Chapter 385

Jiang Weimin walked to Taiyuan, not far away, but every step was like a heavy hammer falling on his heart. Taiyuan was pale and terrified. He wanted to admit defeat, but he couldn't speak. He thought he was weaker than Jiang Weimin, but he didn't expect that he would be very different. In front of Jiang Weimin, Taiyuan didn't even have the ability to speak.

Yang Ping looked ugly and clenched her fist.

Jiang Weimin deliberately provoked and said faintly, "waste, you shouldn't participate in the Dragon God competition."

Click!

When Jiang Weimin came to Taiyuan, Taiyuan made a sound of broken bones in his legs, knelt on the ground and struggled with all his strength, just to shout out the word "admit defeat". Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do. He watched Jiang Weimin stretch out a hand and pat his head.

Poof!

Taiyuan stared, unwilling to look at Jiang Weimin. This palm condensed the momentum of Jiupin realm, patted Taiyuan's head and kicked into the abyss of death. He didn't scream, and his pupils were puzzled and unwilling.

As long as the palm is implemented, Taiyuan will die.

"No!"

Yang Ping roared, tore open the barbed wire, jumped into the cage and jumped at Jiang Weimin.

The killing Buddha stood in the corner and half narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the fan was constantly shaking because the weather was too hot. At the moment Yang Ping broke in, his pupils burst out cold light and said indifferently, "if you violate the rules, you should be punished!"

Nine channels of Qi shot hard to stop Yang Ping.

Yang Ping roared and rolled away. He used the five element needling technique to form a subtle array to shake the nine Qi away. The killing Buddha gave a light sigh and said, "good strength?" the fan flew out of his hand and stopped in front of him. The fan is like a small world with a sea of blood in it, which makes Yang Ping feel like he is in Shura hell.

This is an ancient martial art created by the killing Buddha. The killing skill is understood by killing nine peer experts.

The first form of killing, Shura hell.

Yang Ping saw countless shuras emerging from the sea of learning and rushed at him. He felt the crisis of life and death and rushed with his teeth. It's an illusion, but it seems real. When Yang Ping rushed out of Shura hell, he saw Jiang Weimin's palm fall on Taiyuan's head.

Click!

The skull is broken and the spiritual world is annihilated.

Taiyuan knelt on the ground, his pupils puzzled, unwilling, and finally desperate black.

Jiang Weimin turned to the challenge arena and said coldly, "come if you want to kill me."

Yang Ping's eyes were red and endless murderous Qi gushed out of him. He dispersed the Shura hell created by the art of killing, hugged Taiyuan and checked his injury. Taiyuan's seven orifices were bleeding. He stared at Yang Ping and said with a bitter smile, "I wanted to admit defeat."

Yang Ping shouted, "don't talk. I'll save you first."

Taiyuan stopped Yang Ping, shook his head and said, "no, I know my injury. It's hard for an immortal to save. Hehe. Yang Ping, I'm dying... It's my happiest thing to be friends with you before I die."

Yang Ping's heart is in pain. A living person just now is dying. He thought of his brothers who were ambushed in the war and watched them killed by the American Power Association team.

When it was found that Taiyuan's vitality was cut off by Jiang Weimin, Yang Ping knew that Taiyuan was dead. Unless he can practice the five elements needlework to the final level, surpass the five elements into one and reverse Yin and Yang, he can pull Taiyuan out of the gate of hell. But he can't do it now. He can only watch his friend die.

"Don't kick me for revenge. He's strong. Living... Is the most... Most important..."

With that, Taiyuan's head tilted and died.

Yang Ping tightly hugged Taiyuan's body and knelt in the cage. A violent killing opportunity emerged in his heart. The dormant dark forces in his body climbed up the pupil. Two dark lotus flowers jumped, cheered and stared at Jiang Weimin.

Jiang Weimin didn't seem to see Yang Ping's hatred. He sarcastically said, "when you go to the challenge arena of life and death, you have the consciousness of death. If you want to kill me, you have to defeat others. Yang Ping, I'll wait for you to kill me."

Yang Ping roared, "I must kill you."

