Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 1449 Three Palms, Three Fires
"The subordinate was injured by him!" Zuo Yunshan immediately pointed the finger at Wang Ping in the crowd.

"Him?" Murong Jianping's cold eyes immediately locked on Wang Ping, and he walked towards Wang Ping, and the crowd moved away to the left and right automatically.

Zuo Yunshan laughed in his heart, thinking that this is a good show, anyway, Zuo Yunshan is also Ji Songqiu's old subordinate, and Ji Songqiu saw that he was injured by Wang Ping like this, so he had to help himself get it back Fair?It is best to give Wang Ping a severe lesson in public.

Murong Jianping stood still in front of Wang Ping, his calm and pretentious appearance made people shudder, but Wang Ping looked back without fear.

"The devil, he is..." Ji Songqiu was about to introduce Wang Ping to Murong Jianping, but Murong Jianping waved his hand to stop him.

"I know who he is, Wang Ping, from the 'Yaomen'!"

"It turns out that the demon lord already knew him!"

"Of course we know each other, we don't even know each other!" Murong Jianping snorted coldly.

Just now, Zuo Yunshan, who was expecting Murong Jianping to teach Wang Ping a lesson, gasped when he heard that Murong Jianping actually knew Wang Ping. Good guy, why would Murong Jianping help Wang Ping teach him a lesson? yourself?
Is this the rhythm of face-slapping?
However, things were not as Zuo Yunshan expected, Murong Jianping suddenly attacked Wang Ping without warning.

"Pfft!" Wang Ping didn't even see how Murong Jianping made the shot, he felt a churning and vomited blood and flew upside down. He fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he quickly got up clutching his chest, Still looking at Murong Jianping with sharp eyes.

"I didn't expect you to come to my territory by yourself!" Murong Jianping's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Devil Lord, this is..." Ji Songqiu and the people from the 'Devil's Gate' were all at a loss.

"This person was disrespectful to me before!" Murong Jianping was of course talking about the last time Wang Ping caught up with them to ask for an explanation. It seemed that he held a grudge.

When Zuo Yunshan heard this, he immediately seized the opportunity and ran up, "How dare you dare to disrespect the demon lord. People like this should be executed, demon lord!"

put to death?

Wang Ping immediately gave Zuo Yunshan a supercilious look. This guy is really good at stirring up flames. The damn thing is that Wang Ping had offended Murong Jianping before. If he was killed by Murong Jianping like this, he would die unjustly.

"Do you regret not killing me last time?" Murong Jianping asked coldly.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, Wang Ping stood up, and stared back without fear, "Kill me if you have the guts!"

"You think I don't dare?" Murong Jianping was about to raise his hand as he said that. His strength had already recovered, and his injuries had already healed. Ji Songqiulai was only strong but not weak, while Wang Ping was as weak as a little Beibei in front of him.

"Come on, old guy!" Wang Ping roared.

This 'old guy' made everyone dumbfounded, and made Zuo Yunshan even more happy.

As soon as Murong Jianping came back, even Ji Songqiu took the initiative to give up the position of 'Devil Lord', but no one dared to disrespect Murong Jianping's status in the eyes of the people of 'Devil's Gate'. , You Wang Ping dared to call him 'old guy', he never died.

Sure enough, when Murong Jianping heard Wang Ping call him an 'old guy', his expression changed immediately.

"Hmph!" Murong Youlan, who was next to him, spoke as he was about to make a move.

"Father, it is thanks to Uncle You and I that we were able to rescue you this time. Although he was disrespectful to Dad, it was a great achievement!" It turned out that she was pleading for Wang Ping.

"Yes, the devil, if he didn't distract Ye Qiuxiang's attention, I wouldn't be able to rescue you so easily, the devil!" You Tianhai also begged for mercy.

"You mean... you want me to spare his life?" Murong Jianping looked at Wang Ping gloomyly.

"If you just kill him like this, it will chill people's hearts. Who will dare to serve father in the future?" Murong Youlan said.

"Demon Lord, this person has no eyes and is extremely arrogant. You can't keep him just because he said something rude to you, Demon Lord. In my opinion, it's best to kill him!" Zuo Yunshan said.

"Guardian Zuo, you are avenging yourself!" You Tianhai said.

"You Tianhai, you don't have a place to interrupt here, shut up!" Zuo Yunshan snapped back rudely.

"Shut up, too!" Murong Jianping shouted coldly, and everyone fell silent immediately.

Murong Jianping looked at Wang Ping again, hesitated for a while and said: "Since you helped You Lan and You Huo rescue me, I will give you a chance. I will spare your life!"

"If you want to kill, kill, frown, I'm not called Wang Ping!" Wang Ping felt that he was going to fight.

Murong Jianping ignored it, raised his palm, and said to himself: "The first palm!"

After speaking, he moved his palm, and saw him slap Wang Ping with his palm from the air.

The movement is not fast, but it is such a seemingly ordinary palm, but it contains the power to destroy the world.

An invisible palm print hit Wang Ping in an instant. Wang Ping didn't even see the palm print clearly, he felt as if his chest had been hit by several tons of weight, and he vomited blood again and flew backwards.

"Pfft!" This flight flew 30 meters away, Wang Ping fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, but he was still alive, but he was hit by Murong Jianping twice in succession, and he was already seriously injured.

Everyone watched this scene quietly, and knew that Murong Jianping must have shown mercy to Wang Ping's men, otherwise with his strength, let alone three palms, Wang Ping would not be able to resist with one palm.

"Pfft!" Wang Ping supported the ground with his hands, and stood up with difficulty while spitting blood, his sharp eyes did not show a trace of timidity.

"You'd better kill me, or you will regret it!"

"Second palm!" Murong Jianping yelled softly, went to Wang Ping's side in an instant, and slapped Wang Ping's chest heavily.

"Pfft!" Wang Ping vomited blood and flew out like an arrow from the string again.

"Boom!" The force of this palm was stronger than before. Wang Ping broke a five-meter-diameter stone pillar on the spot, and then embedded himself in the wall.

This palm almost killed him, his eyelids drooped, his consciousness was a little blurred, and the bones in his whole body felt like they were about to fall apart.

"Huhu!" Panting heavily, he squinted at Murong Jianping and the people from the 'Demon Sect'. He saw Zuo Yunshan sneering, laughing at how embarrassed and desolate he was.

Perhaps Murong Jianping was indeed merciful, but it seemed that Wang Ping still couldn't survive the three palms. Whether he could survive after the three palms was still unknown. Zuo Yunshan was happy to see Wang Ping killed, there is no doubt about it.

"Hey!" Wang Ping fell off the wall with a dazed head, leaning on the magic weapon to support himself. Everyone was waiting to see his joke, but he gritted his teeth and stood up, precariously, as if he would jump at any time. On the street, my feet were weak, and my head became muddled.

"Crack!" Suddenly, holding the knife in both hands, he turned around and slashed at Murong Jianping.

But he can't even walk at all, and his funny appearance will only make people laugh, so he wants to fight back like this?
After finishing speaking, Wang Ping's knife slashed at Murong Jianping.

"Crack!" The knife was weak, there was no threat at all, let alone Murong Jianping, anyone could dodge it, Murong Jianping grabbed the knife with one hand.

"The third palm!" Another palm was slapped at Wang Ping.

The new official took office three fires, Wang Ping pissed off Murong Jianping!
(End of this chapter)