paranoianovel [129] Xiaolou Lake, The Four-Eyed Monk Cuts Off The Proud And Arrogant Pei Yulong With His Sword (Pl
[129] Xiaolou Lake, The Four-Eyed Monk Cuts Off The Proud And Arrogant Pei Yulong With His Sword (Pl
As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone present could clearly see the young man dressed in blood-stained clothes and wrapped in a blood python. He was none other than Wu Ping, as mentioned by the Four-Eyed person.
Moreover, Four-Eyed had mentioned it before.
Don't provoke Wu Ping, or you'll lose your life in vain.
The injuries you suffer from provoking Four-Eyed are nothing compared to the life you'll lose by provoking Wu Ping.
But is it really that mysterious?
Everyone craned their necks to look over, waiting quietly for the next development.
Pei Yulong did have a good appearance, with delicate skin and flesh. At first glance, he didn't seem like someone highly skilled in Body Refining.
But there are no empty vessels under a famous name.
With a disdainful look, he glanced at Wu Ping and said, "Are you Wu Ping from the Seven Blood Sect?"
"I heard you have some skills. Why don't you two attack together?"
Wu Ping couldn't stand it anymore.
He kicked Four-Eyed up.
"You're just standing there, listening to him talk nonsense? You caused all these things. I'll count to three, three!"
"Pei Yulong, come out and face me!"
Four-Eyed couldn't delay any longer. Wu Ping was really going to beat him up.
He directly flew and landed on the surface of the small lake.
A loud shout rang out.
Another fight broke out?
Or was it Four-Eyed challenging Pei Yulong from the Qitian Battle Mansion?
Peanuts, melon seeds, small stools, let's watch the show.
Everyone gathered to watch.
Wu Ping leaped and lightly landed on the roof of the Tingyu Building.
It must be said that the scenery here is really good, like a picturesque landscape, although not as beautiful and colorful as the Nanshan Mountains.
But the artistic conception here seems to have brought the landscape painting into reality.
It resonates with the Three Thousand Study Rooms of the Liangyi Mountains.
Adding a literary fragrance.
Watching the two confronting each other in the field.
Wu Ping has always been puzzled by one thing.
Why do people in this world like to exchange trash talk before a battle, judging the strength of their opponents by their aura.
To the point that this habit has subtly changed him.
Sometimes, when he's in a good mood, he would also learn a thing or two and put on a seamless act.
It's quite a headache.
But it's not necessarily a bad thing.
At least now Wu Ping can hear a lot of information.
On the left: "I wonder how these two will fight, whether it will be a physical confrontation or a combination of physical strength and spiritual power, Law Treasure secret techniques."
"I think it should be a physical confrontation, after all, they were just arguing."
"No no no, didn't you hear just now? Look, see that figure in blood clothes on the Listening Rain Tower, he kicked the Four Eyes with a four-eyed kick, and said that if Four Eyes doesn't kill Pei Yulong today, he will kill Four Eyes. He even shouted out three numbers, scaring Four Eyes to death."
"Who is this person? So arrogant, daring to kick Four Eyes, and Four Eyes didn't even resist. Could it be that just because of his words, today is really going to be a life and death battle with Pei Yulong?"
"You see, your information is so limited. I have some firsthand information here, come and take a look. A divine blood python entwined around him, with human heads hanging from his waist, blood clothes as if freshly dyed, surpassing many geniuses..."
What a lunatic, why should I care about the battle between Four Eyes and Pei Yulong?
Wu Ping blocked out the conversation on this side.
On the lake surface.
The momentum of the two instantly neutralized.
Pei Yulong took a step back.
Laughing heartily, he said, "Impressive, Four Eyes, indeed formidable. But based on just your aura, you can't defeat me. Take my punch!!"
With a raised hand, a punch came crashing down, several streams of white energy converged and intertwined on Pei Yulong's hand. In an instant, a huge white drill covered and enveloped his entire arm.
Watching the fierce attack.
In response, Four Eyes drew his sword.
With a swing of the sword, the tormented souls of ghosts and spirits in the world screamed incessantly.
The Buddhist tradition is not only about Zen staffs and alms bowls, but also about the precepts sword, a weapon of killing and decisiveness!
