Chapter 135: 　Nine Turns Nether Art

"Boom boom boom!"
Ye Yusheng's fists are extremely heavy, and every punch carries a powerful force that makes the scalp numb.
"Crack!"
He didn't even know how many punches he had punched, he was just crazy for a moment.
When the clear cracking sound spread, Chen Ping's eyes straightened.
"how is this possible?"
He couldn't believe that this trapped dragon formation was even trapped by the strong of True Martial Realm.
But now, Ye Yusheng, a ninth-level warrior who only tempered his body, used brute force to blast a crack.
Ye Yusheng's pupils gradually flashed a touch of madness.
The powerful gravity has pressured his seven orifices to bleed, like a winding snake flowing out.
"Boom boom boom!"
The fist was as fast as the wind, hitting the stone pillar madly, and hit the same position every time, causing more and more cracks on the stone pillar.
Until a certain moment!
"boom!"
A stone pillar was exploded by Ye Yusheng abruptly.
At this time, he was already bleeding.
The gravity in the trapped dragon formation was too strong, and all of Ye Yusheng's internal organs were displaced.
The fragmentation of the stone pillar represents the fragmentation of the dragon formation.
At this time, Ye Yusheng looked like a demon who killed the world, traveling like a demon with the smoke of the sky.
All those who block the way will retreat.
Chen Ping was full of amazement, watching the demon-like figure rushing in front of him.
He is Ye Yusheng's must-kill target.
But Chen Ping, who was locked by the Qi machine, suddenly glowed with a strange light.
A black thread appeared on his body, and an evil, bloodthirsty, and ruthless temperament emerged on him.
"Hahaha..." Chen Ping's pupils were scarlet, and he laughed wildly: "Did you see it? This is my current strength, do you really think I am not your opponent? Haha..."
"Magic Way?"
Seeing Chen Ping who was laughing wildly, the devilish Ye Yusheng's tone did not fluctuate.
"Huhu..."
Chen Ping, who was covered with black silk threads, looked abnormally tired, as if the silk threads were heavy, and he was a little breathless.
But his spirit is extremely excited, a little abnormally excited.
"dead!"
Severely shouted, Chen Ping's figure had disappeared in place, the palm of his hand wrapped with black silk thread turned into a claw, and he grabbed Ye Yusheng's head.
The black silk thread exudes a very dangerous feeling.
Facing this extremely dangerous blow, Ye Yusheng's face also showed a familiar jealousy.
Crazy?
Who is Ye Yusheng's opponent?
"boom!"
The smoke of wolves was like a sea, raging like a big wave, and began to rise with his momentum.
The fist rumbling out like a sun of blood, smashed out against the weird claws.
"boom!"
With one touch, a huge wave of blood was set off, and the loud roar was deafening.
After the blow, the two did not disperse, but fought together frantically.
Without breaking through the real martial realm, hand-to-hand combat is still the main way of fighting.
"Hey!"
Fingernails ran across Ye Yusheng's chest, bringing up a flower. The weird black thread was going to penetrate the body along the wound, but it was burned out in the blink of an eye.
On the other side, Ye Yusheng's fist also hit Chen Ping's chest, but the black silk thread removed most of his power.
The more they fought, the more they fought, and the more they fought, the two of them who shot with all their strength, even split.
Surprisingly, the four fire demon sect powerhouses wearing great cloaks didn't even intend to make a move from beginning to end.
The pupils under the cloak kept looking at Ye Yusheng with scrutinizing eyes, and then nodded at the same time.
The four of them slowly glanced at each other, then turned and left.
They didn't care about Chen Ping's life and death.
Ye Yusheng saw the four people leaving, and Chen Ping saw it too.
It's just that neither of them cares, because both of them have absolute confidence in their own strength.
"kill!"
As soon as the two separated, they rushed together again.
"Hey!"
The air was torn once again, and five clear air ripples fell with a weird breath.
Break the army!
Chen Ping roared, tearing Ye Yusheng's head with a powerful blow.
"boom!"
Ye Yusheng also used eight fingers to cut off the river, a huge wave of blood and blood, and a giant finger of blood and blood condensed from endless firelight, colliding with the broken army hand.
The violent blood raged around, shattering countless ancient jungle trees.
The trend that was originally evenly matched, finally distinguished the high and low under this blow.
The breaker didn't cut Jiang's eight fingers low and was directly torn apart.
At the same time, Chen Ping's palm was split, which was penetrated by the finger light.
"How can this be?"
Chen Ping was shocked and wanted to step back, but Ye Yusheng didn't give him a chance at all.
"Chang!"
The Fire Ling spear came out of its sheath, with a sharp wind, directly turned on the machine gun mode.
Phoenix dance for nine days!
Baifeng returns to the nest!
The two-style gun battle was shot at extremely fast speed, the gun light avoided the black silk thread, and pierced Chen Ping's body in the gap.
Puff!
Puff!
In the blink of an eye, Chen Ping became a blood man.
"what……"
The pain was mixed with crazy screams, which sounded from Chen Ping's mouth, but he could not return to the depressed situation.
The speed of the Hundred Birds towards the Phoenix Spear is extremely fast, and every spear light carries the power to penetrate everything.
Even if Chen Ping tried his best, he couldn't make it back!
"Hey!"
Finally, the gunman tore the last defense of the black line and penetrated Chen Ping's heart.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, freezing the two bodies.
"Ho ho..."
As soon as Chen Ping was about to speak, the weird black thread on his body began to shrink, wrapped around his throat, and then tightened instantly.
"puff!"
A big head flew up with the blood and fell to the ground.
"This……"
The sudden appearance shocked Ye Yusheng.
This weird black line that made him feel tricky, actually killed the master?
It's terrible!
"Om!"
The plundering power of the system is automatically activated, plundering Chen Ping's energy and blood.
Qi and blood value +8677.
Ye Yusheng: "..."
Chen Ping, a martial artist with a dignified body tempering and great perfection, has only contributed less than 10,000 points of vitality to Ye Yusheng.
Is it because the system's appetite has increased, or is Chen Ping's body tempering and perfection too weak?
I don't know, nor dare to ask that.
After Ye Yusheng snatched Chen Ping's Qiankun bag, after making sure that nothing related to him was left around, he burned his body clean with a fire, then turned and left.
Chen Ping was a disciple of Tianyu Peak anyway, and died outside for no reason, which would eventually attract the attention of the caring people.
At this time, it must be foolproof.
As for the four Fire Demon Sect members, they have long since disappeared, and they can't find it if they want to.
...
Back in Flying Fish City, he reported to the sect the news that the Fire Demon Sect disciples had appeared near the Flying Fish City in an anonymous manner.
As for what the sect will do, it doesn't matter to him.
The days are free again.
However, Ye Yusheng did not give up on cultivation, and he also brought Hou Lei together and conducted devilish training on him.
A month's time passed in a blink of an eye.
Nothing big happened, and even the fact that the Fire Demon Sect disciple appeared in Feiyu Peak, there was no news.
I just finished practicing that day, only to hear a "ding!"
The system prompt that hadn't moved for a long time suddenly rang.
"The latest task, to obtain the first exercise of Nine Rank Nether Art, reward 20,000 gold coins!"