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

The moon is high in the sky, and the sky is dotted with stars.

The waves hit the beach again and again.

The scenery was pleasant, but the scene was plunged into an eerie silence.

Yan Ping was only two meters away from the shore. The moonlight poured down from behind him. His features were vague, but his eyes were bright enough to captivate people.

He looked at the three people on the shore.

A man was crawling on the ground, holding a long sword in his hand, looking extremely miserable. Only a pair of cold eyes were staring at him.

The other two stood on his left and right, the big swords and hidden weapons in their hands shone with a bright blue light under the reflection of the moonlight, and seemed to be poisoned.

But this time he was looking at himself with shock.

Yan Ping was silent.

Apparently he had accidentally walked into the murder scene.

But when he looked at the broken wooden boards under his feet that had been hit hard again and were only enough for him to stand on, he coughed dryly.

"Well, can you lend a hand and help me get to shore?"

"I'll pretend I didn't see anything tonight."

Originally in his plan, he didn't need help.

But he didn't expect that Qingzhou's protective formation could extend to the Wuwang Sea, which resulted in him being caught off guard and colliding head-on with the formation when he used the sea beast's inner elixir, causing him to run out of momentum.

Once it entered the range of the protective formation, the sea beast's inner elixir could no longer be used, as the Wuwang Sea was still constantly eroding the spiritual power it used to protect itself.

The two compartments are superimposed.

He really didn't have any extra spiritual energy to go ashore now.

Although he witnessed the murder scene, Yan Ping could pretend that he didn't see it as long as someone helped him.

Fortunately, after Yan Ping finished speaking, the conversation did not fall into silence. The shock in the eyes of the woman holding the poison needle faded away. She looked at the wooden board under Yan Ping's feet and spoke tentatively.

"Senior, can't you come up by yourself?"

Yan Ping nodded sincerely, as if he was not worried at all that the two men would not save him.

"If you two are willing to help me, I will definitely repay you in the future."

The man had been observing and found that the wooden board under Yan Ping's feet was slightly floating up and down in the waves of the Wuwang Sea, but there was no sign of moving forward.

He turned to look at the woman, and they nodded in tacit understanding.

Then he suddenly became murderous and rushed towards Wen Ye who was on the ground.

Although they didn't know what was going on with this man, since he couldn't hinder their mission, they just pretended not to see him.

The shadow of murderous intent once again enveloped Wen Ye. Even though he would die in the next second, he was still looking at Yan Ping.

Yan Ping was also looking at him, and their eyes met, but nothing happened.

Yan Ping touched his nose bridge and looked at the two people with regret.

"If you guys just help me, I can just pretend I didn't see it."

His voice was very soft, but the other three heard it clearly.

A sudden chill rose behind the two killers, but they did not move.

Just for a moment.

Two sharp water arrows entered from the back of their heads and exited from between their eyebrows.

The attack came swiftly and silently. Wen Ye only had time to see the water arrow that pierced through his head and fell to the ground with a plop, soaking the ground.

The two bodies fell to the ground with a loud bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Wen Ye looked at the killer who had been chasing him for several months, and in just an instant he was dead beyond deadness.

Even though he had expected this, he still raised his head stiffly and looked at Yan Ping on the sea.

Yan Ping gave a kind smile.

"Brother, can you help me?"

Wen Ye was silent for a while, then he propped himself up, slowly stood up, and walked towards the shore.

With every step he took, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, soaking his white robe.

Yan Ping had just forcibly used up his spiritual power to kill someone, and a large amount of spiritual power was left for self-defense. Without sufficient spiritual power to protect himself, his face turned pale.

But looking at Wen Ye on the shore, his eyes were full of admiration.

"You know the current situation."

Wen Ye didn't say a word. The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss made him want to just sleep.

But if the seemingly kind-hearted god of death on the sea had not rescued him in time, he would have fallen asleep and never woken up again.

Wen Ye was dazed and took out a magic rope from the two killers and threw it towards Yan Ping.

But the moment the magic weapon entered the Wuwang Sea area, even though it did not touch the sea water, it turned into ashes in an instant.

Wen Ye's pupils shrank.

A magic weapon of the Foundation Establishment Period was instantly turned into ashes on the Wuwang Sea. The fact that this person could stay on the sea for such a long time means that his strength can only be said to be unfathomable.

Yan Ping was stunned when he saw this scene.

"Oh no, I can't go up."

When Wen Ye heard his words, he was speechless. If he really couldn't get up, this god of death might want him to be buried with him.

"I'll try with ordinary things."

After being hit hard continuously, Wen Ye's voice now sounded extremely hoarse.

Without waiting for Yan Ping to speak, he looked around, found a vine and threw it into the Wuwang Sea.

Fortunately, nothing is affected.

Yan Ping's eyes lit up.

Wen Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He found a longer vine and threw it next to Yan Ping.

The two men each held one side, two meters apart.

Wen Ye took a deep breath and pulled hard, and Yan Ping's position on the sea surface moved a lot.

It only took a few breaths for Yan Ping to get close to the shore.

Yan Ping's eyes became brighter and brighter. He had already made other plans, but he didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

As soon as the pulling force from the front stopped, the board finally reached the edge of the beach.

Yan Ping cheered up, spiritual energy completely surrounded his body, he raised his foot and took a step directly onto the shore.

The suction force that had been surrounding me finally disappeared.

No longer having to worry about not being able to keep up with the plot every night, Yan Ping's anxious nerves were finally released, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

He took his spiritual power back into his body and suddenly felt something strange.

After carefully feeling the concentration of spiritual energy around him, he frowned and turned to look at Wen Ye.

"Brother, where is this?"

When Yan Ping turned around, the moonlight poured down, and the bright moonlight outlined his delicate eyebrows and eyes, making him look like a goblin.

Wen Ye's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and every part of his body felt weak.

He was caught off guard by this scene, and was stunned for a moment by the beauty that transcended the mortal realm.

Then he remembered what happened before and quickly gathered his thoughts.

This person is beautiful, but also dangerous.

"Qingzhou Tianyang Sect."

Yan Ping was stunned.

His target this time is Qingyuan City under the Tianyang Sect’s territory, where the protagonist first appeared.

Unexpectedly, he was lucky enough to float here directly.

But since this is the Tianyang Sect, why is the concentration of spiritual energy so low, or is this a characteristic of the entire Qingzhou?

Yan Ping frowned tightly.

He did not escape unscathed when he killed the giant eight-clawed beast in the Wuwang Sea. The wounds in his meridians have not healed yet.

The concentration of spiritual energy here is so low that it would probably take several years to heal his injuries, and he doesn't have the time.

Thinking of this, Yan Ping shifted his gaze to Wen Ye, his expression becoming thoughtful.

In the future, you will have to take action many times to protect the protagonist, so you might as well train a little brother.

He can't do it by force, but he can find a thug for free.

Thinking back to how this person had just faced danger without fear, and was bold and careful, although his cultivation was a bit too low, the protagonist was only at the Qi Refining Stage…

Yan Ping's heart skipped a beat. This was the Tianyang Sect, and the plot was about to begin, and at this time such a person appeared.

Will he be the protagonist?

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Ping was stunned for a moment, but quickly found a loophole.

In my memory, the protagonist was full of energy when he appeared in Qingyuan City.

If I hadn't shown up just now, even if the two of them could be killed by this guy, they would definitely be seriously injured.

But what if.

Yan Ping became serious and approached Wen Ye, who was feeling drowsy due to excessive blood loss.

There was a hint of temptation in his eyes.

"What's your name, little brother?"