Your famous daughter looks pretty good, why don't you spend two days playing with me When I'm tired of playing, I'll let you go!"Feng Yixiao finished laughing and said to Song Zude!Song Zude's face t..."Your strength isn't bad, but you aren't worthy of fighting me..."

Chen Ping sneered coldly.

"Is that so Then let's give it a try..."

The young man suddenly leaped high into the air, following it up with an endless barrage of palm wind aimed straight for Chen Ping's head. Chen Ping was instantly engulfed by the palm wind, leaving him no time to dodge at all.

"Looking for death..."

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura emanated from his body.

They were just strangers who had never met before, with no prior acquaintance or enmity. However, Chen Ping hadn't expected this young man to actually strike him down.

In the distance, the old man stood quietly watching, his expression unreadable, with no intention of stopping anything.

As the young man's palm was about to strike Chen Ping's head, Chen Ping roared angrily and punched towards the sky. Terrifying spiritual power surged out, directly blasting the young man away.

Clack clack clack.....

He stumbled back several steps, his young face ashen, his internal organs churning violently, a mouthful of blood held back by sheer force.

"Now it's my turn..."

Chen Ping gritted his teeth and threw a punch at the young man.

The wind howled, carving deep trenches into the ground. The young man, seeing this, was instantly taken aback. With a flick of his right hand, a bronze sword materialized in his grasp.

The bronze sword whirled in the young man's hand, painting streaks of sword flowers in mid-air. These sword flowers collided with the fists of wind, producing the sound of clashing steel and sparks flying!

...

A sound of tearing ripped through the air, and the young man recoiled rapidly. A wound half a meter long appeared on his chest, his clothes torn open, blood flowing out.

Looking at the wound on his chest, the young man's eyes turned bloodshot, a murderous aura emanating from his body.

"I will kill you..."

The young man roared from his throat, his bronze sword beginning to glow with a crimson aura. A terrifying and bloody killing intent surged towards Chen Ping.e go"Jin Yuan looked expectantly at Chen Ping."Of course..."Chen Ping smiled faintly, then slowly raised the Zhanlong Sword in his hand!Just when Jin Yuan let out a sigh of relief, Chen Ping's Zhanlon...