As Zhang Ping’s voice slowly fell in the alley, the murderous look almost condensed into essence.
At this time, the beggar carefully looked at Zhang Ping’s purple cassock, then suddenly put Li Xunhuan back and shouted, "I’m in big trouble if I make a mistake."
When Zhang Ping and Li Xunhuan saw the beggar dancing wildly, they shouted, "If a beggar is alive, don’t owe others a favor, because if you owe them money, it’s hard to pay them back, but sometimes it’s really shameful to do things in a shameful way. It’s really not a real jerk."
As he spoke, he gave himself seventeen ears and fell to the ground and burst into tears
At this time, Li Xunhuan once again urged Zhang Ping to be ill: "Zhang Daochang, I don’t think this human nature is bad. Maybe all this is a misunderstanding. Let’s just forget it."
Zhang Ping smiled slightly at this time: "Good Li Xiong, why don’t you go back and take care of Rinrin girl Yu this gentleman first? I promise that I will never bother him or Wudang if I want him to take me for a walk."
Li Xunhuan repeatedly looked at Zhang Ping’s eyes and finally sighed and turned away.
Watching Li Xunhuan Zhang Ping gradually leave, he suddenly smiled and said to the beggar, "Master Hu will take me to the place where you want to go or you will die with wu-tang clan."
At this time, Zhang Ping’s smile seems to Hu Bugui like a demon in hell. It is a kind of fear from the depths of the soul to be continued.
Chapter two hundred and fifty-seven Dragon Father said goodbye
The door is small but the wall is high.
The courtyard is deep and quiet.
After listening to the screen, a middle-aged man, Lang, laughed. "Has Master Hu invited my brother?"
On hearing this sound, Zhang Ping’s mouth suddenly showed a smile because it was Long Xiaoyun sound.
After confirming that the mastermind was indeed Long Xiaoyun, Zhang Ping made a wink at Hu Bugui, and Hu Bugui then sank, "I’m waiting for Li Tanhua to finally come."
The words haven’t been finished, and a person has stepped out of the house first, but it’s not a few years. Who is Long Xiaoyun?
Zhang Ping smiled at Long Xiaoyun, whose face changed greatly, and said slowly, "Long Xiaoyun, we meet again, but don’t you worry that Li Xunhuan can’t come."
Although Long Xiaoyun’s face changed at this time, he did not intend to escape because he knew that he could not escape from Zhang Ping’s hand.
Long Xiaoyun suddenly laughed at this time: "I didn’t expect that Long Xiaoyun was dormant for two years, but but before he could conquer, he was dead was sad and sad!"
Seems to feel that he is going to die soon. Long Xiaoyun laughs loudly and desolate.
However, Zhang Ping suddenly said, "Yes, yes, the crisis leader can be considered a talent if he is not afraid of danger."
Long Xiaoyun also said with a smile at this time: "People are inherently mortal. Although someone has no ability, they are not afraid to die before they die. Some regrets made the Taoist laughed."
Zhang Ping suddenly said, "Long Xiaoyun, can you escape with your martial arts and Long Xiaoyun’s poor acting skills?"
At this time, I saw Long Xiaoyun’s two long sleeves suddenly flash, and then I saw Long Xiaoyun’s hands shaking and two silver spears slipping out of Long Xiaoyun’s sleeves. At this time, Xiao Long suddenly gave birth to a resolute momentum, and then he yelled at Zhang Ping with a sharp toe.
"Xiaoyun, go!"
After binge drinking, it’s just one or two ups and downs, Kung Fu Long Xiaoyun has already killed Zhang Ping. Seeing Long Xiaoyun before, it’s obviously a hard time to change his double spears. At this time, he points his double guns at the same time and takes several big holes in Zhang Ping’s chest and abdomen. There are both marksmanship and acupuncturing methods. At the same time, two short spears with good offensive and defensive coordination have reached the first-class level in Wulin.
However, for Zhang Ping, all this is far from enough. Zhang Ping suddenly gave a sneer at this time and then grabbed his right hand flat.
In Hu Bugui’s view, this claw is so ordinary that it can’t be hit by an ordinary blow. But in Long Xiaoyun’s view, this claw seems to be pressing towards heaven and earth.
In the face of the power of heaven and earth, even a master like Zhang Ping often has to stay out of the way, not to mention Long Xiaoyun.
See Long Xiaoyun two spear then suddenly like sand in the wind little by little broken into flying debris all over the sky.
At the same time, Zhang Ping’s right hand has appeared in Long Xiaoyun’s chest, and a heart-destroying palm is firmly printed on Long Xiaoyun’s chest
When Zhang Ping’s overwhelming palm came into contact with Long Xiaoyun, the force that destroyed all vitality made Long Xiaoyun Bai never live this palm himself.
So Long Xiaoyun suddenly grabbed Zhang Ping with both hands and shouted, "Run."
Zhang Ping’s paws changed at this time. With the sound of "click", bright red blood slowly flowed out of Zhang Ping’s palm. Don’t completely destroy Long Xiaoyun’s eyes and lost his last breath.
Just when Zhang Ping was about to pull his hand away, he suddenly felt a considerable force coming from Long Xiaoyun’s hands. Even if Long Xiaoyun died, he still did his best to hold on to Zhang Ping’s hands.
It’s a pity that when Zhang Pinglong waved Long Xiaoyun’s efforts like Prajnaparamita, it was only when Long Xiaoyun won a few more breaths.
Stride out of the room, Zhang Ping, at this time, the posture of the world is running to the extreme, but dozens of steps have already seen it far away in Long Xiaoyun.
At this time, Long Xiaoyun saw that Zhang Ping strode to chase the young age. He was already white. Long Xiaoyun must have died in the hands of Zhang Ping. He really didn’t want to die. Since he was sensible, Long Xiaoyun has always recognized himself as a tianjiao and everyone was born. The trajectory of his life in the next ten years seems to have proved all this. However, one day he met Zhang Ping, so when the fake protagonist met the real protagonist, he became a supporting role.
Anger, jealousy, unwillingness to know that you will die, resentment, everything seems to devour Long Xiaoyun’s reason
"I killed you!"
Long Xiaoyun came running madly towards Zhang Ping at this time, and a dark and liquid dagger in his hand shone with touching luster.
Zhang Ping did not move, but quietly watched Long Xiaoyun rush to death step by step.
Just as the distance between the two sides narrowed to less than a foot, Long Xiaoyun’s speed and strength suddenly increased many times. This speed and strength is really not what a teenager who has been deprived of martial arts should have.