boom!
Chen Ping whipped down the demon cultivator, and the demonic cultivator shattered into pieces and instantly turned into a white smoke!
This demon cultivator turned out to be just a clone.
Chen Ping had actually discovered a long time ago that this demonic cultivator relied on his clone to delay time, and the real body had long since escaped!
The magic whip in Chen Ping’s hand began to burn with flames, as Chen Ping kept swinging!
The flames shot straight into the ground, and then bursts of thick smoke came out from the ground!
“Fire Cage…”
Buzz…
Endless flames emerged from the ground, and then quickly connected together to form a large net, covering miles around!
Bang…
There was a muffled groan in the distance. Chen Ping jumped up and swung the magic whip in his hand towards the place where the sound came from!
“Young little demon cultivator dares to steal things from me…”
boom!
Chen Ping whipped his whip, and with endless flames, a figure suddenly rushed out from the ground. It was the escaped demon cultivator!
The demon cultivator used a sharp sword and directly blocked Chen Ping’s demon whip!
puff…………
Although he blocked the magic whip, the ultimate fire on the magic whip turned into a ball of fire and hit the demon cultivator!
The demon cultivator spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards instantly!
The demon cultivator was horrified. He did not expect that he, a fourth-level monk in the Tribulation Realm, could not even defeat a newly promoted monk in the Tribulation Realm. He could not even block a single blow!
Especially Chen Ping’s flame cage, which even covered him underground, making his escape technique useless and he could only be forced out of the ground by the flames!
You must know that this earth-escape technique is his unique skill, but now it is of no use to Chen Ping!
“I’ll give you the fairy grass, hoping you can let me live…”
The demon cultivator knew that he had underestimated Chen Ping’s strength, so he planned to give up the fairy grass and let Chen Ping give him a way out!
Chen Ping looked at the injured demon cultivator, nodded and said: “Okay, as long as you hand over the fairy grass, I can spare your life…”