Jiang Weimin smiled, looked at the killing Buddha on the challenge arena, shrugged and said, "but I don't know if you still have a chance to fight me and violate the rules of the game. The referee has the right to expel you from the game."

When the fan returned to his hand, the killing Buddha looked unhappy. Yang Ping broke the rules and blocked him two moves, which made him very angry. The kind-hearted killing Buddha actually hides countless crazy factors in his bones. All he has seen are dead.

"Ha ha."

The killing Buddha stared at Yang Ping and said coldly, "since you violate the regulations, you have to pay the price."

Yang pinghan said in a voice, "it's a big deal not to participate in the competition, but I must kill Jiang Weimin. Jiang Weimin, if you have the ability, come up to me and we will fight for life and death!"

Jiang Weimin said with a smile, "idiot."

Boom!

Yang Ping still wanted to drink and scold, but the killing Buddha broke out a terrible killing opportunity, which condensed into essence. It was as viscous as the Jianghu, and the cage became a sea of blood. Yang pingshen was unable to do anything in it, so he really felt how terrible the referee sent by the organizer was.

The killing Buddha uses the killing technique to wither and flourish forever.

Yang Ping has not participated in the competition, so he has to face the art of killing. This person's strength is far above him. Once he uses his real skills, Yang Ping's body can't bear it, especially the spiritual world, which is quickly occupied by the enemy in the sea of blood.

Li ba turned pale and wanted to go up to save him, but when he saw the warning in the pupil of the killing Buddha, he stopped and looked anxiously at Yang Ping. He said secretly, Yang Ping, you must be calm and don't be impulsive.

She is very overbearing, but she also knows that the rules can't be broken. Even Mrs. Zhu can't save her at that time.

Rules are rules. Without rules, there is no place!

Seeing that Yang Ping was lost in the killing technique, the killing Buddha sneered and wanted to take the opportunity to suppress it. His hands slowly moved forward, palms down and hands down, just like the sky falling and drowning the earth.

The floor is broken.

Yang Ping's eyes were red and barely supported. He roared, "you didn't stop my friend when he died. Instead, you suppressed me. Killing Buddha, you're too unreasonable."

The killing Buddha said coldly, "reason is just the support of the weak, and the strong can only rely on their fists. If you can break the killing world, I will let you continue to participate and give you a chance to avenge your friends."

Yang Ping was drowned in a sea of blood and had no power to fight back.

The five elements needling technique has not reached the extreme. It can't pierce the world of the sea of blood. You can only watch yourself fall into the sea of blood. The sea of blood has drowned his chest. Once he is drowned, it means that he is swallowed up.

Am I dying?

The sea of blood rose little by little, and Yang Ping's head was blank.

Many people's shadows flashed through their minds. They were all brothers and sisters killed by themselves or died because of themselves, as well as enemies. He fought fiercely, but there was nothing he could do. There was too much gap between them to make up with anger and determination.

Jiang Weimin saw Yang Ping's miserable appearance and smiled sarcastically.

If you overestimate your strength, you will kill the Buddha. If you fight hard, you will die.

Li ba wanted to stop talking and wanted to ask Yang Ping to admit defeat, so as to save the relief of being suppressed. However, after admitting defeat, he had to quit the Dragon God competition and missed the champion. She opened her mouth and prayed secretly. Yang Ping, please cheer me up. My little cousin will be very sad to know that you are dead.

The killing Buddha can suppress any Jiupin realm without using all his strength.

"Admit defeat?" after a long time, the killing Buddha saw that Yang Ping could persist in the killing world for so long, and couldn't help but move his heart of cherishing talent. If a genius dies like this, it's arranged.

Yang Ping gasped, "if you break your world, you can take revenge?"

The killing Buddha frowned and said faintly, "it's good."

Yang Ping took a deep breath and said firmly, "OK."

Close your eyes and give up resistance.

Yang Ping was drowned in the sea of blood and completely lost his hope of breaking through the sea of blood. Once submerged, it means being manipulated by the killing Buddha. Everyone felt sorry for Yang Ping. LI BA's face was ugly, and Jiang Weimin showed a sinister smile.

At this moment, Yang Ping is immersed in the understanding of the sea of spirit.