Fantasy: Starting as a cannon fodder villain

He only has one thought, Wang Ping is definitely not simple, otherwise he, who has the blood of a dragon, would actually have a lot of trouble cleaning up Wang Ping.

"Wang Ping, although it is a pleasure to fight side by side with you, but I am going to use the secret method next, and you will be injured by my side. Long Aotian raised his hand and pushed it out with a punch, clearing up a large area of demon beasts, and then he jumped directly.

Wang Ping nodded calmly, in fact, even if Long Aotian didn't say it, he would need to stay away from Long Aotian the next moment.

"Look, what's that.

The eyes of the battle hall disciples were full of surprise as they looked at the middle of the demon beasts, and at this time, a giant more than five meters tall suddenly appeared in the torrent of demon beasts.

The giant had huge scales on his body, and when the giant waved his hand, a piece of demon beast turned into flying ashes, and at this time, the giant actually rammed through the group of demon beasts with unrivaled momentum.

"Don't go near the two of us. Wang Ping yelled, and then he also jumped into the torrent of demon beasts as Long Aotian learned, but he chose to stay away from Long Aotian.

A group of Zhantang disciples seemed to have discovered that something was wrong, and there was a Zhantang disciple who wanted to get close to the giant, but he was spit out blood by the giant's punch.

Only then did they notice that only the whites of the giant's eyes remained, and they had obviously lost their minds.

At this time, Wang Ping stood in the torrent of demon beasts, his expression was calm, he slowly raised his hand to the sky, as if he was holding something, but this thing was extremely heavy.

The strange light on his body slowly converged towards his hand, constantly condensing together, and then everyone saw that Wang Ping had an extra white stick in his hand.

Wang Ping raised the stick, but his hands sank slightly, he shouted, green tendons burst out on his head, and his shirt was also broken in an instant, revealing his strong upper body.

If someone observes carefully, they can see that Wang Ping's every move at this time seems to be under tremendous pressure.

He just slowly swept the white stick in his hand forward, just such a simple action, but there was immediately a layer of fine sweat on his body.

Wang Ping's face flushed, his feet stepped on the ground, the floor broke inch by inch, and he actually just jumped more than three meters high, and then Wang Ping raised a white stick with both hands.

The stick was pointed downwards and fell first on the floor, and suddenly, all the Battle Hall disciples stopped the attack in their hands.

As if they had seen an incomparably terrifying scene, they directly gave up on the opponent in front of them and ran out wildly towards the distance.

With a bang, the square where the demon beast was located shattered, shattering into two halves from the middle, but Wang Ping slowly fell to the ground, and fell to the ground as soon as his feet were soft.

After a wave of qi spread, the disciples of the Battle Hall rushed towards the torrent of demon beasts again, but when the smoke and dust dissipated, their eyes were surprised again.

At this time, all the demon beasts had already fallen to the ground, and countless demon beasts were turning into ashes, and the remaining demon beasts in the field, at a cursory glance, were already close to a thousand.

Only then did the Zhan Tang disciples see the two figures lying in the field, and at a distance of five hundred meters around them, none of the demon beasts could survive.

How did they not know that this was the masterpiece of Wang Ping and Long Aotian.

The entire square looked in tatters at this time, and those demon beasts were also cleaned up, and the two Zhantang disciples dragged Long Aotian and Wang Ping to a high place and guarded them well.

At this time, everyone could only be extremely impressed in their hearts, they had been fighting for so long, and all of them had killed fewer demon beasts than two of them.

To be more precise, the number of demon beasts killed by everyone was not as much as half of the number killed by either of the two.

On the other side, Mu Qing and Yu Qing led the disciples of the two halls, although there were many of them, but in fact, the strength of their side alone was relatively weak.

Mu Qing sighed, she retreated directly to Yuqing's side, "Do you believe me?"

Yuqing slashed the demon beast in front of him with a sword, but he glanced at Mu Qing with some confusion, but then he nodded slowly.

"Then trust me, I won't let you down. Mu Qing let out a loud shout, raised his palm high, and said to the group of disciples.

"Disciple of Huatang, disciple of Dantang, condense all the nebulae into me. The

Dantang disciple did so. The next moment, Yuqing handed over all his few nebulae to Mu Qing, and with him as a representative, no one hesitated next.

Mu Qing slowly put her hand on her chest and nodded to everyone, and then she slowly took a step forward, and her breath turned into white gas.

It seemed to be weak, but the moment it came into contact with the demon beasts, it froze the rows of demon beasts in front of him, and then a huge magic circle suddenly appeared under Mu Qing's feet.

The magic circle spread out, enveloping most of the demon beasts in it, and the next moment, everyone was surprised, one by one the demon beasts turned into ice sculptures in just an instant.

Mu Qing's body slowly rose into the air, and she glanced at Yuqing, "Do you still want to date me now?"

Yuqing was stunned, but nodded, he didn't know what Mu Qing was going to do, but he was hesitating whether to stop it, would there be any bad consequences for this move.

The ice sculptures suddenly shattered, and blue light surged towards Mu Qing's body, and the temperature of the entire square suddenly dropped to the point that those disciples shivered.

They are all monks, not to mention the cold and heat, at least they can't feel the ordinary temperature changes, but now, they feel a biting cold.

Mu Qing's figure slowly rose up, and after the dazzling blue light, everyone was surprised, and at this time there was a huge frost statue in front of them.

And the appearance of the statue is very similar to Mu Qing, in the center of the statue's eyebrows, Mu Qing sighed, "I still used this immature trick."

"But thank you for giving me a new understanding of this trick.

Mu Qing was naked, and her body was surrounded by cold ice, as if she was about to freeze her heart, but the next moment, she saw Yuqing's figure.

The corners of her mouth slowly curled, but there was a flame in her heart that could not be extinguished.

I can't forget where it started, there seems to be one more person in her heart, but she doesn't know why that person appeared in her heart.

She is the Ice Queen, and she is a cold angel who will not be tempted by men, but the angel will eventually have the moment when she falls into the mortal dust, and she seems to be a little tempted by Yuqing.

Gentle and elegant, humble and polite, it was just a short chat before, but she felt real happiness, and what Yuqing said always made her laugh.