Chapter 4243

What Chen Ping saw in the devil was that indifference.

This is a kind of natural self-confidence, just like everything is under his control, so he is not in a hurry.

Chen Ping's response is very direct. In his hand, he has grasped the black front giant sword.

At this time, I noticed that Chen Ping and the Cang Yuanzong disciples of the eighth prince all shouted in surprise.

At the beginning, they expected the comet to hit the earth, and then they worked together miraculously, and then they went to work separately.

I thought the comparison between the two people could only be seen at the last moment. Who knows that they were suddenly ahead of schedule.

"Is Chen Ping trying to die?"

Some people laughed. Maybe they wanted to flatter the eighth prince more.

"That's interesting!"

Even some strong people looked at the two people on the screen with great interest.

You know, Chen Ping has killed one person and lost five in a row.

As for the devil, no one dared to fight him.

In other words, Cang Yuanzong's disciples who didn't do anything to him just wanted to do it at the last minute.

The confrontation between Chen Ping and the devil finally attracted the attention of the whole audience again. Everyone's eyes fell on their picture.

In the picture of mountains and rivers, in front of the mountain and river monument!

Chen Ping's breath is rising crazily. The world has always thought that he has long been practicing to Juling Ding peak, but only he knows that he is now the seven levels of Juling.

And still just entered the seven fold realm of gathering souls!

The whole Dantian gas sea is like a real sea. It is erupting and boiling, and its breath is mixed with Qi and blood, sending out strange golden lights.

Before they had a formal fight, their breath collided with each other once!

The collision on the breath didn't see who took advantage. They were still standing and didn't move at all.

This is a perfect match!

Chen Ping moved first. The huge black sword in his hand turned into a dark shadow, and the people dissipated in the air.

The devil didn't use any weapons. He just punched the space.

Strong Qi seemed to tear the space apart, and Chen Ping's figure was forced to retreat.

Whether it is to shrink the land into inches or the mountain and river map rules under control, it is not an advantage at this time, because the Demon Lord is not lost to himself at this point.

The power of the devil's fist is stronger than the general Juling Ding peak.

Chen Ping doesn't dare to despise this most powerful opponent he has met so far.

After Chen Ping was forced out with one punch, the devil's face was a little more cold and arrogant. He just pinched Chen Ping.

The space around him was like being held in his hand.

Chen Ping felt that this is a kind of real control over the power of heaven and earth. Generally, only friar judan has such ability.

The devil is not the cultivation of judan territory, and naturally it can not be the real power to control heaven and earth.

"Break it for me!"

Chen Ping slashed a sword at the space around him.

The powerful energy seemed to tear the space into chaos, and the Qi machine that suppressed Chen Ping crashed.

But at this time, the devil's fist has arrived. His purpose is to wait for Chen Ping to deal with the power of repression. However, he has punched again.

Dong!

It was like beating a drum. This punch hit Chen Ping's black front giant sword.

This is the sound of energy collision. Chen Ping's body stepped back.

Don't underestimate this step, which proves that Chen Ping is not as powerful as the devil.