"Being killed within three attacks?" Tie Wu and Mo Yusheng looked at each other in amazement.
"We only know that Master Xuanzang from Guisi died under the leader of the killer list, but we didn't expect it to be…"
"Hey… the strength of the leader of the killer list has reached an incredible level, otherwise, how would my Shaolin Temple swallow our pride back then?" Xuan Zhi said helplessly.
"I think this Mr. Shi is also extraordinary. How secret are the sub-rudders in the killer list? I have been hunting for decades and haven't caught breath of them, but Mr. Shi can make out their positions. Being able to even pick their rudders is very difficult. I'm afraid this Mr. Shi is not easy," Mo Yusheng said solemnly.
"Can you see the depth of Mr. Shi?" Tie Wu asked suddenly.
"This……" Both Mo Yusheng and Xuan Zhi were taken aback.
"We really didn't see it."
"When I faced Mr. Shi, I didn't feel his cultivation." A gleam of light flashed in Mo Yusheng's eyes. "But I felt incredible horror from him. This is my martial artist's intuition, telling me that he is very dangerous."
"Speaking of the poor monks, they also feel this way. They obviously don't feel his cultivation level, but they feel that he is terrifying." Xuan Zhi and Mo Yusheng looked at each other.
"This Mr. Shi is also in an incredible state. It is still unknown who will win and lose in this battle…" Tie Wu looked up at the sky, and the sunset glowed with blood from the sky.
Zhou Ping was riding his Liger and standing on the top of a small mountain. Opposite it was a valley, which should have been off the beaten track. But now, Zhou Ping could feel that there was a lot of strong aura inside.
"This is the Jiangnan sub-rudder on the killer list? They did not hide their aura. It seems that I will force it if I am right. Also, since you are ready, how can I let you down?" Zhou Ping twitched the corners of his mouth, a cruel smile vividly appeared on the mask.
"Assassins of the killer list, die!" With a loud shout, Zhou Ping grabbed the Liger and jumped down the mountain.
Not far away, the corners of the mouths of Mo Yusheng and others who were watching the fight twitched.
"Amitabha! That’s so reckless. We all said that they had an ambush, and he actually rushed through like this. This Mr. Shi, too reckless…" Xuan Zhi whispered.
No one answered, everyone else stared at Zhou Ping's every move.
Boom…
The Liger fell on the ground without any discomfort. At Zhou Ping's signal, he rushed to the place where the aura was strongest.
Whew~
A large group of people suddenly surrounded Zhou Ping.
"Are you the guy who picked our sub-rudders?" Several people jumped out with grim looks.
"Doesn't it look great? I just rushed in like this. I am the old man ‘Blood Buddha'. Come here and obediently let me kill you, lest you will have to suffer more before you die," the fat guy said with a frantic look.
"Don't underestimate the enemy," a guy with a kind face, like a friend next door, said solemnly.
"Fang Wusheng, you are too timid, but a…"
"Noisy…" Zhou Ping interrupted before "Blood Buddha" was finished. Zhou Ping was not in the mood to talk with these guys. He came here to kill, not to chat.
"Boy, you are looking for death…" Hearing Zhou Ping's words, the "Blood Buddha" looked angry, but before he could move, a hideous beast appeared in front of him and bit him.
It's a Liger.
"Heads up!"
"Hurry!"
Several irritable shouts came. The "Blood Buddha" didn't react slowly either, and instantly leaped sideways to avoid the big mouth of the Liger.
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"But as…"
Snapped…
"Blood Buddha" just dodged the blow of the Liger, when his head burst open before he finished speaking. For a while, red and white splashed all over the floor.
"Moron…" Zhou Ping shook his fist to get rid of all the dirt on it.
"You really thought there was no one on the mount?" The remaining group of people on the killer list were all stunned.
"What a fast speed, what a powerful fist. If it attacked me, could I escape it?" Several people glanced at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.
Not only the people on the killer list were scared, but Mo Yusheng and others were scared also.
Mo Yusheng swallowed.
"Amitabha Buddha… The ‘Blood Buddha' once slaughtered an entire school overnight. Shaolin Temple and Wu Ya have teamed up to encircle and suppress him several times, but he always manages to escape. I didn't expect to be here today. It's really… " Xuan Zhi said "really" for a long time without speaking.
"Everyone, shoulder to shoulder! I don't believe that he alone can rival so many of us." Fang Wusheng roared, and suddenly, a group of his men rushed towards Zhou Ping.
"Rubbish……" Those who rushed over were obviously elites on the killer list, and even when they were marching, they also secretly matched certain formations.
But why did this formation look familiar?
"Is this Tiangang Beidou Formation?" Zhou Ping suddenly remembered something. Wasn't this the formation used by the Zhang family?
"Zhang Jiaran is connected with the killer list? No wonder the top masters on the killer list were invited." Zhou Ping instantly thought of the time he was ambushed when he went to Zhangjia Road.
"Unfortunately, let's not talk about the gap in absolute strength. Just this "Tiangang Beidou Formation" is something that can be broken by my fingertips."
Zhou Ping suddenly jumped down the Liger and launched the Seven Undead Illusions.
Boom!
One Assassin after another was headshot, but these people didn't even know how they died. The Liger was also rude, breaking into the crowd, showing great power.
The Liger was also a master of the Wuyi transformation stage. Although it couldn't deal with real masters, but for the cannon fodder of the formation that was scattered by Zhou Ping, it was definitely a super existence.
Fang Wusheng hid at the end of the crowd, watching his comrades being beaten to death by Zhou Ping one after another. No one could stop his next move, and his face was immediately full of horror.
Boom…
"Blood-handed scholar" Ning Qi, claiming that nobody lives after seeing his pair of blood-hands. Die!”
Boom…
The magic knife and Song together. There was a ghost sword across the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, even people with the sword were split in two.
One after another, the killer list masters were killed as if they were melons and vegetables. Many people were stronger than Fang Wusheng, and they couldn't stop a punch.
Fang Wusheng's eyelids twitched.
"This is the master of the killer list? How do you feel that it is no different from an apple and a watermelon?"
Another master of the killer list was beaten into a blood mist. Tie Wu and the others who were watching the battle from a distance opened their eyes wide and breathed in cold air vigorously.