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Chapter 4570, strong enemy!

Long Qingqing followed Chen Ping. She has seen with her own eyes the life of this man whom she cannot see through is like an ordinary person these days.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Long Qingqing was confused, but more of it felt that this kind of life seemed to contain some ultimate truth.

Suddenly, Long Qingqing looked at the rain and fog in front of him, and there was a powerful murderous intent there.

Chen Ping, who was walking in the rain, also stopped his footsteps, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, a sword appeared at the position where Chen Ping had just stood.

The sword body is extremely smooth, this is a flying sword!

Chen Ping's figure had not appeared in the air yet, and several flying swords appeared again around him.

These flying swords forced Chen Ping to have no way out.

choke!

A whispering sound of swords appeared, and the flying swords that pierced into the air quickly stumbled slightly.

Using flying swords in front of Kunlun Mountain Sword Cultivator, these killers who assassinated Chen Ping were really unlucky.

Long Qingqing's sword roared by and blocked the five flying swords with the power of a sword.

Chen Ping's figure was revealed, and the tyrannical aura in his eyes became even heavier.

Assassin, someone really dared to kill him.

The cultivation of these assassins is not low, and they are cultivators at the eighth level of the cultivator, and they are also sword cultivators.

Chen Ping looked at the sky and suddenly felt that the rain was a little weird.

"Stop looking, someone blinds the secrets of heaven!

Long Qingqing shook five flying swords with one sword, and the figure also stood beside Chen Ping.

What a big deal. In order to assassinate himself, a strong man blinded the secrets of this sky. How much power does this have to be used?

The flying sword flew over again, and Long Qingqing had to face it. There were six flying swords in total and six powerful sword cultivators. When these people joined forces, even Long Qingqing could not solve them in a short time.

Chen Ping suddenly punched the space in front of him with a fierce punch.

"Come out!"

After a loud shout, the space twisted and a short figure flashed out.

The speed was so fast that Chen Ping's eyes blurred. This was a cultivator who practiced the way of space.

It seems that these people who want to kill themselves have taken great pains.

On the Dongzhou Continent, I faced endless pursuit, but I didn’t expect that I could not escape the fate of being chased in Zhongzhou.

It seems that because of my appearance, some people in this world have affected.

A giant black sword appeared in Chen Ping's hand. This old friend had been useless for a long time, and it was time to let it drink blood.

A huge beam of light gradually enlarged from far to near.

This is the attack power of the spiritual weapon. In one ten thousandth of a second, this attack fell on Chen Ping.

The power of the leader beside Chen Ping only persisted for a short moment!

boom!

A blush appeared on Chen Ping's body, which was Chen Ping's physical protection power.

But the power of that beam of light was too powerful, at least equivalent to the full-strength attack of the monks of Juying Ding Peak.

Chen Ping had no choice but to withstand this attack.

The powerful force made Chen Ping slid on the ground for hundreds of meters.

Essence and blood almost spurted out of his mouth. While sliding, Chen Ping felt several cold murderous intents around him staring at him.

These people are all waiting to give themselves a fatal blow.

Chen Ping could have blocked this attack, but he still chose to resist this attack with the purpose of attracting the killer hidden in the dark.

Only when injured can these killers think that they are at the end of their power. It can be said that Chen Ping is also cruel to him.
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