Infernal Artist

"Come on, let's continue reading."

Liu Ping held the "Introduction to Blood Heart Martial Arts" and read: "In the state of selflessness, use various sealing techniques to awaken your soul and resonate with the spirit of the world -"

"In this sentence, what does 'various sealing methods' refer to?"

Opposite him, the man knelt and sat motionless and said, "It's all about various methods of closing consciousness."

"Oh? Is that so?" Liu Ping said.

"Indeed." The man said.

Liu Ping squatted opposite him, looking at the booklet and saying, "Really? You must first close your six senses..."

"Yes." The man said.

Liu Ping sighed and said with some disappointment: "Why are you telling lies?"

A line of burning small words appeared in the void:

"As the Four Holy Pillars continue to strengthen, your strength is also constantly awakening."

"You are the king of deceit, the master of many deceptions that 'emerge' in the weirdness, and the holder of this weird law."

“When you listen carefully, no one will be able to deceive you with lies.”

Liu Ping glanced at it, stood up from the board, and stretched——

A flash of cold light flashed.

Dozens of blood marks were cut out on the man's body.

These blood marks seemed to be alive, constantly drilling into the man's body.

With each passing breath, the wound becomes deeper.

"I'm sorry, this is what I used to do when I was young to deal with people I didn't like——"

Following Liu Ping's voice, the man burst out into shrill screams.

"Why! I obviously didn't lie to you!"

He cried out in pain while speaking extremely sincerely.

Liu Ping was speechless, grabbed him, and said seriously: "Listen, tell me how to enter the world where Chu Yunshang is?"

"As long as you let me go, I can take you in!" the man said.

"Lies," Liu Ping said, "I ask you again, can you get his spirit by killing a person?"

"Yes! But you must get the consent of the dead soul!" the man said.

"Lying again," Liu Ping said with a smile: "How did you gain the favor of the spirit?"

"I found it and impressed it," the man said.

"It's still a lie - there is not a word of truth in your mouth. As a colleague, I admire you very much - but maybe you should listen to this sentence: colleagues are enemies."

Liu Ping raised his long knife and pointed it straight at the man's heart.

"Hateful! Damn boy!"

The man burst into a cathartic roar and said unwillingly: "If I had used the power of the spirit from the beginning, I would never have ended up in this situation!"

"Fighting is a matter of life and death. If you make a mistake once, you will have to admit death. If you say it at this time, it will only show that you are not professional at all." Liu Ping spread his hands.

The long knife slowly penetrated the man's chest.

The man gradually held his breath and did not dare to move at all.

"felt it?"

Liu Ping asked.

The man nodded.

"Your heart is only half an inch away from the tip of my knife. It is beating non-stop - you will have one more chance to answer my question. If you answer wrong again, it will stop beating." Liu Pingdao .

The man looked at Liu Ping with fear on his face.

Liu Ping sighed and said, "This is your last chance. Please listen to the question:"

"Chu Yunshang is just a young girl. Why do your thirty-two martial arts schools unite to deal with such a woman who has just matured in martial arts?"

The man didn't speak, but his expression became more nervous.

"She doesn't actually threaten you, right? Why are you so focused on dealing with her?" Liu Ping said.

"By the way, remember to tell the truth. If you tell a lie, that lie will be your last sentence in this world."

The man thought for a few breaths, then gritted his teeth and said, "To be honest, I don't know."

"Don't know at all?" Liu Ping asked.

"I don't know who asked us to join forces, and I don't know why we did this. The only thing I know is one thing." The man said.

"What?" Liu Ping asked.

"Her spirit is different. It is said that she is about to awaken to a new level." The man said.

"Can Ling continue to be promoted?" Liu Ping asked in surprise.

"Of course! Compared with us humans, the promotion of spirits is more difficult, so every time you are promoted, you will get a huge improvement - after all, it is the power of an entire world." The man said.

"It's just a spiritual promotion, is it worth taking action?" Liu Ping said.

The man stared and said, "I now believe that you are a real nightmare ghost. You have no idea how difficult it is."

"You mean, there are actually very few spirits who can be promoted?" Liu Ping said.

"Yes." The man said.

"Do you want to kill her and seize her spirit?" Liu Ping asked.

"That's not the case. If we kill her, her spirit will be greatly weakened. From now on, she will be resentful towards us and will never move closer to us." The man said.

"This is strange." Liu Ping frowned.

The world fell silent.

"...You see, I am telling the truth." The man said cautiously.

Liu Ping's thoughts were interrupted and he suddenly said: "Ah, yes, what you just said is the truth."

"Then - can you let me go?" the man asked.

Liu Ping said: "Be patient, I'm going to draw my sword."

He slowly pulled the long knife out of the opponent's chest, nodded and said, "Look, there wasn't much blood."

