"Ding"

I saw a purple thread sandwiched with a wisp of bright red, piercing Zhong Hongyan's head in the blink of an eye, and pierced out from the center of her eyebrows!

"Yan'er!"

Tan Sun hurriedly turned around and hugged the Taoist companion's body. After realizing that she had lost her life, he roared with tears in his eyes: "You little beast, how dare you do this!"

"It's you two who will be killed."

Chen Ping smiled coldly. He had just controlled the Purple Light Needle with all his strength and launched a sneak attack. However, before Zhong Hongyan, who was in the early stage of foundation building, could react, he was instantly killed by him on the spot.

"Ping'er!"

Chen Yiru was also stunned by this sudden turn of events, and angrily shouted in surprise: "Why did you kill Zhong Daoyou?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of violent fluctuations occurred in his mind. Chen Yi looked up subconsciously and saw a red and blue boulder half a person tall and only half a foot wide falling from the sky, carrying an icy wind. It hit Chen Ping's position without missing a beat.

"Ping'er, get out of the way!"

Not wanting to blame him any more, Chen Yiru shouted anxiously.

This boulder is not an ordinary stone, but a second-level material that can be used to refine spiritual weapons, Xifeng Stone.

Xifeng Stone is known for its exaggerated weight.

A piece as big as a palm weighs more than a thousand kilograms, not to mention such a thick piece, which may weigh tens of thousands of kilograms.

Moreover, if it is dropped from a height of nearly a hundred feet, even a foundation-building practitioner may not be able to catch it!

"Little tricks."

Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness was far stronger than ordinary foundation building. He was already on guard before the boulder fell from the top of the cliff.

Without any warning, the Feng Ling Sword came out horizontally and was placed on his chest. The Taoist robe on his body expanded rapidly, and all his spiritual power was poured into the sword body. Chen Ping jumped forward and rushed towards the Xifeng Stone.

"Zi Zi"

The power of Feng Ling Sword was so powerful that in an instant, the two-color boulder was cut into dozens of pieces and crashed into the rock walls on both sides, leaving a row of irregular half-foot black holes.

"Ping'er!"

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Chen Yiru breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled out a water-clear thin sword and chose to stand beside Chen Ping.

The moment the Xifeng Stone fell out of thin air, Chen Yiru understood that there must be someone behind all this. Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence that a piece of weapon refining material worth thousands of spirit stones would drop?

Moreover, the most suspicious thing is the couple in front of me!

"Aunt Ru, there are three foundation-building monks above!"

Chen Ping stared at Tan Sun closely and reminded.

"What!"

Chen Yiru's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up. Sure enough, there were a few dark shadows, vaguely leaning against the cliff, seeming to be sizing them up.

"Today, you two bastards of the Chen family will die here and be buried with my Yan'er!"

Tan Sun laughed crazily and heartily, and even tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Why!"

Chen Yiru pointed his sword at Tan Sun and said in disbelief.

Mr. and Mrs. Tan and Sun have been friends with her for many years. When the three of them were Qi practicing monks, they entered the world of cultivation together.

Although they are not life-and-death friends, there is definitely a deep friendship between them.

Before arriving at Rhinoceros Island, she specifically told Chen Ping not to fall out unless it was absolutely necessary.

Who would have expected that Tan and Sun would have already made plans to collude with outsiders to seek wealth and death!

"Don't talk nonsense with him, go up first and then talk!"

Seeing her excitement, Chen Ping hugged her waist and flew into the air.

The terrain of Xianxiantian is narrow and not suitable for practicing secret arts.

Halfway through the flight, I saw a group of gray whirlpools rushing from above, each vortex carrying a cold death aura.

Chen Pingping showed no fear, unsheathed his Feng Ling sword and split the incoming whirlpools one by one.

After a few breaths, the two of them touched the ground on their toes, and Chen Ping immediately let go of Chen Yiru.

