Purgatory Artist

A strong wind hits.

Liuping stood still, his hand already on the scabbard of the prison guard.

But the fist abruptly stopped in front of him and didn't advance any further.

The middle-aged man's eyes jumped, and he shouted, "Why don't you hide?"

"Hide? I can't avoid it." Liu Ping said naturally.

The middle-aged man calmed down and looked out of the crowd, only to see a few policemen walking towards here.

Just listen to Liu Ping's slow words:

"I'm only fifteen years old, no spirit, just an ordinary person, not to mention a life and death status with you. If you are punched by a martial artist like you who possesses the spirit of the world, you will probably die immediately."

"What do you want to say?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Blood Heart Flowing Martial Arts Hall is closed. The only boxer who was going to take his newly-acquired disciple away, ended up being stopped by your group, bullying the small by the big, bullying the little by the more, and killing a fifteen-year-old in the street. disciple--"

While talking, Liu Ping looked around and sighed:

"A group of beasts who practice martial arts."

The voice fell.

The police have squeezed in.

The middle-aged man was so angry that he squeezed his fists and squeezed, but he did not dare to kill him again.

"What's the matter here! Who called the police!"

The lead sheriff asked loudly.

"We called the police." Liu Ping said.

"I've seen what happened just now. Since it's all right now, let's go away." The sheriff said.

Everyone didn't move.

The sheriff walked to the martial arts hall and said loudly while filming the closing notice:

"This is a notice from the Wumeng. The museum is closed, and you are still besieging their door. Why? Now you don't even listen to the Wumeng's words?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said without a smile: "Sheriff, we are just going out shopping, it doesn't seem to hinder anyone."

The anger on the sheriff’s face flashed away, and he said: “The thirty-two martial arts halls are really arrogant. Not only did they kill the officials of the military league in the street, they also blocked people in the street.”

"What are you talking about? Who killed the Wumeng people?" said the middle-aged man.

"Forget it, I don't care about the matter here. I'm just a little policeman. Look, the people from the Wumeng League have already arrived." The sergeant said.

Everyone looked at it together.

I saw a black shadow flying from the sky, gently and skillfully falling in front of the Blood Heart Flowing Martial Arts Hall.

Surprisingly, it was an old man with a cane.

Everyone changed their expressions and hurriedly saluted: "Master!"

If he didn't see it, the old man looked around and said in surprise:

"Huh? It's very lively. It's not a waste of my mind to come out and go out."

The sheriff hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hands:

"Master Grandmaster, did you see it just now?"

"Look at it—sorry, we martial arts, it's really hard to control, it's causing you trouble." The old man said.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be! See if you have any instructions, the younger one is waiting here." The sheriff said quickly.

The old man looked at the intersection around him.

The warriors blocked all the passable intersections, and stood on the inner three floors and the outer three floors.

The old man sighed: "Originally, we have seen more killings among our warriors, which is nothing, but now I understand Xiao Zuo a little bit——"

He looked back at Liu Ping.

"Master Grand Master." Liu Pingping said in courtesy.

"You called the police?" the old man asked.

"Yes."

"What about gold?"

"I gave it to Lord Zuo."

"What did Xiao Zuo say?"

"He let us just go, he will take care of things."

"Tsk... he's a fool too."

"Master Zuo is righteous and thin, he is really a man in the world."

"Huh, you know how to make others shoot, and when you are in danger, why do you call the police?" The old man's voice was full of murderous intent.

"Because the other party is alive, I am not an opponent at all and have no chance of winning." Liu Pingyang said as usual.

"If the other party has no spirit, would you dare to fight?" the old man said.

"Don't talk about fighting, come and kill one." Liu Ping said.

The old man glanced at him and said faintly: "Don't think you are only a teenager, you have to speak responsibly."

"Master Zuo just appreciates my talents and has a love for talents. This is how he promised to help us find a way out." Liu Ping said.

"Talent? The heart of loving talent?" the old man wondered.

"He knows that I am a perfect martial arts master, as long as I am given the opportunity to grow, I will definitely become the strongest of the times in the future." Liu Pingyang said without changing his color.

The old man smoked his mouth.

Since becoming a master, for hundreds of years, no one can make himself unable to even speak such words.

"...Such words are also said, I want to see what you are." The old man said.

He pointed randomly at the crowd, and said:

"You, you, and you—you martial arts disciples who are spiritless, since you dare to surround others when they are closed, then show your skills."

The few people he pointed out stood up.

"Master, what do you mean?" The middle-aged martial artist said.

"Let them fight." The old man said.

"What about life and death?" The middle-aged man asked quickly when his eyes lit up.

The old man did not speak, but looked at Liu Ping.

Liu Ping patted Chu Yunshang's hand, indicating that she doesn't need to worry, and then said: "It's not a matter of life or death."

