2488: C2488 Two Flowers Open One for Each Table

C2488 Two Flowers Open One for Each Table

"I don't like men." Yang Ping smiled and gestured that they should go ahead. Boiling the water and brewing the tea, his actions were as smooth as flowing water. Tao Chengxi watched the entire process with a slight smile on his face and became interested.

"Looks like you're not nervous at all." Tao Chengxi said.

Sitting across from him, Tao Chengxi praised him greatly after tasting the tea. Actually, it was just an ordinary Tie Guanyin, the city's running water. However, in the hands of Yang Ping, it was possible to produce different flavors. It was a kind of allure that was close to the Dao.

The Way of Tea was the Way of Tea. Only when one's path of tea was close to the Dao could it become an art form.

The mountain was not high, but the immortal gave its name. The water was not deep, but the dragon gave its name to the spirit. The tea leaves in the tea leaves weren't the most important thing. Rather, it was the attitude of the person who brewed the tea leaves, as well as their cultivation realm. Yang Ping's performance made Tao Chengxi's eyes light up.

After tasting the tea, he sighed.

Tao Chengxi put down the cup and said: "I came to disturb you this time, but there's actually something I can discuss with you."

Yang Ping smiled and said, "Please speak."

For Tao Chengxi, Yang Ping's senses were pretty good. He was a disciple of Heaven's Destruction Sword, which could be included in the golden seed. However, Yang Ping had observed that Tao Chengxi's cultivation level was high, and his strength far exceeded that of Tao Chengxi's.

Tao Chengxi shrugged and said helplessly, "I owe you a favor after drinking your tea." "I don't like to owe favors, so I'll return them to you tonight."

Yang Ping listened attentively.

Tao Chengxi's expression turned serious as he said, "I'm prepared to kill you before Jiang Weimin does."

Yang Ping was surprised for a moment and then couldn't help but laugh, "It's not funny."

Tao Chengxi shook his head and said seriously, "I never joke."

The smile on Yang Ping's face froze as he stared into Tao Chengxi's eyes. Tao Chengxi's pupils instantly turned black, and his entire demeanor changed drastically. A boundless killing intent was released, pressuring the infirmary until it rumbled.

He had never seen such concentrated killing intent. Being so close to the darkness, Yang Ping felt his blood run cold. This was the first time since entering the Dragon City that he felt that his life was in danger.

Tao Chengxi stretched out his left hand and grabbed the air. A black peach flower appeared on his palm. Yang Ping looked down and saw the same peach flower mark on his chest.

Sou sou sou!

One retreated several hundred meters.

Yang Ping left the clinic and rushed out the door, but the peach blossoms on his chest were even more colorful, like freshly ground ink smeared on it, bright and glistening, as if a dark liquid could flow out.

Although they left the infirmary and distanced themselves from Tao Chengxi, Yang Ping did not feel safe at all. On the contrary, he felt a sense of crisis growing stronger and stronger.

The black peach blossom on his chest was still a flower bud, but it was now slowly blooming.

Yang Ping's heart was overwhelmed with shock, the black peach blossoms bloomed, but the life force in his body was drained away. What kind of Ancient Martial Arts was this, something that he had never heard of, capable of absorbing the life force of a human body. It was used to describe how colorful the peach blossoms were, showing the strangeness and terror of Tao Chengxi's Ancient Martial Arts.

Yang Ping had thought that Tao Chengxi was very powerful during the last fight. Now it seemed that Tao Chengxi was much stronger than he had expected.

A random plant of a peach blossom could take a person's life.

Tao Chengxi walked out of the door leisurely and said, "I don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling. I'll grow a peach flower and borrow it from the heavens for another five hundred years. "

Puff!

Yang Ping's chest was in extreme pain. After the black peach blossoms bloomed, they entered his chest as if they were branded on his heart. He ignored the protective aura around his body as they seeped into his skin and entered his body. The peach blossoms were extremely overbearing, absorbing the nutrients from his body. If he could endure for a few minutes, Yang Ping's chance would turn into human dryness.

He took a deep breath, circulated the Qi in his body, opened his fluoroscopy, and saw through the black peach blossom. He took out a silver needle, nine inches long, and inserted it into the acupuncture points of his body, aiming for the heart of the peach blossom. The vitality of the peach blossoms was too strong. With the silver needles piercing his acupoints, it was impossible to erase the imprint of the peach blossoms.

