People have been killed.

The knife has also been returned to its sheath.

Under the eyes of everyone, Liu Ping walked up from the bottom of the pit step by step, pulling out the Baina knife inserted in the ground with one hand, and holding Chu Yunchang with the other hand:

"let's go."

Chu Yunshang lowered his head, letting him walk down the road with him.

Suddenly, a voice rang from behind:

"stop!"

As expected, Liu Ping stopped and looked back at Li Chaoguang.

"Your name is Liu Ping, right? You obviously promised me, but in the end you regretted it and killed our family disciple." Li Chaoguang said.

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

"If everyone in the world is treachery like you, what righteousness is there between people?" Li Chaoguang said.

Liu Ping said: "Don't worry, in the entire human world, I am afraid that there will not be a second person who would dare to turn your face like this, so only I lied to you-because I must kill him, and you must protect him, so Please bear with me."

Li Chaoguang said: "There is a reason for things, you meet life and death, that's all, but you deceived me in public, how should this be counted?"

"How do you want to count?" Liu Ping asked.

"I represent the Wumeng and the Glory Family. You deceived me in public. Therefore, I will publicly announce that the blood-hearted school cannot join the Wumeng, is not protected by the world's warriors, cannot participate in any official actions, and will not receive any subsidies or grants. "Li Chaoguang said.

"Okay, let's just say that." Liu Ping said.

Li Chaoguang clasped his fists around again and said: "Everyone, the family disciple accidentally injured someone else, and now he has paid his life as a price. The matter is over here, please go back."

The warriors were silent, they clasped their fists, their figures flew into the sky, and quickly went away.

In Liu Ping's mind, his evaluation of Li Chaoguang was even higher.

The other party's experience is quite rich, and the decision is very fast. They don't talk about the duel at all, and only seize themselves to deceive him.

Because the duel is at their fault.

But public deception is that Liu Ping's side is wrong.

Coupled with their dead disciples, playing the tragic card really makes people sympathetic.

This treatment was quick and decisive and very effective.

soon.

The warriors all left.

Li Chaoguang never looked at Liu Ping again, and left with a large group of people.

Chu Yunshang sighed:

"Liu Ping, I think we will be sad in the future."

"Are you afraid?" Liu Ping asked.

"Don't be afraid, it's a big deal to find a barren mountain and ridge to grow your own land." Chu Yunchang smiled sweetly.

"right."

Liu Ping said, but his eyes were cast into the air.

Everyone is gone, but one person still stays in mid-air.

It was a well-dressed young man.

"You still have something?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, sir." the young man said.

He flew down, bowed, and handed a business card to Liu Ping and said:

"Your Excellency, welcome to the world of Ten Thousand Realms. This is my business card. Please have a look."

Liu Ping took a look and saw that it said:

"Return to Cangshan Mountain·The Realm of Ten Thousand Realms Branch."

"Manager: Ginkgo."

Go to Cangshan!

Liuping quickly remembered this organization.

When going to Endless City, I got a coffin that I had placed in a certain past life from this institution.

How could they appear here?

"You obviously know us, it seems I don't need to explain too much." The man named Ginguo said.

"I still don't know exactly what you do." Liu Ping said.

"All the valuable existences in civilization are of interest to us and are also our investment targets. You can treat us as a super large collector of civilization essence." Ginguo said.

"You are looking for me--"

"I haven't seen you such a potential existence for too long. Your two knives are not ordinary products, plus the wealth you possess—" Ginguo glanced at the ring on Liu Ping's finger.

Liu Ping was suddenly stunned.

It turns out that this guy saw that he had killed thousands of people alone, and he was armed with Baina and Prison Swords, and he was also wearing the private money of the King of Thorns. That's why he became interested in seeing himself.

Ginguo seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a professional smile:

"I'll leave you with a contact information. If you have anything you want to buy or sell, or if you want to store or post any tasks, you can come to me."

Liu Ping glanced at the card again.

I saw lines of burning small characters quietly appearing, floating in front of Liu Ping's eyes:

"Private contact card."

"Universal card."

"Using this card, you can directly contact the owner of the card over time and space."

"——This is a relatively rare contact card."

Liu Ping received the business card and stretched out his hand to the other party: "Okay, I guess we will have many opportunities to cooperate, and we will have them now."

"What do you want?" Ginguo asked unexpectedly.

"Blood Heart Liu Wu Hall seems to be a rented venue, I want a land lease." Liu Ping said.

"Under the current circumstances, it seems that you will be the enemy of the whole world. This is not easy to do." Ginguo smiled.

"How difficult is it to do?" Liu Ping asked.

"Even if you build a mountain with gold, I'm afraid it can't be done." Ginguo said.

Liu Ping waved his hand indifferently.

boom! ! !

The mountain shook for a while.

Large swaths of smoke rose.

I saw in the distance behind him, two high mountains of gold exuded a faint, infinite golden light.

"Now there are two golden mountains, do you think it can be done?" Liu Ping asked.

Ginguo was stunned for a while, and took a sharp breath: "Boss atmosphere, I...try..."

"Okay, looking forward to your news." Liu Ping said.