The old man asked the middle-aged man again: "Do you guys have opinions?"

"No opinion!" the people said in unison.

One of the lanky guys with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks jumped out and fisted and said:

"To deal with this kid, I can take his life within ten strokes."

Gu was in full view, Liu Ping smiled, then tore open his clothes and pulled out a cloth to cover his eyes.

He stood in place, showing the color of memories.

——When I was blind, I fought like this at the beginning.

When they first met Zhao Chanyi, the two had a good fight.

Later, during a ruin exploration, she saved her by herself, and she gradually stopped being hostile to herself.

after that……

She withdrew from the arena by herself, and she was also tired of all kinds of struggles, saying that she wanted to go along with her.

Then the war between the human race and the monster race broke out-

Liu Ping shook his head and retracted his thoughts.

"What do you mean by blindfolding?" the thin tall man wondered.

"It's fairer, otherwise you won't be able to handle a single move." Liu Ping said.

"Arrogant!" the thin tall man said angrily.

Liu Ping walked towards the other party unhurriedly and asked, "Can we start?"

"Start!" the old man said.

The voice fell off.

The tall and thin man rushed straight to Liu Ping.

Liu Ping was blindfolded. He was walking slowly. He suddenly grabbed a step forward and broke the opponent's fist with one hand.

He pointed like a knife, and slashed lightly on the opponent's neck.

Huh!

The sound of broken bones is clearly audible.

The tall and thin man was beaten out and landed on the ground in front of the crowd.

His neck has been twisted.

he died.

Still blindfolded, Liu Ping stood on the spot, slowly raising a hand and said:

"Go with the rest, don't waste my time."

The remaining three looked at the old man and the middle-aged martial artist together.

The middle-aged martial artist said:

"Don't underestimate the enemy, cooperate with each other, come on!"

The three of them rushed towards Liu Ping.

Liu Ping still stood still, blindfolded, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand stretched out to make a fist.

one-hand!

Everyone's heart jumped.

This kid is still blindfolded, dare to meet the enemy with one hand?

This is too arrogant!

The three people on the opposite side rushed towards Liuping in the shape of a product.

Take a breath.

The leader caught Liu Ping's single palm, and the other two flashed behind him.

Liu Ping suddenly chuckled and said:

"Soldiers are not tired of fraud."

As soon as the voice fell, he saw that he held down the arm of the leader, his other hand stretched out from behind, hit the opponent several times like lightning, and threw it behind his back.

When the two behind them were about to make a move, they met their companion's body and had to pause.

A fist suddenly stretched out from the corpse's crotch, and it hit one of them severely in the throat, then put a palm into one, and slapped his chin.

The man's neck was smashed immediately, and his head was spun on his back with a palm hit, and he fell straight back on the ground.

There is one person left.

He let out a panicked scream and stepped back several steps in succession.

——Two people were killed by the opponent just as soon as it became clear!

How to fight this!

"Feel sorry."

Liu Ping still put one hand behind his back, raised the other hand, fisted with one hand, and said:

"My fights are always dirty, I hope you can bear it."

The man looked at the two corpses on the ground ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, gritted his teeth, suddenly took out a pill and ate it.

His face gradually turned crimson, and he laughed wildly: "You are very strong? Hahaha, but now I have used the war weapon potion, my strength has greatly increased, and I will definitely kill you!"

He rushed towards Liuping.

"The speed is really 30% faster." Liu Ping said softly, raising a hand.

Fists intersect.

After a short breath, the two sides fisted seven or eight back and forth. Liu Ping slapped the man's heart with a palm, slapped him out, and knelt on the ground far away.

"The skills are still those skills." Liu Ping closed his hands and said lightly.

The man stared at Liu Ping incredulously, spit out a mouthful of blood, slowly lowered his head, and stopped moving.

There was no sound.

"I said," Liu Ping said slowly, "I am an inexperienced wizard, a martial arts master who is inextricable, and Master Zuo admires me, but you can't accept this fact."

Still no one said anything.

He rubbed his palm at random, and said to the old man next to him: "Master Grandmaster, it's boring to fight like this."

"How do you want to fight?" the old man asked noncommitantly.

"As long as there is no spirit of warrior, let's go together." Liu Ping said.

"Do you think you can catch it?" the old man asked.

"These people all came to surround us when we were in distress. Now that there are adults here, presumably those enlightened martial artists can't hide their faces to kill newcomers like me." Liu Pingdao.

The old man nodded slightly, and said with a hint of instruction: "There are some broken rules, but you can't blame them. After all, in our world of warriors, the real principle is to eat the weak and the strong."

"So now I want to kill all of them justifiably, and ask the adults to do it." Liu Ping said politely.

The old man's mouth moved.

He found himself speechless again.