“Chen Ping, kill me, please kill me…”
Ning Zhi screamed and began to soften his tone.
Now he only hopes that Chen Ping can kill him.
“It’s not that easy if you want to die. There are nearly a hundred people in the Valley of Evil. I want to avenge them.”
“The four evil men asked you to be hung like a dead dog. Did you ever think about who you are today?”
After Chen Ping finished speaking, he whipped again hard.
“Young Master…”
Seeing Ning Zhi like this, a master from the Ning family hurriedly rushed over.
Rolling your palms, roaring with energy!
“Humph!” Chen Ping snorted coldly.
With a wave of the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, a burst of fire shot out.
Hit the Ning family master directly.
The flames instantly engulfed the Ning family master.
Screams rang out, and Ning Zhi watched helplessly as his men were burned to ashes.
Chen Ping tortured Ning Zhi for half an hour. At this moment, Ning Zhi could only breathe.
There is no human appearance at all.
The masters of the Ning family were almost slaughtered, and the battle was coming to an end.
“go to hell……”
Looking at the dying Ning Zhi, Chen Ping raised the Dragon Slaying Sword high!
He was no longer in the mood to play with Ning Zhi.
But just when Chen Ping’s sword was about to be swung down, a figure flashed out.
“Stop it all…”
A sound containing countless true energy made everyone’s eardrums shake.
Everyone stopped involuntarily, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword raised by Chen Ping did not fall down.