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C1011 At That Time the Flower Bloomed



C1011 At That Time the Flower Bloomed

Xiao Sunn walked in front of the Old Master Muu, not concealing his dense killing intent in the slightest, but the expression on his face was cold and heartless as he looked down at them from above, "You old fogey, I'll beat your soul and torture you forever in hell!"    

    

Old Master Muu's eyes were calm, but there was a hint of regret in them. He had destroyed his own Dao Fruit but he did not kill this person and had left behind trouble for himself.    

    

Xiao Sunn's reputation was great, but it was also very bad. This was also the reason why Old Master Muu wanted to perish together with him.    

    

The reason Devil Sect was called Devil Sect, because those who entered it only asked about strength and not about character, and therefore stood on the opposite side of Cihang Quiet Building.    

    

Although they were guilty, they would not die. It was a pity that they did not have the power to protect themselves as they gazed longingly at the sky, knowing that they would never be able to see their granddaughter again in this lifetime.    

    

"Die."    

    

Xiao Sunn grabbed at Old Master Muu's head. At that moment, Old Master Muu did not have any way of resisting, he could only wait quietly for the pain. But just as the palm was about to explode Old Master Muu, a hand appeared out of nowhere and blocked Xiao Sunn's attack.    

    

It was a powerful palm that seemed to be able to hold up the sky. Looking at the palm, it revealed a delicate and pretty face. His starry eyes were filled with endless grief.    

    

A cruel smile appeared on Xiao Sunn's face, he used his strength once again, wanting to kill his opponent. The boundless Qi entered the other party's body, and the natural force swirled around crazily, like a fierce tiger trying to tear its prey.    

    

However, very quickly, Xiao Sunn's expression changed. Not only did the injection of the natural energy not explode his opponent, his opponent's body was like an ocean, able to absorb all of the energy.    

    

At the same time, not only was the natural power being absorbed, but the force in his body was also disappearing. Xiao Sunn was shocked, he immediately pulled back and looked at his opponent in shock.    

    

"Sorry I'm late."    

    

Yang Ping stared at Old Master Muu's pale face, his eyes filled with pain. In that instant, by the time he sensed it, Old Master Muu was already lying on the ground, with the end of his life.    

    

He could not accept the fact that he had lost everything and was just waiting to die.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

Xiao Sunn was shocked by the other party's ability, he did not dare act rashly and shouted, "I am the head of Devil Sect Protector Vajra, you should be aware of the consequences of offending the Devil Sect."    

    

Yang Ping did not pay attention to Xiao Sunn and helped treat Old Master Muu, but she found out that his power was like a clay ox entering the ocean, it disappeared without a trace and Old Master Muu's body became a bottomless pit, its vitality completely gone.    

    

In other words, the Old Master Muu was about to die.    

    

"Old Master Muu, do you have any last wishes? I will definitely fulfill it for you." Yang Ping endured his grief and asked.    

    

The Old Master Muu didn't seem to be unwilling to part with you, but instead opened his eyes wide and laughed, "Kid, I feel relieved to see how you are now. After I leave, help me find my granddaughter... Tell her... All these years, Grandfather has missed her a lot. "    

    

Yang Ping's eyes turned red, she anxiously nodded and said, "I will definitely do that."    

    

"Also, Old Master Mu, he's old and needs someone to take care of him. With me by his side, the old fellow probably doesn't have anyone to play chess with him, he likes you a lot, so when he's free, he should be advised not to overwork himself and rest more. "Out of the billions of people in China, all of them are hoping for him to live for a hundred years"    

    

Yang Ping nodded heavily.    

    

The Old Master Muu sighed and said faintly, "It's just that I can't go back. Before I die, I want to go back to my hometown and take a look … "Haha …"    

    

Yang Ping hurriedly said: "Old Master Muu, I will think of a way to protect your life, and I won't let you die. Believe me, Old Master Muu, you cannot sleep, wake up!"    

    

Old Master Muu grabbed Yang Ping's hand and slowly drooped down.    

    

A famous general had died in a foreign land.    

    

Before he died, he left without any family members around him.    

    

Yang Ping held onto Old Master Muu's hand, and felt the coldness in it, the pain in her heart continued to surge, and a killing intent that couldn't be moved exploded out from her body. In that instant, an extreme spot appeared between his eyebrows.    