Ginkgo bowed a little, then walked into the void and disappeared.

The two golden mountains disappeared with him.

——Now people are really gone.

"Let's go back too." Liu Ping said.

"Back to the martial arts hall?" Chu Yunshang asked.

"Of course, after fighting all night, I got a little hungry. Let's go back to eat and sleep by the way." Liu Ping yawned.

"Okay, go to bed by the way." Chu Yunshang followed and yawned.

...

the next day.

Blood Heart School, Martial Arts Center.

Liu Ping is struggling with Chu Yunshang.

The title deed to the martial arts hall has long been placed on the side table.

The two fought back and forth for seven or eight rounds, and Liu Ping suddenly jumped back and shouted:

"stop!"

"What's the matter?" Chu Yunshang asked.

"Fighting with the power of the spirit is basically like this. I have seen the memories of many warriors... I always feel that something is still missing."

He glanced at the rabbit on his shoulder and asked, "The battle between two martial artists is better than who can use the power of the world, right?"

"That's right," said the rabbit.

"That's why the world is the key, isn't it?"

"Yes, but the world can't fight on its own, it needs you to take action."

"Well……"

Liu Ping was lost in thought.

Judging from the current situation, although the power of spirits can double the strength of a person, it is still a bit worse than the strange.

The spirit is an infinite power blessed by the individual, and the individual still fights in the original way, but with some characteristics of the spirit of the world.

Strange and quirky use the rules directly to form an advantage that is almost impossible to crack.

For example, his own "super popular actor".

One sentence can seal a certain power of others.

so--

What kind of martial arts scriptures must be created to reverse this decline?

He was lost in thought.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

Liu Ping went to open the door.

I saw a few martial arts masters wearing uniform uniforms of the military alliance standing outside.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ping asked.

"Because you do not belong to the Wumeng, the Wumeng has decided to take back the plaque of your martial arts hall."

"What? This plaque was made by Wumeng?" Liu Ping asked in surprise.

"Of course." The martial artists nodded one after another.

Liu Ping looked back at Chu Yunshang.

"Yes, this plaque was made and issued by the Wumeng." Chu Yunshang said.

"All right, you take it away." Liu Ping waved his hand.

The martial artists looked at each other a few times, but they didn't expect him to talk so easily.

"Come on, take down this plaque." The headed martial artist said.

Several people came forward together, quickly removed the plaque, and looked at Liu Ping together.

Liu Ping looked calm and clasped his fist and said:

"Farewell."

"Okay, goodbye." The martial artists walked away holding the plaque.

Liu Ping closed the door and looked at Chu Yunshang and said, "What do you think?"

"They took the things they made, and we have nothing to say." Chu Yunchang said.

She walked back to the martial arts hall and soon appeared in front of Liu Ping Ping with a brand new plaque.

I saw a large line written on the plaque:

"Blood Heart and Martial Flow"

Here is a line of fine print:

"—Question about Early Cloud Clothes"

Liu Ping glanced at it for a few times, and after recollecting it, he smiled and said: "Yes, they can take their things, but we made this ourselves, and no one is qualified to take it."

"Yes, this is the truth!" Chu Yunchang said with joy.

Liu Ping stepped forward to take the plaque, took it out of the door, and hung it in the middle above the door again.

Close the door.

Liu Ping said: "Come on, let's fight again, I have some ideas that need to be polished."

"Okay, no problem." Chu Yunshang said.

The two returned to the hall and fought again~lightnovelpub.net~ after a while.

There was another knock on the door outside.

Liu Ping had to stop and went out to open the door.

I saw dozens of martial artists standing at the door.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ping asked.

"You have been expelled from the Wu League, and you can no longer hang genre plaques." Yiren said.

"We are also martial artists." Chu Yunshang said.

"But you don't belong to the Wu League, so you can't use the martial arts plaque." Another humanitarian.

Liu Ping said, "Can no one practice martial arts except the Wu League?"

Everyone had a meal.

"This is not true, but the World Martial Arts Hall is under the management of the Wumeng." Another person said solemnly.

Liu Ping thought for a while, drew his knife and waved it lightly.

Two small characters were suddenly added under the plaque:

"Jiuyou."

He took the knife and said, "From now on, we really don't belong to the Wu League, but we belong to the'Nine Nethers'."

"Jiuyou?" everyone said in unison.

"Yes, it is an organization of warriors equal to the Wumeng. All internal affairs are not under the jurisdiction of outsiders. Naturally, your Wumeng can't control our'Jiuyou' affairs." Liu Ping said.

Everyone was a little nervous for a while.

If you say this, it seems that there is no problem. After all, there can be an organization like the Wumeng, why can't there be other similar organizations?

but--

"The Realm of Ten Thousand Realms has only one military organization, the Wu League, which determines everything in this world." A martial artist said.

"Jiuyou doesn't decide everything in the world, only how it should live its own life," Liu Ping said, "Go back and pass on a word to your family's affairs——"

He calmly said:

"I, Liu Ping, is the Lord of the Nine Nethers, and then..."

"If Wumeng wants to bully us Jiuyou, then be prepared to die."