, in order to assassinate himself, there is a strong man who blinded the secrets of this sky, how much power must be used.

The flying swords came flying again, and Long Qingqing had no choice but to meet them. There were six flying swords in total, and six powerful sword cultivators. If these people joined hands, even Long Qingqing would not be able to deal with them in a short time.

Chen Ping suddenly punched the space in front of him fiercely.

"Come out!"

After a loud shout, the space distorted for a while, and a short figure flashed out.

The speed was so fast that Chen Ping's eyes blurred for a while. This is a monk who practiced the way of space.

It seems that these people who want to kill themselves have also taken great pains.

In Dongzhou Continent, he was faced with endless pursuit, but he did not expect that he would not be able to escape the fate of being hunted down in Zhongzhou.

It seems that because of his appearance, some people in this world have been affected.

In Chen Ping's hands, there was a giant black edge sword. This old partner has been useless for a long time, and it's time for him to drink blood.

A huge beam of light slowly enlarged from far to near.

This is the attack power of the spirit weapon, within one ten thousandth of a second, this attack landed on Chen Ping's body.

The power of the realm around Chen Ping only persisted for a short moment!

boom!

A blush appeared on Chen Ping's body, which was Chen Ping's physical protection.

But the power of that beam of light is too powerful, at least equivalent to a full blow from the cultivator of Juying Dingfeng.

There was no way for Chen Ping to avoid it, so he had no choice but to take the blow forcefully.

The powerful force allowed Chen Ping to slide on the ground for hundreds of meters.

The mouth almost spurted blood, and when sliding, Chen Ping felt several cold murderous intents staring at him.

These people are waiting to give themselves a fatal blow.

Chen Ping could have blocked the blow, but he still chose to resist the blow, the purpose is to lure out the killer hiding in the dark.

Only when they are injured, these killers will think that they are at the end of their battles. It can be said that Chen Ping is also ruthless to himself.