at, Mie Jue Dao Ren's robe fluttered without wind, and then he punched towards Chen Ping.Chen Ping's eyes were filled with a cold light, staring fixedly at Mie Jue Dao Ren, the killing intent on his b...Chen Ping stared fixedly at Ning Zhi, and suddenly charged towards him again.
Seeing this, Ning Zhi's black and gold fist landed directly.
Boom!
After a deafening roar, the entire warehouse instantly shattered into pieces. Even the distant villa was instantly shaken down by this force.
Smoke billowed, obscuring the figures of the two people.
Chen Ping's arms trembled slightly, his face was frighteningly grim.
Ning Zhi is nothing but a half-step Martial Marquis's strength. It's impossible to have such power, let alone stop his full strike!
Now, not only did Ning Zhi block the attack, but Chen Ping's arm also suffered a tremendous recoil force.
"This person definitely isn't Ning Zhi..."
Chen Ping pondered silently, but the person in front of him wasn't Ning Zhi, so who could it be
The smoke gradually dissipated, and Chen Ping and Ning Zhi stood three meters apart, looking at each other. Neither of them moved. The punch just now had already destroyed everything around them!
"You, a mere half-step Martial Marquis, have suddenly become so powerful, and your physical body is incredibly strong. Who are you Or what kind of demonic cultivation technique have you used"
Chen Ping asked Ning Zhi.
If it was Ning Zhi in front of me, then Ning Zhi must have used some kind of sorcery to strengthen his abilities in a short period of time.
"You don't need to know, you just need to know that you are about to die..."
Ning Zhi coldly looked at Chen Ping, the aura around him starting to wildly rise.
This aura carried an endless sense of might, as if Ning Zhi was the king who had arrived at this moment!
"I wonder who will die..."
Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, his whole body transforming into a streak of gold. A massive golden fist shot towards Ning Zhi with ferocious force.
Two people were three meters apart, and this punch arrived in the blink of an eye!
A deafening explosion echoed through the air, and the entire space seemed on the verge of being torn apart by Chen Ping's punch. The terrifying force of his fist spread outwards in all directions!
At first glance, Chen Ping's hand seemed to be clutching a dazzling sun, with scorching heat waves rolling and engulfing Ning Zhi.
Ning Zhi, seeing this, let out a low growl. His body then made cracking sounds as it swelled rapidly, and he immediately punched forward!
Boom!
Once again, the sky split open, darkness engulfed the world, and the entire Luo family estate began to tremble violently.
But this time, Chen Ping and Ning Zhi remained still, their strengths again proving to be evenly matched.
Chen Ping was shocked at this moment. He really didn't expect Ning Zhi to have such strength, it was even better than his father.
How could a half-step Martial Marquis's strength increase so rapidly in just a few days
Chen Ping couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't understand.
And at this moment, Ning Zhi's heart was also in turmoil. He didn't expect Chen Ping to be so strong!
"Such formidable power, if I could absorb your skill, it would be twice the result with half the effort..."
Ning Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, then he said in a sinister voice.
Chen Ping's face changed slightly upon hearing this: "Are you a demonic cultivator"
Chen Ping had never heard of such a heretical martial art like the Nine Yin Manual.
"Haha, whether it's a demonic cultivator or not doesn't matter anymore. In today's martial arts world, where is the distinction between good and evil!"
"The Martial Arts Alliance is the head of the sects, but so what Doesn't the Martial Arts Alliance have evil cultivators"
Ning Zhi burst into loud laughter.
When Chen Ping heard this, he had no way to refute it.
Because the Martial Arts Alliance indeed has evil cultivators, and there are many sects and aristocratic families who, in order to quickly increase their strength, secretly practice evil arts!
What matters to many is not whether one is a cultivator or not, but their own strength, and the desire to improve it. at the old man in shock, his face full of disbelief. He knew his own strength best, and he couldn't believe that a punch hadn't even fazed the old man, and had instead knocked him back!At this moment...