    

In his mind, he recalled the scenes of his interactions with the Old Master Muu.    

    

"Brat, you're not bad. I have a beautiful granddaughter. Can you consider her?"    

    

"Brat, it's still too early for you to go outside with just this little strength. You have to take at least three of my moves. Otherwise, if you go out and get beaten up, you'll embarrass me."    

    

"How are your alcohol tolerance so good? I couldn't tell that I was done in by you. No way, next time I'll definitely get those old guys to come and beat you to death."    

    

"I repeat, although I did not find my granddaughter, she is definitely worthy of you. Her mother is so beautiful, so she won't be bad.    

    

"…"    

    

The scenes were still fresh in his mind, but Old Master Muu's body was gradually turning cold. A saint of his generation was killing Devil People and fighting back against famous generals who had contributed a lot to China. Every time he made a huge contribution, it was enough for him to advance to a five-star general.    

    

In this world, there was no saint like the Old Master Muu who wholeheartedly served the people.    

    

This was also one of the reasons why Yang Ping respected the Old Master Muu.    

    

However, such a person had actually died.    

    

Didn't good people get repaid for their crimes? Was this a calamity that lasted for a thousand years?    

    

Yang Ping stood up, and her eyes instantly turned black. However, the space between her eyebrows was suffused with a gold glow, as if a new world was releasing a vigorous energy.    

    

Xiao Sunn looked at the scene in front of him and spoke with disdain: Young man, I see that your talent is not bad, are you interested in following me? Isn't it just the death of a saint?    

    

Yang Ping stared at Xiao Sunn, and a change occurred in her body.    

    

The Body of Top Yang's power revolved crazily. Its hands and feet, the dantian in its abdomen and the space between its eyebrows, a total of seven points had already opened up, as if a black hole was devouring the energy from the outside world.    

    

Above his head, at the Baihui acupoint, a node suddenly appeared.    

    

Yang Ping looked at Xiao Sunn as if she was looking at a dead man, and said: How do you want to die?    

    

Xiao Sunn was startled and then laughed out loud. He held onto his stomach and said: "Are you asking how I want to die? If I'm not mistaken, your Subsaintly State is still the same as mine. A single Subsaintly State is equivalent to trash in front of me. "No matter what you rely on to block my attacks, it's just a few times."    

    

"I see that your talent is really good and you want to take me in as your disciple, but you actually asked me how I'm going to die. Aiyo, I'll laugh for a bit. You're the funniest person I've ever met, but I like it."    

    

After Xiao Sunn sensed Yang Ping's realm, he immediately dispelled his doubts. A Subsaint was considered an expert in the martial arts world, but to him, it was just too weak. He had killed an unknown amount of Subsaint, and right now, he was disdainful to kill Subsaint, because it was too embarrassing.    

    

"You shouldn't be able to sense my cultivation realm, right?"    

    

Xiao Sunn felt that Yang Ping had lost her mind because of her hatred. She did not know the difference between a saint and Subsaint, but she still released his saint's pressure and shouted, "Kneel down!"    

    

The imposing aura of the saint wanted Yang Ping to kneel on the ground.    

    

But Yang Ping was very calm.    

    

Immovable like a mountain.    

    

Xiao Sunn was surprised, and laughed: "So you do have some ability, but do you think that you have the qualifications to challenge me just because you can resist the power of a Saint?"    

    

"How do you want to die?"    

    

Yang Ping asked seriously, her eyes cold and emotionless, completely different from before.    

    

At this time, Yang Ping was the god of death.    

    

If someone who was familiar with Yang Ping's personality was to be expected, they would definitely be shocked. Once he entered into a berserk state, it meant that her strength would increase by ten times and no one would be able to defeat him.    

    

Xiao Sunn shook his head, and said unhappily: "Truly troublesome, since you are not obedient, then just like an old man who doesn't die, go to hell."    

    

The first move of the Heaven Mending Technique!    

    

Xiao Sunn immediately used his ultimate technique, wanting to kill Yang Ping.    

    

Puff!    

    

A golden fist solidly landed on Xiao Sunn's face, causing his eyeballs to pop out, and time seemed to stop at that moment. His face slowly deformed, and his teeth flew out one after another, bringing along with it blood.    

    

Impossible.    

    

Xiao Sunn howled in his heart.    

    


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