C1037 I will Always Protect You
C1037 I will Always Protect You
Although Yang Ping had hidden her traces the whole way, Doctor J and Zhu Yan still managed to find some clues. Yang Ping fled towards outside the city.
The two of them looked at each other and saw the killing intent in each other's eyes.
The most dangerous place was the safest place. It was very dangerous outside the city, and it would only be safe if she stayed in the city. However, Yang Ping choosing to leave the Dragon City meant that he needed to rest.
They followed him the entire way.
They arrived at a farm in the northern suburbs of Dragon City. Behind the farm stood a hill full of trees. If one looked closely at the top of the hill, they would see purple smoke billowing out. This was an extremely good place, and was also the reason why the rich liked to bury their ancestors.
Yang Ping stood on top of the hill.
The wind came and the clouds scattered.
Silence.
Except for the faint glow of the farm lights, there was silence and few people came.
Yang Ping just stood there, unmoving like a mountain. It was unknown what she was thinking. But two people appeared behind him, Dr. J and Zhu Yan.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Yang Ping turned around and smiled: "The feng shui here is not bad, it's suitable for burial. Dr. J is from Mi Country, so maybe you could give some pointers to the Yin Yang Wind and Water of China. "
Doctor J stepped forward and smiled. "This is indeed a treasure trove. If you die here, I will help you bury it."
"But I won't. If Dr. J dies here, no one will help you burn paper. " Yang Ping said coldly, "My brother is buried right here."
Zhu Yan scoffed, "Yang Ping, don't bluff. We can all see that you are heavily injured, and fighting back will only result in your death."
Yang Ping stared into Zhu Yan's eyes, and shouted: "For Zhu Xi's sake, I will let you go this once, but this does not mean that you can still escape."
"Let's attack together."
Yang Ping opened the door wide, without taking any form of defense, she just stood in front of the two of them, causing Doctor J and Zhu Yan to suspect, that if they were severely injured they would not be so calm, at least they would be afraid. Playing tricks would not affect the judgment of the enemy.
But because of this, Yang Ping did not show the slightest bit of fear.
Was he not injured?
Dr. J had a plan in his mind, he thought that if Yang Ping was not injured, she would definitely be a dangerous person. I'm still in the upper-level phase and I'm still just a bit away from researching evolution, is it worth it for me to make a move?
Zhu Yan was thinking at the same time, she had not completely absorbed the energy in her body, so she was probably not Yang Ping's match.
The two of them were old cunning foxes, if they had followed Yang Ping alone, they might not have hesitated at all, but once the two of them got involved, they would become cautious. They would not retaliate against Yang Ping, but would instead be afraid of being ambushed by their comrades.
In fact, Zhu Yan and Doctor J did not trust each other. Following the Bronze Mask Man was a temporary measure, they really wanted to kill each other to obtain their only power.
"Don't even think about it. You will die by my hands sooner or later."
Yang Ping rose into the air and pounced towards Doctor J, striking out with Top Yang Divine Fist, one technique combined with the Eight Desolations, enveloping the entire hill. On the hill, a golden five-clawed dragon condensed into form, its imposing and savage aura exploded forth, causing Doctor J to feel that there was no resting place in the world before today. Just relying on this Six Paths of the Eight Desolations was enough to intimidate the soul of an enemy.
But Dr. J was one of the leaders of Mi Country after all, so he could not just sit there and wait for death. He spoke a mysterious incantation and a white light descended from the sky.
It was a miracle, a prayer!
Doctor J used the European and American Church's mysterious prayer technique to counter Yang Ping's Six Paths of the Eight Desolations Divine Fist. Just as the prayer technique was released, it was immediately broken by a single punch. Only one terrifying fist was left in this small world.
Doctor J's face changed, he shouted again and again: Zhu Yan, what are you waiting for, make your move.
Zhu Yan's expression became grave, as she felt the terror of the Desolate Six Ultimate, Eight Trigrams. She only hesitated for a bit, and then missed the best time to attack. With a whoosh, Dr. J was sent flying. His body split open, blood splattered in the air, and he fell down the hill in a parabola.
