Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven

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Bang Bang Bang!

噔 噔 噔!

Wan Dong shot three palms in one breath, and Ping Feipeng took three steps back in one breath. After Wan Dong withdrew his palm front, Ping Feipeng's face was three points whiter than that of Bai Xue, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth was continually blasting out, making it more vivid and dazzling.

Not to mention Ping Feipeng's internal injuries at this time, the pain from both arms alone was enough to suffocate him. The power that erupted from Wandong was so strong and fierce. Ping Feipeng once thought that his two arms had shattered. No matter how he urged his mind, he couldn't even lift an inch.

This is the power that Wandong has now, enough to make Ping Feipeng tremble!

Looking at Ping Fei Peng who was pale and frightened, Wan Dong's face was filled with sneers. Although Ping Feipeng was abominable, to a certain extent, he also succeeded Wandong. If it were n’t for Ping Feipeng ’s demeanor, Wan Dong ’s cultivation practice would not reach the Great Consummation so quickly, and he realized the “whale swallowing” stunt, and what Wan Dong cared about more was this rapid improvement, which made him really touch. The world where the monk is! It's like he has been walking on a winding and rugged path all of a sudden, a Kangzhuang Avenue appears in front of him, suddenly bright!

Based on this, Wandong decided to give Ping Feipeng a happy heart!

"What ... what are you going to do?" In the look of Wandong, the murderous moment was stronger than the moment, and Ping Feipeng's heart was about to jump out of his throat and asked with trembling.

"What do you say?" Wan Dong smiled coldly and took a step under his feet.

This gentle step actually caused Ping Feipeng to stagger and almost fell to the ground. At the same time, his original trembling voice was sharper now. "No! You can't kill me, no!"

"Give a reason!"

"You ... If you killed me, my young master would not let you go, nor would the Heavenly Dao League let you go!"

"Wow! When your young master comes, I just‘ eat ’your young master!”

"You are going to eat our young master? You are too crazy!"

"Hahaha ... The little man was born so crazy, what can you do to me?"

Wandong's laughter is like a pot of ice water, pouring a heart of Ping Feipeng into the cool and cool!

"Cold ... Cold friends, all wrongs, all of them are surnamed Ping! Look at my young master's sentiment, you ... please plead for me! Great grace, I don't have Pingfeipeng The tooth is unforgettable! "

Seeing Wandong not to eat hard, it was iron-hearted to take his own life. Ping Feipeng had no choice but to pull his face down and pleaded with Leng Shuangrong. Face is small, life is big! At a critical moment, this leveling is also clear.

However, the more he is, the more certain Wandong is, whether Ping Feipeng is in the Daomen Great World, or in the so-called Tiandao League, it is just a little hello. Where do people with a little identity and status do this?

Although there are several passages connecting the Daomen World and the vulgar small world, these passages are either extremely secret or very dangerous and difficult to get through. If not, with the magical powers of the Taoist monks, this mundane world has long been their back garden. Wan Dong didn't believe that Tian Dao Men would revenge on Ping Feipeng's little girl, and he would not hesitate to use manpower and material resources to invade the ordinary world.

When Leng Shuangrong heard it, her face was immediately cold to the extreme. If it wasn't for her to be injured at this time, she rushed forward and slapped Ping Feipeng hard.

I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen such a thick one. In the first second, I stepped up and stepped down. I wanted to put people to death. Then I turned around the next second and asked them to save their lives. Does Pingfeipeng treat people as the big bodhisattva who saves sufferings, or is it an idiot? No wonder Leng Shuangrong will be angry because of this.

"Yao Ting, such miscellaneous debris, leaving only the world to blame, without saying so much nonsense, slaughter it!"

"Lengshuangrong, you ..." Upon hearing Lengshuangrong's words, Ping Feipeng's straight eyes almost jumped out. If it weren't for Wan Dong's sharp and sharp gaze, he swept over in time, maybe he would say something unpleasant next.

"No, grandma!"

Wan Dong was about to start, Leng Yuecui suddenly shouted loudly, and said anxiously, "Grandma, if you killed Ping Feipeng, who will lift the ban on you?"

Leng Yuecui's words hadn't landed, Ping Feipeng seemed to have caught the life-saving straw, a pair of eyes lit up immediately, and the whole person became alive again.

"Leng Shuangrong, your granddaughter said well. If I die, you won't be able to live! You