Compared with the ruggedness of the front line, the top is a flat hill, and as far as the eye can see for hundreds of feet, there is a smooth open space.

At this moment, a mile away, there were three old men in different costumes staring at them with their hands behind their hands.

"Meng Liangyuan, Meng Lingqiu, Yu Hugu!"

Chen Yiru's expression changed drastically, and she said bitterly: "Tan and Sun have actually taken refuge in you!"

Chen Ping also recognized the three of them immediately.

He had met Meng Lingqiu before. At that time, he was stationed in the Tengshan Island Mine. It was in the early stages of foundation construction.

Later, he left the mine privately and went to Mingji Island, which gave Chen Ping an opportunity to take advantage of.

After not seeing each other for ten years, Meng Lingqiu has already broken through a small level. It seems that he took the Taihe Pill and successfully broke through.

As for the other two people, although Chen Ping did not know them, their portraits hung high in the Internal Affairs Hall.

The Meng and Yu families are mortal enemies of the family, and their intelligence collection in all aspects is relatively complete.

In particular, several characters in the Foundation Establishment Realm are the focus of the family's attention.

"Let's capture the two Taoist friends from the Chen family without any effort!"

The old man with triangular eyes in purple clothes in the middle took a few steps forward and said calmly.

Meng Liangyuan, the eldest elder of the Meng family, is almost the same age as Chen Xiangwen, and is also an experienced late-stage foundation-building monk.

"Pooh!"

Chen Yiru raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "Stop pretending, the hatred between our two clans is as deep as the ocean. I will support you even if I die today!"

"hey-hey."

Seeing her determination, Chen Ping couldn't help but laugh and gave her a comforting look.

"I'll stop them later. You can act as the opportunity arises and run away if you can."

"If you succeed in your cultivation in the future, remember to help Aunt Ru avenge her!"

Chen Yiru's voice transmission sounded in her ears, her words trembled, and it was obvious that she was extremely anxious at this time.

"We have four foundation-building monks, three in the mid-term and one in the late-stage. You are not still discussing how to escape, are you?"

The speaker was an old man with long white hair, and his hoarse voice was full of joking.

This person's name is Yu Hugu, the eldest elder of the Yu family, and he is in the middle stage of foundation building.

While he was speaking, Tan Sun also flew up the cliff with Zhong Hongyan's body in his arms.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes stayed on Chen Ping's face, with a look of hatred shining on him.

"My condolences to fellow Taoist Tan."

Seeing that he had lost his lover, Meng Liangyuan casually consoled him.

"Descendant of the Chen family, Yu is very strange. How did you find out that I was waiting behind you to follow you?"

Seeing that the four people on his side formed an airtight encirclement, Yu Hugu felt that he had a chance to win, so the old god said.

According to their plan, they planned to wait for Chen Yiru and Tan Sun and his wife to arrive at their destination, then show up to kill again.

In order to prevent danger before it happens, they all used magical powers to hide themselves. Although the level of the skill is not high, it is definitely not something that a monk in the early stage of foundation building can detect.

But the facts were before his eyes, but it was Chen Ping, who was at the lowest level, who took the initiative and attacked Zhong Hongyan.

This guy must have special skills!

Yu Hugu squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Ping, thinking to himself.

"Smell it out. When a person is about to die, his body will emit an unpleasant stench."

Chen Ping arched his eyebrows and sneered lowly.

Yu Hugu's eyes narrowed, and he understood what he meant, and said in a solemn tone: "What a sharp-tongued little guy, I will let you taste what it feels like to have cramps and bones peeled off, and to be in agony!"

"Take us to the place where the treasure is hidden. Afterwards, I can make the decision to let the two fellow Taoists die peacefully."

Meng Liangyuan said sternly.

Tan Sun had just sent a message to him and told him that Chen Yiru came to Xishui Island for the treasures in the Longxia Sect stronghold.
Chapter completed!