Purgatory Artist

Since the cult came.

For hundreds of years, the evil things can always use various methods, either to trick people into joining the cult, or secretly assassinate the strong, or parasitize them on the body of the martial artist.

The experience of countless blood and tears has made mankind deeply afraid of fear.

so.

When Liu Ping exhibited the Qilin Slash, he couldn't control his moves, so that the fire Qilin flew towards the statue of Zhurong deity enshrined in the center of the ruined temple.

When something unexpected happened, the idol couldn't help but move.

That's it--

In the main hall, the head of Li, Zongmen of Zhao, and the five elders of the two sects disappeared from their place.

They surrounded the statue of Zhu Rong, drew out their weapons, and shouted in unison:

"kill!"

Under the night.

The whole temple burst open, the flames and ice turned into wisps of light and shadow scattered like stars in the shower.

Liu Ping stepped back in the wind, narrowing his eyes.

He saw that the behemoth was besieged by the two heads and five elders with full force and was caught off guard.

very good.

If it goes on like this, the evil thing will undoubtedly die.

The only thing to worry about is--

Why is it waiting here?

Liu Ping turned his head and swept towards the mountains, forests, cliffs, streams, and stone slopes in the dark.

suddenly.

In a bamboo forest, dense small characters floated quietly:

"Evil bone lurker."

"Evil bone lurker."

"..."

It turned out that there was an ambush. Once the human race was defeated inside the temple, the bamboo forest outside would launch a surprise attack and annihilate everyone.

Liu Ping unfolded, and all the flames on the long knife in his hand were completely extinguished.

The long knife is in its sheath.

He melted into the night rain and slipped into the bamboo forest silently by the wind.

Boom!

He landed in front of the bamboo forest and drew the long knife out and shook it lightly.

I saw a cluster of flames jumping from the tip of the knife.

"Can you help cover up? I want to preserve my strength as much as possible, and I don't want others to know the strength of a fifteen-year-old guy. After all, I just entered the school."

Liuping said.

The flame jumped.

boom--

far away.

There was a violent violent sound from the temple, and the flames rushed into the sky, reflecting the showers in the night sky.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the disciples were overwhelmed by themselves, and the higher-level rushed to surround the temple, ready to take part in the offensive at all times.

The boiling fire light bursts and shines continuously, and it is uncertain, reflecting the hideous figure of the monster.

The masters wandered back and forth, releasing a series of killer moves from time to time.

The evil thing roared, trying to sneak into the darkness again, but there was no chance again.

The crowd surrounded the temple and held up torches.

Everyone's attention was focused on the evil thing, so no one noticed Liu Ping's situation.

"Nice work." Liu Ping praised, and walked into the bamboo forest.

The wind is long and rainy.

The mountains and forests are like waves.

While walking in the bamboo forest, Liu Ping said, "Come on, since you want to play an ambush, let's have a good time, how about it?"

Xixi Suosuo's voice followed the sound of the wind.

The evil creatures moved.

Liu Ping smiled, his figure flashed, he sank into the dense forest and disappeared under the cover of night.

The evil creatures were agitated and dispersed, looking for Liu Ping's trace.

Take a breath.

Two interest.

Three breaths.

——After dozens of breaths.

Standing in the depths of the bamboo forest, Liu Ping pierced the head of an evil creature with a long knife in his hand.

The blade shook, and the evil head suddenly exploded.

Two lines of burning small characters quickly emerged:

"The mission of Fire of Destruction is progressing smoothly."

"The death of evil things will be burned by flames and turned into the mighty power of the law of fire."

Liu Ping finished scanning with a glance and sighed:

"I rarely meet opponents who can play a game normally, which feels really good."

At his feet.

All the monsters had their heads cut off and fell to the ground. The headless corpses were gurgling with blood.

The fire light floated on the tip of the knife, like a candle in the night, like an eye pupil staring at Liu Ping.

"Burn the corpse, don't let anyone find it, can it be done?" Liu Ping exclaimed.

The flame jumped.

"Okay, it's hard work."

Liu Ping took away the knife and turned around and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Behind him, a flaming red lotus without any power fluctuations gushed out of the ground, which wrapped all the monsters and gradually melted away.

Everything seems to have never happened.

at the same time.

In front of the temple.