Yang Ping was unforgiving, with one move, she heavily injured Doctor J, and threw herself down, wanting to understand Doctor J.
Dr. J was scared half to death. Gritting his teeth, his body directly melted, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and disappeared into the soil.
Zhu Yan was shocked when she saw Doctor J abandoning his own body and using the island's Yin Yang Arts to leave. The cost of doing this was very high and she would not use it unless she had no other choice. This was because it consumed a lot of energy. At the moment, Dr. J estimated that she had lost half of her strength.
Zhu Yan turned to the side as her pupils flashed, and she quickly disappeared into the wilderness.
Under the dark starry sky.
Yang Ping did not follow them. If Zhu Yan and Doctor J wanted to escape, they must have their own methods, it would be extremely difficult to capture them. Otherwise, they would not be able to survive in the Dragon City.
He did not intend to chase, so he stood silently on the hill.
In fact, his injuries were much more severe than they appeared to be. He used the last bit of his power to fight the Six Paths of the Eight Trigrams, barely injuring Dr. J, and then used their suspicious personalities to get a chance at survival.
Right now, Yang Ping was the weakest Yang Ping, any level 9 expert could kill him.
Yang Ping did not leave in a hurry.
There were still enemies that did not appear.
He had to persevere, or else he would die a miserable death outside the Dragon City. This was because many experts were waiting to see what would happen, waiting to give him a fatal blow. As long as he revealed his weakness, he would die a miserable death.
This was the price of using a golden needle.
Yang Ping didn't dare to believe it at all. She only used the golden needles to move it a little, yet it actually swallowed all of her energy and almost dried up due to fright.
Too terrifying.
The golden needle was not something that could be used at his level at all. If it was completely activated, Yang Ping reckoned that even her cultivation experience would be squeezed dry and she would die a graveless death.
It was best to be more careful when using the golden needles in the future.
The enemy did not appear for a long time. He was adjusting the energy in his body, his meridians and acupoints continuously producing Qi of Top Yang s.
However, he was just barely able to accumulate a bit of it to maintain his current pressure.
Yang Ping sat on a rock at the top of the hill and took out a cigarette, which she placed in her mouth and started smoking silently. On the hill below the night sky, there was a red dot, which was Yang Ping's cigarette butt.
At the bottom of the hill.
A hazy figure could be vaguely seen. It combined its body with the darkness of the night, and not a single trace could be seen. His eyes were cold and emotionless as he stared at the top of the hill.
"The King of Assassins is also interested in him. I wonder what sort of reward you get for it, it can make you give up your fear of Immortal Medicine Sect." A chuckle sounded, causing the King of Assassins's pupils to constrict.
A red light pierced the source of the sound.
The red light was the King of Assassins' ultimate move, called Blood Blade. It was a sacred weapon that had been used to assassinate Wang Cheng for many years.
The flying Blood Blade had not missed, but it had failed this time. The Blood Blade sank into the dark underbrush without the slightest reaction, then it made a curved figure.
Seeing his figure, the King of Assassins was greatly shocked.
Feeling the vigorous dark energy in his body, which was much higher than the King of Assassins he was, the King of Assassins was instinctively terrified.
"You are …" The King of Assassins turned around and left, because he knew very well that he was no match for this person. If he stayed, he would die.
The King of Assassins' most ranked assassin in the entire world, Yang Ping, who was ranked far higher than the previous Yang Ping, felt a thick sense of fear at this moment.
"Since you've come, don't leave. If you dare to kill my man, obediently die."
Her cold voice was like a witch who had walked out of the underworld, causing the King of Assassins's body to stiffen. Then, the color in his eyes slowly disappeared as he was swallowed by darkness, turning into a lifeless statue.
The black clouds dispersed.
The beautiful figure revealed her true appearance. It was Ming Zhu.
She looked at the hill and murmured, "No matter what happens, I will always be by your side to protect you."