Wu Ping spoke up, and of course Four Eyes couldn't play with Pei Yulong with the intention of just exchanging pointers.
One slash.
The drill on Pei Yulong's arm was instantly shattered.
He stepped back fiercely and stood up.
The arm that resisted the slash trembled incessantly.
A long wound appeared on his forearm, blood flowing profusely.
He put away his smile and his face became extremely serious.
"You want to kill me!?"
He thought it was just a friendly match, but not only did Wu Ping draw his sword, he also wanted to disable his arm.
What else could this be if not a prelude to further attacks?
Wu Ping chuckled.
He couldn't help it.
Four Eyes bowed and said, "Well said, well said. I believe that Pei, the donor, must have heard every word that Wu Ping just said. I don't want to suffer any physical pain. Donor, please rest assured."
"Since the last time I was taught by Master Wu, I have understood many things. But there's no need to say more. Donor, you have a heavy karmic burden."
"My sword is fast."
Is he really playing?
This is not a friendly match, but a matter of life and death?
Everyone's gaze fell on the figure in red on the rooftop.
Who is Four Eyes?
They had heard his name long ago, like thunder in their ears.
He dared to kill the offspring of the Peacock Demon Mother.
Is Wu Ping scared now?
How strong is he really!?
To the point where Four Eyes, who practices Buddhism, directly drew his sword.
At this moment, the name Wu Ping began to spread widely.
Someone on the right said, "Can anyone tell me where this Wu Ping came from? Why is Four Eyes so scared of him?"
"I heard he's from the Seven Blood Sect, or maybe Punishment Peak, that gathering place for demons. There have been so many fierce individuals coming out of there. The blood flows like a raging sea, causing chaos in the mortal world. There's Xue Xiao, who has no head but still wreaks havoc, and many others. Now there's Wu Ping, and he seems even more fierce than the ones before."
"At least these people, when they walk in the mortal world, can't scare Four Eyes, who was once a powerful being and has been reborn as a genius, with just a few words."
"One sentence? How can it be just one sentence? Wu Ping's record and strength are not something we can speak for. He is one of the four reincarnated spirit children of King Kong, and he can kill with an unbeatable advantage. Even if the opponent reveals all their hidden cards, he can still take their heads. His methods are extremely terrifying. If it were you, would you be afraid?"
"Wow, this is simply a professional killer of Buddhas, and he's even using the strategy of the weak defeating the strong. In addition, the power of Buddha cultivation restrains demonic cultivation. Tsk tsk, encountering someone like him is truly despairing."
"Alright, good!"
"Blow, just keep blowing."
"Blow as much as you want."
Wu Ping doesn't understand. Are those four spirit children really that powerful?
Why doesn't he feel that way?
It's definitely not just showing off.
Wu Ping just wants to ask one question: Is he... very strong?
The power of Xiao Lou Lake surges around Yu Long, who is being pushed back by the four-eyed person.
The golden hammers in his hands seem powerful and overwhelming.
Every move he makes has the momentum to destroy everything.
He almost hits the water of Xiao Lou Lake, causing the water curtain to fall from the sky.
But in terms of physical strength, he is not as good as the four-eyed person.
In terms of spiritual power, he is also not as good as the four-eyed person.
When he strikes with his hammer, the four-eyed person easily blocks it with his knife.
A hammer emphasizes overpowering the opponent with strength. Otherwise, why compete with sharp weapons?
No, it should be said that all blunt weapons emphasize overpowering the opponent with strength.
But now, his strength is no match for the opponent.
When the blade of the battle knife grazes, the four-eyed person dares to strike, and Yu Long dares to get injured.
What a fool, too confident in himself.
Trying to imitate others and play with blunt weapons.
He doesn't know his own limits.
A shocking slash, accompanied by a terrifying roar.
The lake water is stained with blood.
One of Yu Long's arms is severed by the four-eyed person.
"Four Eyes!!! You dare to be an enemy with me, a demonic cultivator, until one of us is dead!"
"Well done, well done, my friend, you've figured it out."
Listen to the surroundings again.
"It's over. Pei Yulong's arm has been cut off. Can he still turn the tables?"
