Isn't the Heike ambitious and in cahoots with the Blood Skull Wolf? That Ping Yi Sword is the first wave of price that the Ping family will pay!

Bang!

Without any suspense, Wan Dong's palm, like a hammer, slammed into Ping Yijian's chest. Between the energetic spits, the golden light is ten thousand ways, looking at it from a distance, it is like crossing a layer of pure gold for Ping Yijian, but it makes this oily and powdery sissy rarely burst out with a bit of pure momentum, and it has become Ping Yijian's swan song in this world.

Tumbling and flying, Ping Yijian was like a small boat that was tumbling in the stormy waves, not to mention Ping Wanhao, even Ling Tianhua and Ling Wushuang were very worried.

It's hard to imagine that Ping Yijian can survive such a fierce and domineering palm, and Ping Wanhao's heart almost didn't jump out of his throat. A hysterical roar came out of his mouth, and Ping Wanhao's palms danced wildly one after another as if they were cramping, and countless energetic qi swayed all over the sky, like a man-made rainstorm, falling directly from the top of Wan Dong's head. Looking at it like that, if Wan Dongsheng hadn't been chopped into mashed meat, Ping Wanhao would never have given up.

It's just that Ping Wanhao wants to kill Wandong, but it's not that easy! In fact, after splitting Ping's sword with one palm, Wan Dong had already begun to move. The true meaning of the wind was instantly activated to ten percent, and Wan Dong's figure suddenly became ethereal and unpredictable. A gust of wind fluttered in the palm power released by Ping Wanhao.

After the anger in Wanhao's heart was suppressed a little and the person calmed down a bit, he was shocked to find that under his own crazy offensive, although Wandong was a little wolf, he was unscathed!

A small Heavenly Grid Realm beginner can actually be safe and sound under the almost crazy offensive of a mid-level powerhouse in the Divine Dao Realm, even if you see it with your own eyes, I am afraid that not many people can believe it. The purple-clothed powerhouse couldn't help but sigh in his heart, there was such a young man who was almost a demon in this world!

"Little bastard, if I don't break your body into ten thousand pieces today, I swear that I will not be a human being!"

Ping Wanhao had just calmed down some of his anger, and after finding that Wan Dong was safe and sound, he was excited again, and his body shook up, and he was about to rush towards Wan Dong again, but the purple-clothed strong man surnamed Xie hurriedly dragged him.

If it weren't for the covetousness of the candle yin flower surnamed Xie, Ping Yijian would not have made a bet with Wei Shaoqing, and if the two didn't bet, then the next thing would not have happened. Thinking about it, Ping Wanhao transferred all his anger to the person surnamed Xie, and when he saw that the person surnamed Xie came to stop him again, he glared at it unceremoniously, and there was even a faint hint of murder in his eyes.

The purple-clothed powerhouse surnamed Xie knew what Ping Yijian meant to the Ping family, and his expression was also a little stunned at this time, he coughed, and said, "Brother Ping, now is not the time to rush to take revenge, I just saw that the son of the Ping family seems to have a breath, if he is rescued in time, there may be a ...... to save him."

A word to wake up the dreamer! Before the words surnamed Xie were finished, Ping Wanhao had already turned his head impatiently to look at Ping Yijian, and at this look, the hairs on Ping Wanhao's body stood upside down one by one. Ping Yijian did still have a breath, and after his body landed, he was struggling to half-sit up. Although his face looks like gold paper and there is little life, as long as he still has a breath, with the ability of the Hei family, it is possible to save him. Even if he can't be completely cured, as long as Hei Yijian lives, then his sins can be alleviated. What Ping Wanhao never dreamed of was that while he was in dispute with the surname Xie, Wan Dong was like a hungry wolf who smelled blood, and quietly touched Ping Yijian.

At this time, Ping Yijian was already as fragile as a baby, how could he withstand Wandong's second round of 'ravage'? Ping Wanhao didn't expect that Wan Dong would be so ruthless, he failed to kill in one hit, and immediately sent out a second blow, and in front of him, a big master, this is not only to level the life of a sword, but also to level Wanhao's face!

Not to mention Ping Wanhao, even the purple-clothed powerhouse surnamed Xie was stunned when he saw it, and there was a chill in his heart.

By the time Ping Wanhao reacted, Wan Dong had almost arrived in front of Ping Yijian, but Ping Yijian had obviously not recovered from the blow just now, and he was half-sitting at this time, stupid, completely unaware that death had come.

"Dog mongrel, you dare!"

Ping Wanhao couldn't help but let out an earth-shattering roar in his mouth, and the whole person staggered out as if he was crazy. The hair that was originally bound was completely messed up at this time, flying unkemptly, like the mane of a lion running wildly.

It's a pity that Ping Wanhao didn't practice the lion's roar skill, even if he shouted at this time, he didn't want to stop Wandong. I saw Wan Dong and his fingers, breaking through the air and connecting the dots, more than ten finger winds flashing with golden mangs, and immediately roared out, successively different, and fell on Ping Yijian's body with great care. Every time the wind falls, Ping Yijian has to spew out a mouthful of blood, more than ten finger winds, more than ten mouthfuls of blood, and none of them can spurt out a zhang far! Such a blow, even when Ping Yijian was in its heyday, he might not be able to withstand it, not to mention that he had already reached the time of distraction at this time.

