Chapter 258 Failure

How does Shen Luoying know that although Gan Ping has decided to attack him in order to stand up, he has not done all his strength. Otherwise, with his body comparable to that of a middle-level monk of Jindan, he can break Shen Luoying's defense with only one sword. Why bothering so much? You should know that Gan Ping once killed Mo Yehua's real Jindan master with his own hands, and he fought with Hua Lingfeng two days ago. At present, this Shen Luoying is not enough.

It's just that he is so arrogant as soon as he comes up and defeats the challenger with one move. Such a posture is too arrogant. If he does such an act, he must have a hot-tempered brother to take action, which will be disturbed by himself. Nowadays, the safest way is to slowly show your strength, so this pair of hands is extremely important. It is too low to show your own means at all. Since Shen Luoying came to the door, it is the best grindstone.

Shen Luoying was forced to be in a hurry and gloomy by this attack. He didn't know that Gan Ping intended to release water. He wanted to see what skills he had. He just thought that he was comparable to this boy, but he was so embarrassed when he was robbed. Seeing that the people under the stage were talking louder and louder, Shen Luoying roared and immediately flew out thousands of small sharp edges from behind.

Gan Ping was shocked and quickly fixed his eyes. It turned out to be countless thin flying needles like cow hair. The blue light flashed and dark. Looking at Gan Ping's expression, Shen Luoying smiled, and the thousands of small flying needles rushed down like rain all over the sky and went straight to the Gan plane door.

This flying needle is made by Shen Luoying's several kinds of spiritual gold rewarded by his elders, plus a large amount of sunflower essence, which contains Shen Luoying's own natural essence. It is usually warmed in Dantian, and once it is released, it is overwhelming, like a rain. If you are stabbed by it, you will definitely be made by the sunflower essence in the flying needle, and you can't move all over the cold.

Originally, Shen Luoying did not want to take out this magic weapon. After all, although such magic weapons such as flying needles are easy to use, they look quite sinister in the eyes of outsiders. For Shen Luoying, he thinks he still cherishes his feathers.

The thunder was shining, and the needles were flying. The fire under the stage couldn't help cheering. He couldn't help jumping on the boundless's knees, and his face was eager to try. From time to time, he pulled the boundless's long beard, which made the boundless frown slightly, but he still smiled. In this way, what do you want? Mo Congfeng, who was beside him, was also full of sadness and nodded slightly with satisfaction.

Just before he appeared on the stage, Gan Ping left Huoer under the stage. After all, he was not a disciple of Mo Lingfeng's beast. It was really not good to bring a spirit beast to the stage. What's more, although he must be challenged today, Gan Ping thinks that there will be no opponent who needs to work together with Huoer to win. When Huo'er saw the little girl Bixin looking at her with her eyes full of light, she was so scared that she ran to the arms of An, who sat under the stage and watched the battle. Obviously, Huo'er was still afraid of the white and tender little hand of the little girl, for fear of being poisoned again.

Wu'anzi picked up a small jade gourd and took a beautiful sip. His face was full of joy. The breath made many elders watching the battle look sideways one after another, and Wu'anzi couldn't help but be even more proud. I didn't love this little clever ghost for nothing. As soon as I got back to the mountain, I sent this kind of filial piety, which really comforted me.

Thinking about it beautifully, my hand suddenly lighted down, and the small jade gourd disappeared. Wu Yizi quickly looked back and saw a tattered cloth robe on his short back. While putting the gourd mouth into his mouth, he walked to a group of disciples on the other side, holding a huge chicken leg in his hand. Who else could he be?

A slightly wry smile. This uncle is really too airless, isn't he? Even the things of the younger generation had to be robbed, but then he laughed again. Since this old man has benefited, with his temperament, he will definitely not take advantage of others for nothing. It may be a blessing to be targeted by him. He is also lucky as a disciple.

The battle situation on the stage has become white-hot. Under the circumstances that Gan Ping intends to release water, Shen Luoying is really happy with him. The blue needles all over the sky roared and went straight to the key point of Ganping and weak defense. Unfortunately, the small clock on Gan Ping's head was too strong to break it easily, which made Shen Luoying very depressed. She could only compete with Gan Ping's swordsmanship in one move. From time to time, several spiritual charms were used, causing the surrounding spiritual power to fluctuate.

On the other two ring, several people have already gone up. They are all fellow brothers. This guarding the mountain ring is just to show the demeanor of personal disciples. There is no need to fight with their lives at all. Therefore, the challenger's face was full of joy, and the challenger was even more relaxed. All kinds of powerful spells emerged one after another, which attracted a lot of laughter from the stage.

Although Gan Ping and Gan Ping are not so gorgeous, they are extremely nervous. This Shen Luoying is not like the two challengers in the ring. He came with bad intentions. Gan Ping should be careful to deal with it. However, Gan Ping, who experienced the strong wind and heavy rain, no longer paid attention to this first-level opponent. Seeing that this Shen Luoying's donkey was exhausted and there was nothing else, he shouted and stabbed straight.

Shen Luoying didn't know that Gan Ping was tired of being bored. She wanted to lift the sword to block it like before, but she felt a strong force coming. Such power was far from being able to resist it. She was terrmented and quickly withdrew to retreat, but it was too late.

The strong murder has shrouded him heavily, and the mountain-like momentum from the mountain sword made him unable to breathe. His bones also began to explode, and the protective light of the rune on his body flashed to the edge of collapse.

With a sword, Shen Luoying was forced into a desperate situation with just one sword. At this time, the people under the stage knew that what Gan Ping had done before was just cat and mouse. This makes everyone feel shocked in their business. How powerful is this little teenager? You know, he has only been a beginner for more than a year, and he has suppressed Shen Luoying, who has been the patriarch of Miaocheng since childhood, to such an extent.

The light flashed in Gan Ping's eyes. Obviously, he was thinking about something. Seeing that Shen Luoying was difficult to support, his hands were exerted, and a series of explosions came. Many of the charm protections on Shen Luoying's body had been broken. And Shen Luoying himself was already pale and shocked. He had already seen a strong murderous intention in Gan Ping's eyes.

It's a pity that I am not allowed to do such things here and now. Although the backbone is extremely eager to eliminate this future trouble, it is impossible for him to kill it in front of many elders. With a deep sigh in his heart, Gan Ping pulled his sword and turned around, and the wide sword body of the mountain sword came out horizontally. This beat was extremely strong. With Shen Luoying's sad cry, he was slapped away by Gan Ping's sword and fell down the stage without any face.

This sword can be said to be full of resentment and anger. The face of the elder of the Shen family, who was watching the battle under the stage, changed slightly. Gan Ping's sword was not Shen Luoying. It clearly slapped heavily on the Shen family's face. Obviously, he could easily defeat Shen Luoying. Unexpectedly, he had been struggling with him for so long. Obviously, he could choose a more gentle way, but he showed this attitude. Mo Minfeng couldn't help sighing in his heart that this disciple was the same as himself when he was young, with a stubborn temper.

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I'm in a bad state. There have been a lot of things in the past two days. I've been dragged to drink every day. I've been drunk for three or four days in a row, and the little bear is going crazy. All right, let me die...

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