Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Wearing Avant-Garde

Whoosh! !

A bald candidate jumped over, holding a three-foot green peak, his body exuded a cold sword energy, and the sword slashed, as if the earth was split in half.

This is definitely a master of kendo, and his strength is no less than Xu Yuntian. In the air, there are dense sword shadows, and ordinary people can't see which is true and which is false.

A Tsing Yi candidate on the right held a big sword, rolled over like a tank, smashed it with one blow, and the thunder sounded, showing invincible swordsmanship, magnificent momentum, and heavy sword shadows.

This kind of swordsmanship is powerful, and each sword contains a deadly murderous intent. Even if it has not yet attacked Xia Ping, the threatening swordsmanship is enough to make countless martial arts experts shudder.

There were also two boxing masters on the left, who seemed to be twins. The two walked in the same way, as if they were one body. A punch struck, like a tiger, exuding an incomparable aura.

Infuriating shock, fist like a seal!

They trampled on the ground, and every foot had a terrifying deep pit, the ground shook, and the people next to them felt the terrifying aura emanating from the two men, which could not be matched.

There were also two masters with long spears, their faces were grim, and they stabbed with a spear, earth-shattering, passing a ray of cold light, which could easily tear the enemy's throat, and blood spattered three feet.

"Little white face, die for me."

"Thinking that one person can occupy the wine bottle tree? You are dreaming!"

"With a little strength, I don't know how high the sky is? I have to teach you the truth of keeping a low profile today, sir."

"Fall me down."

Seven or eight masters shouted angrily, their voices were like thunder, and they all exuded a terrifying aura, just one person was extremely difficult to deal with, and they could be regarded as the top masters of their respective continents.

But now this group of people joined forces just to deal with one person, and the fighting power that erupted was simply frightening.

Seeing this group of people attacking together, Xia Ping immediately shot, exuding a cold breath, and slapped it with a palm.

The Fifth Form of Ten Thousand Beast Fist - Snake Whip!

With a bang, this palm was slapped, and the zhenqi condensed and went out of the body, invisible and intangible, turning into terrifying poisonous snakes, like whips, rushing from all directions.

in mid-air,

Immediately, dense whip phantoms appeared, at least hundreds or thousands.

"What is this?" The bald head was taken aback, he slashed with his sword, and with a slap, he found that these infuriating whips were condensed to the extreme, extremely tough, invulnerable to water and fire, and actually slashed continuously.

In the next second, these infuriating whips seemed to be conscious, like poisonous snakes, quickly wrapped around his body along the long sword in his hand.

"Damn, what is this!" The bald examinee couldn't believe it, he had never seen such a strange move, running the internal exercises, the infuriating energy vibrated, and wanted to shatter the infuriating whip.

But it was useless, this infuriating energy was too tough, condensed into substance, as if it was constructed of polymer materials, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

With a snap, the bald man's body was immediately bound by the whip, his hands and feet were tightly bound, and even the long sword in his hand fell with a bang.

"Damn it!" The other candidates saw this scene and knew how powerful this move was, so they avoided it, but it was too late.

Hundreds of thousands of infuriating whips were swung in the air, making hissing roars, as if they were alive, and all of a sudden they wrapped around the seven masters.

With a snap, Xia Ping slapped the body of the eight masters with a big palm, and a flood-like force erupted, and the eight masters flew out immediately, screaming again and again.

With a few bangs, the eight people smashed to the ground, smashing out eight deep pits, fell to the ground coughing up blood, and even the clothes on their bodies were shattered by this force, leaving them bare.

However, they were still bound by the infuriating whip, unable to move, and extremely aggrieved.

"Not bad."

Xia Ping looked at the tragic state of the eight people, touched his chin, and praised: "You don't need to wear clothes in the future. Wearing a rope is enough. This kind of dress is considered avant-garde."

"asshole!"

"I'm wearing your sister's rope, avant-garde."

"There is a kind of one-on-one fight, don't use shady tricks."

The eight masters were extremely aggrieved, their faces flushed red, thinking that they were the top masters of the Nine Continents of Yanhuang Star.

Not only severely injured them in front of so many people, but also shattered their clothes and tied them with infuriating ropes in front of so many people.

But even if they were aggrieved, there was nothing they could do. The eight great masters joined forces, but they were not the enemies of this perverted one move. They were captured by one move, without any resistance, they were too powerful.

"Bah, that rascal!"

Seeing this situation, Jiang Yaru slapped the bastard. Eight sturdy men without clothes were tied together. This scene was too hot to describe in words.

"This rogue doesn't want to use this trick on a woman." Chu Rong looked at Xia Ping with a perverted look, and she felt very terrifying just thinking about this scene.

Try to imagine that several hot women shot at Xia Ping at the same time, but they were beaten like this, with a rope all over their body. This is not a perversion, what is perversion.

"I think we need to be vigilant and not let him go out and endanger society."

Nangong Wu looked at Xia Ping very vigilantly, who knows what the nature of this shameless man is, this rascal can do anything.

"Big brother is big brother, he deserves to be a martial arts prodigy. He has come up with such moves. It seems that he has applied what he has learned." Feng Hetang admired his whole body, "Even when he goes out for whoring, he can think of some martial arts profound meanings. , I got the understanding of martial arts from some perverted gameplay, and there is nothing he can't do."

"It seems that all things in the world are full of knowledge, and I'm still far behind Fat Master."

He was completely convinced by Xia Ping, otherwise how could people join the giant company.

"Not convinced yet?"

Xia Ping squinted his eyes and stared at the eight masters, revealing a dangerous light: "In this case, I will help you to completely cut off the root of your troubles, and become a monk in the future. Wouldn't it be fun?"

He stretched out his right hand, turned it into a blade, and exuded a sharp infuriating energy. It seemed that a slight slash would immediately stimulate a tyrannical infuriating energy, and completely remove the troubles of these eight masters.

"Stop, stop now."

"This bastard is for real."

"Help, this shameless little white face wants us to cut off our descendants."

The faces of the eight masters turned green, but they were tied up with infuriating ropes, unable to move, and were severely injured. Even if they wanted to fight back, it was impossible, how could they struggle? !

It can be said that they are now facing the biggest life-and-death crisis in their lives.