klisemfg Chapter 261 Out of Control
Chapter 261 Out of Control
Yan Ping moved his hand and broke free from Wen Ye's hand as if he had no bones.
The dark red eyes swept across the entire hole one by one, with a hint of joy.
"Stay put, I'm leaving."
After Yan Ping finished speaking, he tapped his toes lightly and landed next to the demon cultivator beside the blood pool like a huge black bird.
The entire action process was silent.
It was not until a hand was placed on the demon cultivator's shoulder that he turned around in horror.
“Who is…”
Before he could finish his words, a cold, pale hand grabbed his face. He stared at the man with the strange eyebrows and eyes in front of him, then gently raised his hand and pressed it against his lips.
"Shhh."
The demon cultivator's eyes were filled with fear. He wanted to struggle, but his body seemed to be completely stiff, and the spiritual power in his hands and feet was completely out of control.
Yan Ping raised his hand and penetrated the dantian of this demon cultivator without any hindrance. He placed his hand at the dantian position and muttered.
"The late stage of Danhua realm."
The demon cultivator's eyes were bloodshot. The pain of his dantian being torn apart was enough to make one feel what it meant to be worse off than death. The earth-shaking pain went straight into his sea of consciousness.
When Yan Ping saw this, his pupils turned red for a moment, then darkened again, and a hint of interest appeared at the corners of his mouth again.
"I won't kill you yet."
He still has some use for keeping people.
And Yan Ping could still vaguely see the joy and resentment that appeared on the twitching face of the demon cultivator when he heard these words.
The demon cultivators are a group of unwilling people.
As long as there is a chance, I will find ways to retaliate.
Yan Ping was happy. It just so happened that his favorite thing to do was to root out the evil. With a squeeze of his hand, he crushed the demon cultivator's dantian, and then he no longer looked at the expression on his face.
The fingers loosened, and the man who was once as insurmountable as a mountain was put down in front of the group of children.
They were stunned, yet at the same time felt as if they had escaped death; no one screamed.
Yan Ping glanced at them, spiritual energy flowed through his fingers, and blood dripped down his fingers.
The blood pool next to him was still bubbling, and Mei Can was struggling up and down in it. Yan Ping tilted his head, raised the corner of his lips, and flicked his hand, throwing a drop of the demon cultivator's blood into it.
The blood in the blood pool instantly began to boil again, much more violently than before.
Mei Can, who had calmed down, let out another scream.
Yan Ping was satisfied. After admiring it for a moment, he spoke leisurely.
"Hold on tight. If you can hold on, you'll live. If you can't, you'll die."
After Yan Ping finished speaking, he turned and left before his inner demons could come back again.
He walked lightly all the way to an open space not far away, where there were another group of monks.
The Left Protector and the female cultivator from the Sun family were still discussing something. The box that was originally in the female cultivator's hand was placed aside.
Yan Ping raised his eyebrows, but said nothing. He took the box in his hand and opened it casually to take a look.
He wanted to know what He had asked these people to hand over to him.
The box made a slight sound.
The left protector and the female cultivator from the Sun family, who had their backs to him, suddenly turned around.
"Who?"
Yan Ping looked at the things in the box, his dark red eyes raised from the box, revealing his face, and at the same time he turned the box over to show the things inside.
There was a box of jade seeds, with dozens of them. Yan Ping became more and more curious as he looked at them.
How could he be sure that he would use these seeds, other than being able to inflame his injuries when necessary?
“Is this what He wants you to give me?”
The left protector had a tower-like figure, but when he saw Yan Ping, his pupils shrank.
"You, why are you here?"
Yan Ping smiled slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in his dark red eyes, "You called me here, and you asked me why?"
"Besides these, is there anything else?"
The left protector's eyes flashed, and he was still trying to be vague when he saw Yan Ping suddenly appear in front of him with a smile on his face.
"What else?"
There was a trace of fear in the left protector's eyes. It was too fast, how could it be so fast!
He was about to say something when he suddenly let out a scream.
I saw his left hand suddenly fall to the shoulder.
Yan Ping had a smile on his face, but his eyes were getting redder as he looked at the left protector.
"If you don't answer my question, I'll cut you."
The female cultivator from the Sun family showed fear in her eyes and suddenly turned around and ran away.
There are many people in the late stage of Dan in the Demon Realm nowadays, but there are also differences among them. For example, she has no problem taking on ten of them at once, like the Left Protector.
But even such a powerful man had his arm cut off as soon as they met.
She doesn't want to die, she has to escape!
Just after she ran two steps, an invisible sword energy pierced through her eyebrows, bringing out a stream of white and bright red brain matter, and her sea of consciousness was completely destroyed.
The light in her eyes went out instantly.
Yan Ping didn't look at her, but stared at the left protector with a smile.
“Did He ask you to give…”
"Yes!"
Before Yan Ping finished his question, the left protector rushed to speak, sweating profusely.
Yan Ping narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and cut off his right hand, saying dissatisfiedly.
"Don't rush to answer."
The Left Protector was on the verge of collapse. It couldn't be too late or too early. This person simply wanted to torture him.
He wanted to escape but couldn't, his body was completely frozen here, a hint of cruelty flashed in the left protector's eyes, and he spoke with his neck stiff.
"If you want to kill or chop me up, just be direct."
"Don't do those fake things!"
Yan Ping was so happy that he forgot everything else and deliberately took a few steps back to see clearly the current appearance of the Left Protector.
He is as strong as an iron tower, with a face full of flesh, and he looks like a tough guy.
"It's rare to see such a brave demon cultivator."
"Since you want this, I will satisfy you."
Yan Ping really didn't want to let these evil cultivators go easily.
Whenever he thought of his past experiences, he always felt that simply killing these demon cultivators was too easy for them.
Yan Ping's dark red eyes instantly turned bright red, and in addition to endless murderous intent, they were also filled with thick malice.
He looked at the left protector, drew a sword from the side, and a smile appeared on his white porcelain face.
"I'm starting."
Yan Ping felt that he was a good person and that he should meet the requirements of the Left Protector.
Thus, this small space shrouded by Yan Ping's brilliance became a place of execution.
From the shouting at the beginning to the miserable pleading for mercy later.
"Here are the things your majesty asked us to bring."
"Please kill me."
"There are a total of thirty-eight Dan-level demon cultivators in Guanshui City who are ready to deal with you, and fifty-six other demon cultivators."
The ground was covered with enough blood to cover the soles of shoes, as well as pieces of flesh that had been cut off from the left protector's body.
Yan Ping was happy during this process.
When he saw that the Left Protector was about to die, he felt a little sorry.
"You can't hold on so soon."
"But don't worry, when I find Him, I will let Him come down to accompany you in the same way."
After Yan Ping finished speaking, he raised his hand and directly destroyed his sea of consciousness, then he found a box from the left protector's blood-soaked body.
It does contain the intermediate solution to the blood curse.
Yan Ping used his spiritual power to wipe away the blood on his body. The smile he had previously shown completely disappeared, leaving only an expressionless face.
It is a very refreshing thing to vent your murderous hatred and malice.
But after venting his anger, the unsatisfied malice urged him to find the next one.
This is a very dangerous thing.
After being indulged for too long, the malice in his sea of consciousness could no longer be suppressed, and that was the time for him to self-destruct.
Yan Ping took a deep breath, looked in the direction of the other demon cultivators in the cave, and smiled twistedly.
If he doesn't have to kill people mercilessly, then it's fine for him to just kill.