dn't even bother thinking about him. A young man in his early twenties, dressed plainly, couldn't possibly be the Mr. Chen Ling Zhenshan had mentioned!"Mayor Ling, are we in the wrong room There doesn..."You're not bad, but you don't deserve to fight me..."

Chen Ping sneered coldly.

"Is that so Then give it a try..."

The young man suddenly leaped high into the air, and then an endless wave of palm wind rushed towards Chen Ping's head. Chen Ping was instantly enveloped by the palm wind, with no way to dodge.

"Die…"

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura erupted from his body.

They were just strangers who had never met before and bore no ill will towards each other. However, Chen Ping hadn't expected this young man to actually strike him down.

In the distance, the old man watched quietly, his face unreadable, showing no intention of stopping.

As the young man's palm was about to land on Chen Ping's head, Chen Ping roared angrily and punched towards the sky. A terrifying surge of spiritual energy erupted, directly sending the young man flying backward.

Creak...creak... creak…

He stumbled backward several steps, his face ashen, his internal organs churning violently. He struggled to suppress a mouthful of blood that welled up in his throat.

"Now it's my turn..."

Chen Ping gritted his teeth and punched the young man hard.

Fist winds howled, carving a deep trench into the ground. The young man, seeing this, was immediately taken aback. With a flick of his right hand, a bronze sword appeared in the young man's grasp.

The bronze sword began to spin in the young man's hand, drawing arcs of light in mid-air. These sword flowers clashed against the fists of wind, producing the sound of steel on steel and sparks flying everywhere!

screech...

A ripping sound echoed through the air, and the young man recoiled rapidly. There was a half-meter long gash across his chest, tearing through his clothes as blood poured out.

Looking at the wound on his chest, the young man's eyes turned bloodshot, a bloody aura erupting from his body.

"I will kill you..."

The young man roared, a guttural sound from deep within his throat. His bronze sword began to glow with a crimson aura, and a wave of terrifying, bloody killing intent washed over Chen Ping.

"Like a shadow following closely..."

The young person's form instantly became ethereal, appearing as if numerous figures had suddenly materialized before Chen Ping.

The bronze sword also seemed to transform into countless others, all blades drawn, stabbing towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping looked at the countless phantoms around him, his brow furrowed slightly.

But just as Chen Ping frowned, countless sword qi had already arrived!

Chen Ping saw this and hurriedly circulated his Ning Xin Jue, allowing spiritual energy to protect his whole body. Unfortunately, it was still a step too late. Sword qi had already struck Chen Ping's body.

Jingle bells....

After a series of sounds, Chen Ping's clothes were tattered and barely covered his sensitive areas.

But Chen Ping's body showed not a single wound. His bronze skin, under the moonlight, still shimmered with a faint glow.

"This…………..."

The young man, holding a bronze sword, froze instantly.

Even the old man in the distance had wide eyes and a look of utter shock on his face.

Chen Ping himself was stunned, looking at his unharmed body. Chen Ping didn't expect that his physical body had become so powerful.

He hadn't even had time to activate his spiritual energy shield, so he relied solely on his powerful physique to withstand the countless sword attacks.

"I said, you're not worthy of laying a hand on me..."

Chen Ping's mouth twitched, and he punched the dumbfounded young man.

The young man seemed to have forgotten the danger at this moment, still standing motionless. He couldn't understand why his powerful strike failed to even graze Chen Ping's skin.

Seeing Chen Ping's fist about to land on the young man, the elder in the distance stepped forward: "Enough, there's no animosity between you. Why must you fight to the death"

The old man waved his hand, and Chen Ping only felt a surge of power coming towards him, directly knocking Chen Ping's body flying.ouded in a black mist before slowly disappearing and returning to the Eight Desolation Ruler!"This is a good thing, leaving it might be useful for Yujie..."Chen Ping directly threw the Eight Desolatio...