"Don't joke around. He's completely suppressed. How can he turn the tables? Even if he plays his trump card, as a disciple of the Qitian Battle Manor, can you compete with the reincarnated master of the Buddhist sect?"
"Now it depends on whether Four Eyes will show mercy or spare Pei Yulong's life and not take his head."
"It's unlikely. It seems that Pei Yulong is in deep trouble today. But I'm curious, how did Pei Yulong provoke Wu Ping?"
"Maybe you didn't hear it, but I just heard someone say that during Four Eyes' fight with the physical cultivators, Pei Yulong, who is from the Qitian Battle Manor, came to Xiaolou Lake to challenge Four Eyes and regain his reputation."
"Why did he choose this time to come? He happened to encounter Four Eyes entertaining Wu Ping, and this Pei Yulong had the audacity to provoke him. He insulted Four Eyes, calling him a fake monk, and threatened that if Four Eyes lost to him, he would make Four Eyes curse Wu Ping."
"What does this have to do with Wu Ping? Although Four Eyes previously said that those under a hundred years old who cultivate their physical bodies should regard Wu Ping as their leader, if you don't agree, why challenge him? Why insult others with your foul mouth?"
"What is Wu Ping's identity? He's a demonic cultivator who single-handedly broke through the three battle lines of the Seven Blood Sect in the western region, killing four spirit children. Would he tolerate such behavior?"
"He kicked Four Eyes directly, meaning that the trouble was caused by Pei Yulong. If Four Eyes can't kill this troublemaker Pei Yulong today, Wu Ping will kill him."
"That's why we have the current situation."
Everyone looked at Wu Ping with admiration.
This person has a strong killing intent!
But he also lives freely, with a sense of lawlessness.
On Xiaolou Lake, Pei Yulong's trump cards were revealed.
However, they were of no use.
This was the first time Wu Ping had seen Four Eyes use his Past Eyes, which were hidden within his four eyes, in battle.
It was truly amazing.
The level of mystique even impressed Wu Ping.
He saw a burst of golden light in Four Eyes' eyes, and after the tiny Buddhist scriptures flowed through them, a knife stabbed towards the void beside him, seemingly missing.
But then, look again.
A slightly young face appeared before everyone's eyes.
Someone had been stabbed.
Who else could it be if not the young Pei Yulong?
He spewed out a mouthful of blood.
Pei Yulong completely lost his resistance and knelt down on the ground.
There was a large gash above his abdomen.
Fresh blood kept pouring out.
Si Mu drew his knife and came behind Pei Yulong,
raising his sword high in his hand.
Just as he was about to swing down and behead him,
"Spare his life!"
"Get the hell out of here!"
Wu Ping exploded directly.
The Buddha whip appeared in his hand, seemingly teleporting,
and appeared in front of the cultivator who flew over, shouting to spare his life.
He whipped horizontally.
The Dragon Transformation cultivator at the sixth level was directly whipped in half.
Only the lower half remained, flying towards the distance under everyone's gaze.
Not even a scream was heard.
Only a lingering cloud of blood remained in the air.
Looking at Wu Ping, he was already sitting on the rooftop of the Tingyu Pavilion by the lake,
seriously watching the interrupted story unfolding in the field.
And the name of this section of the story is: "The Four-Eyed Sword Beheading of the Proud and Arrogant Pei Yulong at the Tingyu Pavilion by the Lake."
Speaking of Wu Ping, he is the most annoyed, most disgusted, and most hated by people who shout to spare lives.
And also,
fighting the small ones before the big ones!
Troublesome.
Can't they all come together and be done with it?
Today, Pei Yulong is doomed.
Wu Ping has already decided on this beheading spectacle.
Even if the Heavenly King himself comes, it won't make a difference.
As for who was just killed?
Does Wu Ping care?
He doesn't care.
He just murmurs, "If Wu Qi were here, he might have recorded this scene for future storytelling, and then titled it 'The Four-Eyed Lake, the Heart-Cutting High of Proud Pei Yulong,' it would definitely be a hit."
"Just... just now, did Wu Ping make a move?"
"It seems so, it seems like he even used a golden whip to whip a Dragon Transformation cultivator to death."
