Cultivation: Overturning the Rain and Turning the Clouds

"That's right! In front of us monks, you warriors in the mortal world can only bow your knees and beg for mercy!" Looking at Xu Wenchuan who was kneeling on the ground on one knee, Ping Feipeng's face was full of pride and publicity grinning.

"Master Cao!" It was the first time in Xu Wenchuan's life that he was insulted like this. As soon as Ping Feipeng's words fell, he was covered up by the overwhelming anger.

Gritting his teeth and uttering an angry curse, Xu Wenchuan seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, trembling all over, struggling to stand up.Beads of sweat, which were already densely covered, gathered into a stream at this time, continuously trickling down his cheeks.

"Hey...you'd better just kneel down obediently!"

With great effort, Xu Wenchuan finally lifted his knee off the ground. Although it was only a few inches, Xu Wenchuan was no longer kneeling.But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Ping Feipeng suddenly said with a sneer, and at the same time pressed his palm slightly, and Nirvana Moro followed suit. In the blink of an eye, the pressure Xu Wenchuan was under increased sharply More than [-]%.

Pfft!

The knee that Xu Wenchuan had just lifted off the ground immediately fell heavily on the ground again.At the same time, a blood arrow shot out from his mouth.

"I didn't ask you to get up, can you get up?"

"You!" Xu Wenchuan held his head high and glared at Ping Feipeng angrily. It was the first time in his life that he hated someone so much.I really wish I could eat its flesh and sleep on its skin!

"Xu Wenchuan, I'm here to help you!" Leng Shuangrong, who was on the side, couldn't stand it any longer.With a low growl, he stretched out his single palm, wanting to share some of the pressure Xu Wenchuan was under.

Seeing this, Ping Feipeng sneered and said, "Leng Shuangrong, you yourself are a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, you are in danger, and you still want to share it for others?"

Leng Shuangrong snorted, but didn't speak, and kept mobilizing the true energy in her body, transferring the pressure Xu Wenchuan was under to herself.Xu Wenchuan immediately relaxed a lot, and looked at Leng Shuangrong gratefully.Even if they are all dead, standing and kneeling are not the same, Xu Wenchuan values ​​this very much!

"It's unreasonable! Both of you kneel down for me!"

Seeing Xu Wenchuan standing up with the help of Leng Shuangrong, Pingfei was furious.With a roar, Mo Luo, who looked like a small mountain, suddenly took a small step forward.Although it is only a small step, it is inconspicuous, but the changes it can cause can be described as 'turning the world upside down'.

Pieces of silver light burst out suddenly, Dao Qi diffused, and the pressure on Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan suddenly doubled.The bodies of the two shook and trembled at almost the same distance, especially the legs, which seemed to be under a tremendous force, bending more and more.

"Old bastard, you want us to kneel in front of you, dreaming!" Xu Wenchuan gritted his teeth tightly, with traces of blood oozing from between his teeth, his expression looked so tragic!

At this time, Leng Shuangrong was not much better than Xu Wenchuan!Under the absolute power of Ping Feipeng, although Leng Shuangrong's cultivation level was slightly higher than Xu Wenchuan's, it was still negligible.

"Dreaming!? You ants in the mortal world are trying to defeat my Taoist cultivator in vain, that is a dream! Don't you kneel, I want you to kneel here until the moment of death!"

Ping Feipeng's shrill and gloomy roar echoed in his ears, Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan showed no fear on his face, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a reassuring smile on the contrary.No matter what will happen to them in the end, as long as Ping Feipeng compares the truth with them, the attention will no longer be focused on Wan Dong, then Wan Dong will be safe for the time being.And this is exactly the real purpose of the two of them. As for their own safety, they have long been thrown out of the blue by them.

Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan's scheme succeeded, and Ping Feipeng poured all his anger on them with a ferocious face. He seemed to have forgotten about Wan Dong.

Wan Dong temporarily gained time, but the situation of Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan became more and more dangerous every moment.In order to force them to kneel on the ground, Ping Feipeng almost used all his Dao Qi.

Within a radius of several miles, everything was covered by the thick Dao Qi, forming an independent world dominated by Ping Feipeng.Everything in this world, even the wind, is controlled by Ping Feipeng, constantly putting pressure on Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan.

The feeling of being abandoned and hostile by the whole world is like a tree without roots, nowhere to stand, nowhere to climb, this kind of pain is indescribable.

Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan had already reached their limit. The reason why the two of them were able to hold on was because of their steel-like will, and even the burning of their lives.Blood kept flowing from the corners of their mouths, surging like a spring, and their faces became paler every moment!No one knew when the two of them would suddenly collapse, not even themselves.

This battle was so tragic, completely beyond the imagination of Wu Qiujun and Leng Yuecui.Looking at Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan who were clenching their teeth and struggling to support, Wang Yangde couldn't take it anymore and just watched helplessly. With a low growl, he raised his legs and was about to rush forward.

Wu Qiujun hurriedly grabbed him, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be impulsive! With your cultivation level, if you charge up, you may have to die, and it won't be of any help!"

"Then...then we can't just watch like this, they need our help!" Wang Yangde looked anxious, and yelled at Wu Qiujun.

Wu Qiujun nodded and said, "You are right! Therefore, Yaoting can only be handed over to you juniors."

"Ah! Master, you want to do it yourself? How can this be done? You are still wounded!" Duan Lengyan became anxious when she heard this.

Wu Qiujun smiled at her and said, "I was injured, but I'm better than you juniors, right? My shot is more useful than your shot!"

"Master..." Duan Lengyan murmured, not knowing what to say.

"Old bastard! Don't be arrogant!" Wu Qiujun no longer gave Wang Yangde and the others a chance to speak, and with a tiger roar, he jumped up and rushed towards Ping Feipeng.

"Ha! Here comes another desperate person!"

Ping Feipeng glanced at Wu Qiujun, with a contemptuous expression, and didn't take him seriously at all, waved his hand, and a silver light immediately slammed into him in the air.

Seeing this, Wu Qiujun naturally knew how powerful Ping Feipeng was. He followed Yi Su closely with his expression, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. To the silver light.

Even though Wu Qiujun had already prepared himself mentally and brought his cultivation to the extreme, he still couldn't beat Ping Feipeng's strength.Almost as soon as the energy of the spear came into contact with the silver light, it collapsed and turned into wisps of misty smoke, disappearing between the sky and the earth, and soon there was almost no trace to be found...