Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 1408 Wang Ping is dead
"Hoo hoo!" Wang Ping knelt on the ground with one knee, his body was covered with blood and blood, and he looked shocking.

He tried his best, but he couldn't do any harm to Hong Fei, and even if Hong Fei didn't use his best, he could still ravage him to pieces.

Without comprehending the more powerful 'Nine Transformations of the Universe' move, Wang Ping was no match for Hong Fei at all.

"Hoo hoo!" He panted heavily, but the fighting spirit in his eyes did not fade away, he was just not reconciled.

"Ouyang Feng's disciples are nothing more than that!" Hong Fei laughed coldly.

Dare to humiliate Wang Ping's master?

Wang Ping couldn't swallow this breath!
"Ah!" He yelled, resisting the unimaginable pain in his body, swung his fist as big as a sandbag and threw it at Hong Fei.

"Crack!" Hong Fei didn't even look at him, he grabbed Wang Ping's fist with one hand, and then lightly touched Wang Ping's chest with his second hand.

"Pfft!" Wang Ping vomited blood again and flew upside down, fell heavily on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"The light of ants will never be able to compete with the sun and the moon!" Hong Fei walked over slowly, stopped in front of Wang Ping, looked down at Wang Ping coldly, and asked, "Tell me, is Ouyang Feng's disciple still alive?" How many people are there? Where are they all? I can make your death more comfortable!"

Hong Fei's face was stern, even a little ferocious. This was not the usual gentle look of the 'Lord of the Holy Gate', because in front of him was the apprentice of his enemy thousands of years ago.

Wang Ping raised his head slowly, "Fuck you!"

This 'national scolding' pissed off Hong Fei, "You speak hard!"

Smiling coldly, he pointed at Wang Ping's knee.

"Hey!" The energy beam instantly shot through Wang Ping's knee.

"Ah!" Wang Ping rolled on the floor in pain, and one of his legs was crippled on the spot.

"I'll give you another chance!" Hong Fei said.

"Want me to tell you unless you call me 'Daddy'!"

"Sharp teeth!" Hong Fei slapped Wang Ping's mouth from the air, breaking many of Wang Ping's teeth. Wang Ping was challenging Hong Fei's patience.

"Speak or not?" Hong Fei seemed to want to get to the bottom of it. For him, anyone related to old man Ouyang is his enemy and must be eliminated.

Wang Ping looked at him coldly, gritted his teeth and refused to speak.

"I am your father, if you hit your father, you will have retribution, bastard!"

"Very well, it seems that you don't know how to write the word 'death' without making you suffer!"

"Hey!" After speaking, he pointed at Wang Ping again, even Wang Ping's other leg was abolished.

"Ah!" Wang Ping's screams were still echoing in mid-air, and Hong Fei shot again.

"Chichi!" Two beams of light crippled Wang Ping's two arms one after another. Wang Ping fell to the ground on his back, his hands and feet were crippled, and he had almost become a cripple.

"I have plenty of ways to get you to say it. If you don't want to say it, I will let you know what life is better than death!" Hong Fei said coldly.

Wang Ping's whole body twitched uncontrollably in pain. He had never been so miserable.

"I'm sorry, master, I may not be able to kill this bastard to avenge you..."

Wang Ping said to old man Ouyang in his heart.

Old man Ouyang's expression was serious and he couldn't speak. He really wanted to help Wang Ping, but he couldn't do anything at all. The "poison king ghost doctor" who had saved Wang Ping's life in countless situations was really helpless at this moment. Faced with such a situation, he had no choice but to watch his apprentice being tortured by his enemy. His mood would not be much better than Wang Ping's.

"At first, I thought that I would have a chance to help the old man recover sooner or later, but I'm afraid I won't have the chance..."

"I killed you!" Ouyang old man said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Wang Ping laughed instead, "No, I am the one who is also upset about this bastard. If there is a next life, I will definitely kill him with my own hands!"

next life?That is a fantasy!

"One last time, how many descendants of Ouyang Feng do you have? Where are they?" Hong Fei asked sharply.

"Okay, let me tell you!" Wang Ping opened his mouth. Is he finally going to succumb to Hong Fei's majesty?
"They're..."

"Where? Louder!"

"You... come here!" Wang Ping said with great difficulty.

Perhaps seeing that Wang Ping had become a useless person, he would not pose any threat to him, so Hong Fei hesitated for a moment and then moved over.

"You guessed right, Ouyang Feng does have many heirs, and they are..."

"Where is it?" Hong Fei asked a little excitedly.

"Here... poof!" In the middle of speaking, Wang Ping suddenly opened his mouth, and a big mouthful of blood sprayed on Hong Fei's face.

Hong Fei completely did not expect that Wang Ping would come up with such a move. He thought that Wang Ping could not move his hands and feet, but he forgot that Wang Ping still had a mouth that could move, so he fell for Wang Ping on the spot.

Looking at the bloodstains on his body and touching the filthy blood on his face, Hong Fei felt murderous, but Wang Ping laughed happily.

"Ouyang Feng has tens of thousands of descendants. If you kill me, there will be tens of thousands more. As long as they are alive, your end will come sooner or later..."

"You... bastard, you dare to trick me!" Hong Fei was completely enraged, he raised his foot angrily, and stepped heavily on Wang Ping's body.

"Pfft!" This kick contained terrifying power, and it dented Wang Ping's body on the spot, and even the ground under Wang Ping's body collapsed.

"Boy..." Old man Ouyang screamed in fright. He had never seen such a panic and helpless expression. He and Wang Ping's soul were connected, so he could clearly feel that Wang Ping's soul was failing. Wang Ping was about to die.

Wang Ping was dying, but he was still conscious. He seemed to want to say something but couldn't say it. He could only use his last strength to move his fingers, and his last movement was to point his middle finger at Hong Fei.

Yes, one must have integrity, a soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. Even at the last moment of his life, Wang Ping did not humiliate the name of his master Ouyang Feng.

"Go to hell!" Hong Fei couldn't bear the humiliation when he saw Wang Ping's trembling middle finger. He leaped high into the air, grabbed it with his hand in the void, and then waved at Wang Ping. The energy smashed down on Wang Ping, there is no doubt about the power of this mass of energy.

Wang Ping stared wide-eyed, watching the energy light approaching rapidly, what flashed in his mind were all kinds of pictures from the past, as well as his family and friends, Qin Cuili, Tang Ruoshi, Chen Jingyi, Su Yun, Yao Hongshuang.

"I'm sorry, Mom, I can't go back... Master, if I have a next life, I still want to be your apprentice... Farewell..."

"Boom!" The next second, the energy fell and exploded, instantly swallowing Wang Ping's body, and Wang Ping's figure also disappeared into the light as the ground collapsed, turning into powder...Wang Ping is really dead No one came to save him, and the miracle didn't happen...

(End of this chapter)