And Ping Wanhao could only watch this happen, even though he was anxious, but there was no way to stop it! Since his cultivation had been promoted to the middle level of the Divine Dao Realm, he had not experienced this feeling of powerlessness and helplessness at this time, coupled with frustration and panic.

"I'll kill you......" Ping Wanhao even had the mind to tear Wandong apart alive at this time. In the roar, it rushed straight to Wandong.

"Hey...... Take care of your young master first, maybe there is salvation! Wan Dong was not afraid, and raised his leg and kicked Ping Yijian's corpse away.

Ping Wanhao was angry in his heart, but he must be able to save Ping Yijian, and his heart still couldn't help but perk. Ping Sihai entrusted Ping Yijian's safety to him, if Ping Yijian died, where would he have the face to go back to Ping's house again, and see Ping Sihai again?

Although Ping Wanhao was extremely angry, he was eaten to death by Wan Dong, no matter whether what Wan Dong said was true or not, he could only turn around and throw himself at Ping Yijian.

Ignoring Ping Wanhao no more, Wan Dong turned around and swept back, standing in front of Wei Shaoqing again.

At this time, Wei Shaoqing's face can be described as 'dead ash'! He originally thought that after his period of hellish penance, his cultivation would rise sharply, and when he faced Wan Dong again, he would not be ashamed, but when he saw Wan Dongcai's move, he knew that he was whimsical!

His progress is indeed not small, but Wan Dong's progress is even greater! Far from getting closer, the two are getting farther and farther apart. For a while, Wan Dong was like an unattainable peak blocking Wei Shaoqing's face, which made him a little breathless.

What happened to Ping Yijian and Ping Wanhao, the purple-clothed strong man surnamed Xie saw it all, he didn't want Wei Shaoqing to end up like Ping Yijian, and he didn't want to let himself become Ping Wanhao. Ping Wanhao's status in the Ping family is not low, and he is the elder of Ping Sihai, he didn't take good care of Ping Yijian, maybe there is still room to turn around, but he is different! If Wei Shaoqing has three longs and two shorts, there is only one fate waiting for him, and that is - death!

As soon as he saw Wan Dong facing Wei Shaoqing, the purple-clothed strong man surnamed Xie suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly jumped to Wei Shaoqing's side, protected him only, and stared at Wan Dong vigilantly.

Seeing this, Wan Dong smiled slightly and said, "What's going on?" Isn't the gamble going on? ”

The purple-clothed powerhouse surnamed Xie was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't wait to dissect Wan Dong and study it carefully. Why do other young people always tremble when they see him, but Wan Dong is so dismissive of him? Although it is said to be a demon, this demon is inevitably too rebellious!

"Boy, you are so daring! Ping dares to kill with a sword, aren't you afraid that Ping Wanhao will break your body into ten thousand pieces? ”

Wan Dongxie laughed, pouted, and said, "I'm afraid that even if Ping Wanhao breaks my body into ten thousand pieces, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart." It's just a pity that he can't take care of me now. ”

"What?" The purple-clothed powerhouse surnamed Xie was stunned for a moment, and his face was puzzled.

"Bastard bastard! What the hell did you do to a sword!? Before the purple-clothed powerhouse surnamed Xie could speak to the ground, he heard Ping Wanhao let out a roar of incomparably angry roar, rushing over like a mad lion, and his eyes were so wide that he couldn't shoot a shuttle of bullets and beat Wandong into a fishing net.

Wan Dong shook his head and said with a smile, "It seems that your realm is still not high enough, and I can't even see what means I use." I advise you to hurry up and take Ping Yijian to find a master above the peak of the Divine Dao realm, if you have time, you may be able to save Ping Yijian and his life, otherwise his little life will really be buried here. ”

"You...... I ......"

Ping Wanhao wanted to be angry, but before he could send it out, Wan Dong glared back at him with a cold eye, "You just yell at me here, when the time comes, you will miss the best time for treatment, and the person who killed Ping Yijian is you, not me!" ”

Hearing Wan Dong say this, Ping Wanhao suddenly lost his temper, glared at Wan Dong fiercely, and didn't greet Wei Shaoqing, who was surnamed Xie, so he held Ping Yi's sword and flew away like a meteor catching the moon.

Seeing that Ping Wanhao was gone, the purple-clothed powerhouse surnamed Xie suddenly woke up, looked at Wan Dong with shock, and said, "You...... You didn't plan to kill Ping Yijian from the beginning, you injured him but didn't kill him, and you took a breath in order to transfer Ping Wanhao away and get rid of a strong enemy for you?! ”

Thinking about the joints, the purple-clothed powerhouse surnamed Xie immediately had an indescribable surprise on his face!

Wan Dong was very shocked to have such a cultivation at a young age, but he never thought that in a dangerous situation, Wan Dong's scheming and wit would be so terrifying! Such a young man, I can't help but feel terrible that the purple-clothed strong man surnamed Xie doesn't feel terrible!

After Wei Shaoqing thought about it for a while, he understood the trick of this, his face also changed suddenly, and the kind of jealousy of Wan Dong in his heart was even more irrepressible, and he regarded Wan Dong as the number one enemy in his life!