To be precise, it should be a sixth-level Dragon Transformation cultivator. Although I can see everything clearer than you, but... was that really a sixth-level Dragon Transformation cultivator? When did a sixth-level Dragon Transformation cultivator become so weak, killed by a whip without even showing any thunderous power?"
"Similarly blunt weapons, comparing Pei Yulong's hammer to Wu Ping's whip, it's like heaven and earth, if Wu Ping were to whip at Four-Eyes, could he block it like Pei Yulong did?"
"Heh, block it? Guess why Four-Eyes is afraid of Wu Ping, if he could block it, would he be afraid?"
"No, no, no, the person Wu Ping whipped to death seems to be Qianli Swallow from the Qitian Battle Mansion!!!"
"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong? This Qianli Swallow even has a nickname, called Little Tyrant. He was killed by a single whip?"
Duan Yuanqi?
Badi Qianli? Little Tyrant?
Wu Ping has never heard of them, if the title of tyrant can be given to anyone so easily.
Since this Duan Yuanqi is called Little Tyrant, it means there is also a tyrant.
But it seems like a silver-like sharp spearhead.
To think that such a person inherited the title of Little Tyrant.
No consciousness, no reaction, no physical body.
Little Tyrant, the name doesn't live up to its reputation.
"Shall I wait for this slash?" Wu Ping speaks up.
The surroundings instantly quiet down again.
Four-Eyes raises his hand and the knife falls.
A good person's head soars into the sky.
A talisman appears in Four-Eyes' hand, reaching out to catch the falling head.
Sealed with the talisman.
"Good, good. Pei Shizhu, your karmic burden is heavy. This humble monk will seal your head with a talisman and place it in a storage bag. When this humble monk returns to the Western Realm, I will properly guide and deliver you all the way to the gates of the Western Heaven. So, Shizhu, you can rest assured and go peacefully."
Wu Ping frowned as he watched.
How could this monk have a penchant for collecting people's heads?
This is even more like a demonic cultivator than him, a demonic cultivator himself.
Under the gaze of everyone, he collected the sword and the head of Pei Yulong.
He crossed over and ascended to the rooftop of Tingyu Tower.
Pei Yulong's headless body slowly fell into the water.
No one collected his body, no one dared to collect his body.
"Wu Shizhu, you said I would cause trouble. Now that you have killed Duan Yuanqi with a single whip, we might be in trouble."
"Trouble? What kind of trouble?"
Wu Ping asked in return.
"We engaged in a fight, each killing one person. This is on Liangyi Mountain, not in the Western Realm or the Seven Blood Sect. Those who act in secret are probably waiting for someone who can take us down."
"After all, we have violated the rules here. But there's no need to worry. This humble monk still has some face. They shouldn't do anything to us."
Saying this, Four Eyes looked at Wu Ping, only to see him take out two tokens.
"With these two things, the Three Thousand Book Pavilion shouldn't cause trouble for the two disciples of the Qitian Battle Manor."
"The token of Vice-Dong Lord of the Spider Cave in the Twelve Grotto-Heavens of the Southern Mountain!!"
"The token personally bestowed by Elder Ouyang Zhongmo of the Human Demon Peak in the Seven Blood Sect!!"
Four Eyes' eyes widened in shock.
"Wu... Wu Shizhu, what is your true identity? Aren't you a disciple of the Punishment Peak in the Twenty Blood Sect? How did these two tokens end up in your hands?"
Wu Ping waved his hand. "The situation is a bit complicated. To be precise, I am indeed a disciple of the Punishment Peak, and I am also the current chief disciple. Moreover, I have some connections. Ouyang Zhongmo of the Human Demon Peak is my master, and Elder Hengzhu of the Spider Cave in the Twelve Grotto-Heavens of the Southern Mountain is my master's wife. That's why they gave me more things."
As he spoke, Four Eyes couldn't help but glance at the Heavenly Spider Claw in Wu Ping's hand.
The Heavenly Spider Claw... a famous Spiritual Treasure of the Twelve Grotto-Heavens of the Southern Mountain, was actually worn on Wu Ping's hand!
Four Eyes could already imagine that when the people from the Three Thousand Book Pavilion arrived with great momentum, Wu Ping would take out the token.
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