The evil object posing as the statue of Zhu Rong crashed to the ground.

Head Li held the knife, cut off the monster's head, and carefully said: "This is a rare evil thing that has killed many of us."

"Hahaha! I heard that this thing is good at mimicry, it is very rare, it is a fluke to kill one and one less! A fluke!" Sect Master Zhao laughed loudly with an iron rod.

Everyone was somewhat injured, so they rested on the spot and counted their manpower.

"Liu Ping is gone!"

Zhang Pinghe shouted suddenly.

Head Li's expression condensed, he stood up abruptly, and was about to speak, but he heard a voice coming from the night rain:

"Who said I was gone."

Liuping.

He limped and walked in front of everyone, and said with a wry smile: "Master, that trick is really uncontrollable, please punish it."

Everyone was silent, and suddenly laughed at the same time.

Sect Master Zhao stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and smiled: "No one will punish you. Fortunately, this time you slapped and smashed through the evil thing's hiding place in one fell swoop, otherwise we will end up badly."

Head Li glanced at him and saw that there was no injury on his body, he said angrily: "On the next road, you will cut the Qilin for me a hundred times a day."

"Ah! Too much, Master!" Liu Ping said bitterly.

"This time it's your luck. If you don't pay attention to hurt yourself next time, I see how you are going to deal with it, a hundred times-remember?"

"……Yes."

Although the temple has been destroyed, there is still more than half of the place to shelter from the rain.

Everyone stopped talking about discussions, and hurriedly started cooking. After eating, they arranged manual patrols and rested alternately.

No words for a night.

As the sky was faintly bright, the two head teachers immediately ordered to leave.

Everyone quickly cleaned up, and it didn't take long before they all got on their horses and rushed towards the capital.

After they left.

Two more hours passed.

A giant python poked its head out from under the temple, spit out the letter, and looked around.

"The ambush failed."

"...Strange, a team was clearly arranged to be in charge of ambushes, why is there no trace of their fighting?"

The python wandered towards the bamboo forest.

It suddenly found a footprint, but the next moment—

The footprints seemed to be melted by the fire, and they sank in an instant, and they couldn't see the original appearance.

The python was silent for a while, and whispered: "Damn the law."

It twisted its body, quickly retreated into the temple, and disappeared into the ground.

...

A few days later.

Capital.

Zhang Pinghe, the major disciple of the Demon Mountain Sect, took Liu Ping together, and was meeting with the core disciples of the other sects.

"Fortunately, in the next Zhang Pinghe."

"Who is this--"

"Liu Ping, the master disciple of the Xia Bailing Temple."

"Oh, very good, I have long heard that the name of the Demon Mountain School's fist and foot, and the sword technique of Bailing Temple, are also very resounding~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How about we come to discuss one or two?"

"Haha, come, just talk to Zhang Pinghe, don't fight with Junior Brother Liu."

"Why is this?"

"He had just started, and couldn't help but he called the fire unicorn a few days ago, and burned the evil things lurking in the temple. Even if I didn't have a master to save me, I would be burned to death on the spot."

"You really can't accept a move?" someone asked.

"Ashamed, ashamed, I often make moves too aggressively. Master ordered me to practice the sword technique hard so as not to cause more casualties."

Liu Ping was afraid that everyone would not believe him, so he drew his sword out of the sheath——

boom! ! !

The flames detonated directly, almost burning the surrounding tables, chairs and benches.

"Stop your hands-stop your hands!"

Everyone repeated their voices.

Liuping also put the knife into the sheath.

In an instant, all visions disappeared.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief, and at the same time they believed his statement.

——Who the **** will fight him with such a talent.

You don't know how to die, how wronged!

One humanity:

"Oh-I know you. I heard that your friend was parasitized by a monster. You killed it with a single stab."

Another human said: "It seems that I was emotional at the time, plus I couldn't stop the move-this is understandable."

Another person said: "Oh, practice well, your school's swordsmanship is too fierce, if you can't hold back the move, you can't compete with others at will."

"Yes, I will remember it." Liu Ping bowed his hands to everyone sincerely.

"Well, stop talking about gossip, Zhang Pinghe will come and fight with me."

"Why not?"

Everyone gave way to the two of them.

Liu Ping sat leisurely on the side, chewing candy in his mouth, and squinted to watch the battle.

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