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——Ou Su’s tears flowed and the dividing line—

Medical master? Yang Zhao felt a little moved when he heard this. A master who saved people is far more rare than a master who killed people. If this old man really has the ability to do so, it doesn’t matter if he spares his life. After a glance, he saw that he fell in a pool of blood. He actually gave 90% of Mo San’s life, and then he became calculating. He said lightly: "Okay, then I will give you a chance to make up for merit. A limited time incense stick will be used to save Mo San. If he can live, you can live. If he dies, hey, I don’t want such a coward to be a subordinate."

When Sanshe heard the little prince's offer, he immediately felt like he was pardoned and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry." He immediately rushed to Mo Sanjiao, took out a silver needle to stop bleeding and heal him, and was very happy. Yang Zhao smiled slightly and thought to himself that Mo Sanjiao was an unfair martial arts cynic, not a treacherous person. If he could save him and take him under his command, he would be a rare general. Then he turned around and looked at Sima Ping and said, "Sima Ping, what are you? Do you want to escape or ask for forgiveness?"

"Hehe, hehe, hahahahahahaha~~" Without any warning, Sima Ping suddenly burst into laughter. Not only did he have no fear of retreating, but he was excited when he saw it. The laughter continued. He suddenly jumped out, pierced his arm, and punched his head in a simple and unpretentious manner. Although the moves were simple, they were as fast as lightning and as heavy as thunder, and their killing power was absolutely extraordinary.

Yang Zhao's eyes lit up and said, "It's not bad." He used the five success powers and used the ruthless thunder to punch out the same punch. The fierce punches were shaking each other, just like a thunderbolt in the drought, and immediately made a deafening sound. The leveling floor was affected by the overflowing force, just like a meteorite falling into the ground, and it exploded a large depression of about two feet in a radius. Countless gravels were flying in all directions like locusts flying in all directions, and were so close that the three snakes, Bofu, who was tragically affected by the fish in the pond, rushed to resist. But he had no choice but to break the stones.

It came too much and too fast. He was very skilled in secret weapons. He was always struck by gravel one after another. Although he did not hurt his vitals, he also had a slight pain. When he looked up, even though he had expected it, the scene in front of him still made the three snakes frightened. The King of Henan still stood firmly in place, with no moving silk lines. Sima Ping was shook back and hit the wall of the restaurant like a cannonball, and he was so confused that he was buried under the rubble that he couldn't get up.

"You are a beauty, how can you become a thief?" Yang Zhao sighed regretfully. Sima Ping's fist was extremely fast, very hard and heavy. Just in terms of his internal strength, he was even stronger than Dugu Feng, the master of Dugu Valve, and was no longer inferior to Yuwen Shu. Judging from his age at most, he was only about thirty years old, and he actually had such cultivation, which was really rare. Such a master should not be able to be bought with money simply. And according to his performance, he didn't care much about women. So why did Sima Ping participate in the great conspiracy of Wuming and others?

As soon as my mind turned, I suddenly heard a "slam" sound. Sima Ping's mouth and nose oozed out of his nose, pushed away the rubble on his body, stood up shakingly, his eyes shining, and he laughed almost crazy: "What a strong and distinct pain. My fist is almost going to smash you. I thought that the White Tiger King was killed in battle, and no one in the world could help me fulfill my wish. I didn't expect that you, the King of Henan, would be there, hahahaha, so good, so good hahahahahahahaha~~"

Yang Zhao frowned and subconsciously said, "Sima Ping, what's going on?" He was shocked and thought to himself that this guy is handsome, but he must be a masochistic pervert, right? In an instant, he felt his hair standing up all over his body, but he never had a similar feeling even when facing Yang Xuangan, the overlord of the world again. However, although Sima Ping seemed crazy, he was not a pervert. He heard Yang Zhao ask, and immediately looked solemn and said in a voice: "Don't you understand such a simple thing? I don't love money, no love sex, and no love power. I have nothing to ask for in my life. The only hope is

, but I could die in great excitement, and I died in great shock. Unfortunately, I have been in the world for more than ten years and have never met an opponent who is worthy of being qualified to die. Just then, the guy from Wuming came to the door and said how powerful the White Tiger King is. I was happy to see the hunting, so I joined the group to join the Southern Barbarians with him. I originally wanted to challenge the White Tiger King, but I didn't expect... Hehe, it doesn't matter. Now you are there to replace the White Tiger King. If you can be killed by His Highness, the famous and extremely noble King of Henan, I will never regret it in my life, hahahaha~~”

Sima Ping laughed wildly, his expression was as crazy as he was, but it was not as fake. Yang Zhao was so incredible that he couldn't help frowning and said, "Madman, it turns out he is a complete madman."

Sima Ping restrained his laughter and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I heard that you have not fallen into the hands of the barbarians of the Western Regions for several months ago, in order to ensure that the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty would not fall into the hands of the barbarians in the Western Regions, he ignored the disparity between the masses and the 30000 soldiers. He fought hard for seven days and seven nights, and finally defeated the enemy and captured the little prince of the Tubo Kingdom alive. This kind of heroes and heroes is really the so-called great heroes. Therefore, Sima Ping respects you, King of Henan, in his heart, and is true at all. However, the true meaning of death is the eternal and difficult way between heaven and earth. You can insult me, but you must not insult the true meaning of death, nor insult my ideals!"

Speaking of the so-called true meaning of death, Sima Ping changed his crazy appearance and became serious and solemn. He couldn't help but feel respectful. Seeing that he was so serious, Yang Zhao couldn't help but feel extremely curious and asked, "You always want to die, why don't you just stop yourself? Wouldn't you be so relaxed and happy?"

"Extremely ignorant!" Sima Ping rebuked without hesitation, and said righteously: "Want to die and suicide are two things that are not related to each other. This must be clarified and must not be confused. I pursue the intense and shocking feeling of death and the most brilliant end, which does not mean that I hate survival. On the contrary, I pursue death because I love life. From one contact with death, I have been deeply attracted by it. Thanks to death, my life is no longer dark and bright, and I can see bright colors. Only death can truly liberate the ** and the soul and sublimate to another unknowable eternal realm. King of Henan, do you understand?"

Sima Ping spoke with all the truth and was full of words. After careful consideration, it seemed to make some sense. Thinking back to the time when the Tianshi Taoist master Sun En, the Tianshi Taoist master, had the help of the hero Yan Fei, and successfully unraveled the last knot and broke the void. Although it was to break the cycle of life and death, in the eyes of the world, what is the difference between being blown to pieces and being blown to pieces and scattered?
Chapter completed!