"Thank you for sparing your life," the man said with a sigh of relief.

Liu Ping smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's time for you to hit the road."

A wave of the long knife.

A flash of sword light shot out from the blade, cutting everything in its path into two pieces.

A human head rose into the sky.

The blood mist rose accordingly.

When a person dies, the whole world is blown away like the wind.

When Liu Ping slowly put away his sword, he had already returned to the martial arts hall.

All around was business as usual.

There was only a headless corpse kneeling opposite him.

Boom!

The head fell from nowhere, hit the wooden floor, rolled out a few meters, and stopped.

Liu Ping seemed to have not seen him, flipping through the booklet in his hand, and said helplessly:

"It's really nerve-wracking. There are too many proper nouns. I don't have basic knowledge. How can I read this?"

He put the pamphlet away and sat down across from the headless body.

——Is Chu Yunshang going to be okay?

One of the three people surrounding her had been killed by herself.

As for the other two——

I just hope that Chu Yunshang can defeat them.

If she fails...

Liu Ping closed his eyes, then opened them again.

"I haven't made a Ten Thousand Soul Banner for a long time... I don't know if killing all the thirty-two martial arts schools will relieve my anger... Maybe killing all the martial arts alliances will relieve my anger. It's really a headache."

He put the long knife on his knee and said thoughtfully.

…

Set time back slightly.

A world created by another spirit.

When Yun Shang fell down, he saw the desolate land all around.

Three figures fell down from the opposite side.

One of the figures shook, fell to the ground, and became motionless.

The other two figures were a little surprised, take a closer look.

"He's dead," one person said.

"This idiot, that kid just made a stab, but he didn't cover his whole body with the power of the world. He deserved to die for such a big blow," another person said.

The two of them looked at Chu Yunshang together.

Chu Yunshang had looked back and forth several times and said anxiously: "Where is Liu Ping? What did you do to him?"

Among the two, the burly man drew out a mace and said:

"Better worry about yourself."

Chu Yunshang took a step back and recalled: "There are four of you in total, one of whom was killed by him, and a martial artist - did you specifically use a martial artist to deal with him?"

"That boy was too arrogant during the day and should have been executed by now." The burly man said.

His companion said: "The higher-ups gave special orders to let this self-proclaimed 'unparalleled martial arts prodigy' feel despair, so we sent out warriors who truly possess spirits."

Chu Yunshang took a few steps back in confusion, staggered, and almost fell.

Is there no chance?

Liu Ping has that kind of filthy power, but this time the warriors are several times stronger than those mad dogs.

Will he survive?

The two warriors looked at each other.

"Have you lost your fighting spirit? You are indeed too young to withstand any blow." The burly man sneered.

"Well, that's just right. We'll take you back right now." His companion said.

Chu Yunshang said foolishly:

"I have been practicing martial arts for more than ten years. After many hardships and hardships, I finally achieved great success in martial arts. Unfortunately, no one paid attention to me, and no one came to the martial arts hall to practice... In the end, I finally met someone who helped me, and But you want to kill him."

She slowly raised her head.

Behind her, one after another red light appeared.

"No."

"He must not be dead."

Chu Yunshang floated.

"I'm going to kill you, go and save him immediately!"

boom--

The red light behind her suddenly spread out and turned into an endless sea of ​​light.

"Oops, her spirit has awakened!" The burly man shouted, waving his hand and punching her in the air.

I saw a flickering fist flying out and heading straight for Chu Yunshang.

"I'm on board!" said his companion.

He stirred up and rushed towards Chu Yunshang like a stream of light.

The next moment.

The ocean of light embraced Chu Yunshang, gradually gathered into a blood-colored cloak, and gently hugged her.

When the fist shadow reached her body, she twisted her waist slightly.

The blood-colored cloak danced with it, drawing the shadow of the fist directly into it and turning it into nothingness.

"Impossible!" the burly man cried out.

The words fell.

Chu Yunshang disappeared from the place instantly.

The man who jumped up was startled.

——Where are the people?

Not only blocked the spiritual fist, but also disappeared directly in front of him?

The man's expression changed and he said loudly: "Old Li, have you seen her?"

"No!"

"No, her level has far surpassed ours -"

The words have not yet finished.

A cat made of blood and light quietly appeared above him, cocking its head and sucking down.

The man suddenly let out a scream.

From his seven orifices, streaks of blood flew out and were sucked in by the blood cat.

Immediately afterwards, the man seemed to have all his strength sucked away, and his whole body collapsed to the ground, and his flesh and blood gradually disappeared.

The blood cat floated in the air, turned its head, and stared at the burly man with a pair of vertical pupils.

The burly man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took a few steps back.

"Wait a minute, I admit defeat." The man said.

"Die, meow!"

The bloody cat responded with ferocious killing intent.

It suddenly disappears.