“This this……”
Ning Zhi’s face was ugly, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn’t believe what he had just seen.
The aura that Chen Ping exuded just now was no worse than the peak of Wuzong, or even worse.
Ning Zhi’s eyelids were beating, and the killing intent in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
Chen Ping’s talent is too smart, and his strength has improved so quickly in such a short period of time. Ning Zhi knows that leaving Chen Ping behind will always be a big hidden danger for the Ning family!
“Do you still want to try now?”
Chen Ping looked at Ning Zhi teasingly.
Ning Zhi’s eyes narrowed and he didn’t speak. Instead, he shouted loudly and his fist was in front of Chen Ping in an instant.
“Holy Light Fist…”
Chen Ping raised his hand and punched him.
The two fists collided, and terrifying energy burst out, centering on the two of them and spreading out in all directions.
The houses that had just been built began to collapse one after another under this terrifying energy, and many people ran around to dodge.
Ning Zhi’s figure shook a few times before he stabilized, while Chen Ping withdrew his right foot backwards and pressed it firmly against the ground. A crack instantly appeared on the ground.
“Don’t think about preserving your strength. If you don’t try your best, you are not qualified to fight with me…”
Chen Ping looked at Ning Zhi and said coldly.
Ning Zhi looked at Chen Ping solemnly. He didn’t understand what happened to Chen Ping’s Holy Light Fist just now.
With just a simple punch, Ning Zhi felt that his body’s aura began to become disordered, and he felt pressure instantly.
At this moment, Ning Zhi was trying hard to adjust his breathing.
Soon, the aura on Ning Zhi’s body exploded again. This time, Ning Zhi didn’t hold back at all. The aura of Wu Zong’s peak exploded all of a sudden.
This terrifying aura was much more powerful than the aura. Some migrant workers who were watching the excitement from hundreds of meters away were directly shocked by this terrifying aura and vomited blood. Some even fell to the ground and died!
Chen Ping frowned and quickly pinched the magic formula in his hand. A barrier appeared, instantly blocking the terrifying aura.
He didn’t expect that Ning Zhi, as a descendant of a sect family, would be so careless about human life.
In Kyoto, as a warrior, you cannot kill ordinary people casually. There are very strict rules!
But in this barren Xichuan, although there are rules, after all, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, so Ning Zhi dares to be so unrestrained.