I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Yan Ping looked at the group of younger generations in front of him with a relaxed attitude, not taking the grim and murderous aura seriously at all.

In terms of age, he is probably not as good as them, but in terms of realm, he is their senior.

He is now like an adult in poor health bullying a toddler.

No matter how many little dolls like these there are, there is only one on each finger.

He's just a little shy. If the people in Yuanzhou knew about his behavior, he would probably be laughed at.

Yan Ping let out a sigh.

"Life is not easy, sighed the cat."

The entrance to Duobao Pavilion was so quiet that even the sound of the wind seemed a little noisy. Not only the people in the Acropolis Camp heard his words, but everyone standing by the window on the second floor also heard them.

The solemn and murderous atmosphere at the scene paused for a moment, then gathered on him again.

The people on the second floor were protected by a formation. Apart from being able to hear the sounds, they could not feel the murderous intent outside.

Fang Quan twitched his lips. It was so easy to rob 200,000 spirit beads. How could this be called a difficult life?

"Is this Excellency in trouble?"

The shopkeeper was a little confused. With this gentleman's ability, it should be easy for him to obtain the spirit pearl.

He was lost in thought.

Is there something unspeakable?

Wen Ye and Cheng Huiyuan didn't have any ideas. They both leaned against the window and stared at the battle.

The people from the Acropolis Camp were still getting closer, pressing down on Yan Ping who was in the center.

Seeing them surrounding him to within three meters, Yan Ping raised his hand.

bass!

An ancient long sword suddenly rushed out from the second floor of Duobao Pavilion and fell into Yan Ping's hand with a whoosh.

Yan Ping casually made a sword flower.

The whole temperament has changed completely from before.

No one else noticed, but Wen Ye clearly felt the difference.

If Yan Ping without the sword looks like a young master from a wealthy family, then with the sword he looks like a well-trained swordsman.

No wonder he said he could teach himself how to practice sword.

One of the Void Dan Realm cultivators sneered when he saw this scene.

"You still want to resist?"

"I advise you to be honest, otherwise you will be beaten half to death later."

Yan Ping's lips curved slightly, "Then let me try it first?"

As soon as Yan Ping finished speaking, he raised his hand and swung out a sword.

In an instant, a majestic and murderous aura emerged and transformed into an unstoppable sword intent, rushing straight towards the direction of the person who had just spoken.

Those in the foundation-building stage have not yet reacted.

But the Xudan realm behind them clearly saw a giant sword standing between heaven and earth, with murderous intent condensed on the tip of the sword, rushing straight towards them.

In just a moment, everyone realized that once the sword fell on them, they would surely die even if they had protective magic weapons.

An overwhelming sense of fear instantly enveloped them.

Fear was revealed in the eyes of several Void Dan Realm cultivators. They wanted to retreat, but they seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and unable to move.

Those who were not targeted by Yan Ping's sword now had confusion and vigilance in their eyes.

They didn't know what happened to those who faced Yan Ping, but they could all see the sudden despair that appeared in those people.

Yan Ping only chopped the people on the left side of the street. Seeing that they were trapped in the sword force and could not wake up, he couldn't help but sigh.

The sword he just swung contained only a little sword intent that came from killing in a sea of ​​blood and corpses. He didn't expect that the people from the Acropolis Camp couldn't even withstand a single move.

Click.

Yan Ping lowered his head and looked at the long sword in his hand. The hilt engraved with ancient patterns suddenly cracked.

This sword can't last three times. It will break completely after being used twice more.

However, the sword he used will still retain his murderous intent, so it is just right for my younger brother to use.

Thinking of this, Yan Ping turned around happily and looked at the people from the Weicheng Camp on the right side of the street.

The sturdy man from before now frowned as he looked at those people's trembling bodies, with fear that could not be concealed on his face.

"What did you do to them?"

Yan Ping tilted his head, his expression innocent, but unfortunately it was hidden by the hideous mask.

"I just used my sword power on them, but they couldn't even wake up. They are such losers."

As Yan Ping spoke, he suddenly looked up at the second floor of Duobao Pavilion.

"Don't learn it. The move just now was to transform sword intent into sword momentum, which is a kind of sword practice."

"But this kind of fancy tricks are not suitable. The way of swordsmanship is still about the sword."

The knowledgeable shopkeeper and Fang Quan on the second floor twitched their lips. With just one sword, half of the people in the Acropolis Camp were disabled, and they still said that this trick was fancy.

Wen Ye knew that he was talking to him, so he nodded. He didn't have much talent in swordsmanship, and it was rare for someone to be willing to teach him, so he naturally just did what he was told.

But there was some worry in his eyes. If the fight continued like this, Yan Ping's injury might get worse.

After Yan Ping gave his instructions, he pointed the tip of his sword diagonally toward the ground, looked at the burly man, and said lightly.

"Are you still fighting?"

The sturdy man remained silent, and the remaining few Void Dan realm masters did not dare to speak at all.

It's okay to make some money, but risking your life for a thousand spirit beads is not worth it.

Yan Ping took a step forward.

The group of foundation-building warriors opposite him subconsciously took a step back, with fear in their eyes.

Those in the Xudan realm can still get spirit beads, but they get no benefits at all.

Yan Ping chuckled.

"The City Lord's Mansion asked you to come forward, where are they?"

The sturdy man subconsciously looked back.

A row of carriages stood at the end of the street, and an old man standing at the front felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

He calmed himself down and walked to the front with the carriage behind him.

The sound of the rolling carriage was particularly loud in the silent street.

After the butler passed through the Weicheng Camp, he finally saw the person Cheng Huiyuan had offended this time, and he looked at him secretly.

Dressed in red, with an outstanding figure.

He holds a long sword in his hand, looking very elegant.

Even though he was wearing a hideous mask on his face, it did not affect his demeanor at all.

It's obvious that he's not easy to offend. It looks like I have to be humble today and make plans another day.

The butler couldn't help but think of the portrait sent by the Yun Shang Association today, and couldn't help but compare it.

He was also wearing red clothes, but the way he held the sword was too sharp.

The person in the portrait has a delicate and somewhat fragile feeling.

"Have you seen enough?"

Yan Ping spoke lazily.

The butler lowered his head sharply.

"Please forgive me, what happened today was just a misunderstanding."

"Young Master has offended you, so naturally he should pay compensation."

"It's just that Qingyuan City has been too busy these days, and all the spirit beads in the City Lord's Mansion are already here."

"Oh?"

Yan Ping squinted his eyes and looked behind him, and someone brought out five boxes.

"How many?"

Yan Ping's voice was very calm, but the housekeeper swallowed for some reason.

"

Five, fifty thousand. "

Yan Ping smiled gently, walked behind the housekeeper, and looked at the boxes of spirit beads.

The guard carrying the box opened it, revealing pearl-sized translucent beads that contained a lot of spiritual energy.

He picked up one and played with it carefully.

"Although I don't really want to kill anyone, I can still kill."

The butler immediately broke out in a cold sweat and bowed his head deeply.

"Please forgive me, senior!"

"There are not many spirit beads in the City Lord's Mansion today. Please give me some time. I will personally deliver them to you when the time comes!"