Tao Chengxi strolled leisurely towards Yang Ping, the peach blossoms on his palm becoming more and more alluring. As the two peach blossoms got closer, the sense of danger became stronger and stronger. Yang Ping guessed that if the two peach blossoms made contact with the same spot, then his life would end here.

And this was after Yang Ping's body had undergone transformation and become Unbreakable Body, which was able to resist the corrosion of the peach blossoms. Even an ordinary Ninth Level Stage would not be able to do anything about it. But it was far from enough because Tao Chengxi had arrived in front of him and pushed the peach blossom in his hand towards Yang Ping's chest.

Yang Ping shouted lightly. Finally, he no longer hid his strength, using Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, and Five Elements Acupuncture. He finally forced the peach blossoms out of his body. In the end, the two peach blossoms did not touch him, and he escaped death.

Tao Chengxi was not slow and changed his moves again.

The peach blossoms in his palm disappeared. He raised his left hand like a heavenly blade, chopping the river of time into two. Yang Ping is like a peach flower in the river of time, Tao Chengxi wants to cut the peach flower into two.

"With no trace of time and without mercy, I will cut the peach blossom in half."

Puff puff!

Yang Ping felt a chill run down his spine. Because Tao Chengxi said the truth, the world seemed to have changed. He had really become a peach flower in the river of time, waiting for fate to cut him up. And Tao Chengxi was the knife that cut open the peach blossoms.

His body took the hit, and he immediately used his spiritual sea to resist Tao Chengxi's Ancient Martial Arts.

Tao Chengxi's Ancient Martial Arts was too strange. It was obviously a spiritual attack technique, but to be able to turn it into a physical attack, it was much more powerful than the sect of Luo Sheng. In front of Tao Chengxi, Ninth Heavenly King of the Dragon God Cult was like a babbling baby, not enough to see.

Yang Ping was shocked when he used his Spiritual Sea but did not even make a crack in the Peach Blossom World.

This was no longer a simple area, but a world of true value. He had never had such an arduous time even when facing Dao Elder Longhu. Even though Taoist Longhu's Subsaint was sealed by Madame Zhu, he still had the experience of killing with Subsaint. Even ten ordinary Ninth Level Stage cultivators would not be his match.

However, the pressure that Tao Chengxi brought was even more terrifying than Daoist Long Hu.

It was hard to imagine.

Yang Ping did not have the heart to think about Tao Chengxi's next move. Instead, he wholeheartedly focused on fighting against Tao Chengxi's Peach Blossom Domain. Countless peach blossoms floated down from the sky, all alone in the wind. The air was especially cold.

Suddenly, thousands of peach blossoms turned into throwing knives, piercing towards Yang Ping's vitals.

There was no escape, no escape.

Yang Ping could only take it head-on.

Facing Tao Chengxi's tyrannical move, Yang Ping's heart was moved. Looking at the colorful world of peach blossoms, he seemed to be deep in thought. He entered a miraculous state. Under the crisis of life and death, his potential exploded.

He closed his eyes and opened them.

The solemness on Yang Ping's face disappeared and was replaced with a relaxed smile.

Two peach blossoms, I cut four.

Yang Ping chuckled. He raised his hand towards the sky and slashed. Something strange happened.

The peach blossoms that filled the sky dissipated, and a crack seemed to appear in the void. In the pure darkness, a ray of light shone into the heart of the darkness, illuminating the ethereal life and finding its hope.

So that's how it was.

Yang Ping had a new understanding and his fighting spirit was boiling.

The peach blossoms had all fallen.

Tao Chengxi stood at the entrance of the infirmary and laughed, "You are much more perceptive than my junior, Tao Shijiu. He did not complain about his loss. In time, you will become a Grandmaster. I cut the peach blossom into two, but you split it into four pieces.

Yang Ping smiled and said confidently, "Two flowers have bloomed, one table for each."

Tao Chengxi fell into deep thought, but he soon understood everything. His eyes lit up as he laughed, "Not bad, not bad at all. Jiang Weimin really has the bad luck of eight lifetimes to meet you."

Yang Ping said: "He's already at the Subsaint, so his strength is much stronger. No one can say for sure. "

Tao Chengxi laughed and said: "Subsaint?" Shaking his head, he walked towards the street corner, "Subsaint, the reason why you are a saint is not because you call me that." And everyone sealed it. "0

Yang Ping was puzzled. He wanted to ask if Tao Chengxi had already left.

He was inwardly puzzled. When he recalled the exchange just now, he felt that something was off. Suddenly, his entire body trembled as he thought of a terrifying possibility!

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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