She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"Chen Ping'an, have you seen it? This is the consequences of being our enemy."

"If you don't admit defeat, your fate will be worse than your woman's."

The last master in the Jiangnan Alliance stared at Chen Ping'an with a joking look on his face.

In the last game, Sikong Sheng defeated Song Chufeng with a crushing force, which made everyone in the Jiangnan Alliance extremely happy and even forgetful.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking to you, don't you hear me?"

"Is it possible that you are scared? So scared that you don't even dare to say anything?"

Seeing Chen Ping'an's delay in responding, the man became even more arrogant.

"Game start!"

At this moment, the voice of Holy Monk Wuzen sounded again.

"Chen Pingan, the game has begun. It's not too late for you to admit defeat."

The moment the game started, this man used trash talk to ridicule Chen Pingan again.

At this moment, he did not notice that the reason why Chen Pingan ignored his provocation was because in Chen Pingan's eyes, this man was already a dead person.

Let me ask, who would talk to a corpse? !

Therefore, the moment the four words "start of the game" blurted out from the mouth of the holy monk Wu Zen, Chen Pingan moved.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an had already performed the Hidden Dragon Transformation, and then concentrated his internal energy on his right hand. After extreme compression, it formed a sharp blade!

Above the ring, the wind suddenly rose, and there was an afterimage, several times stronger than the wind, roaring towards him!

From the perspective of the Jiangnan Alliance master, something seemed to pass by in front of his eyes, followed by a refreshing breeze.

Feeling the breeze, the man smiled and subconsciously turned his head to look for Chen Pingan.

Finally, the man spotted Chen Pingan's figure on the right side.

"You are clearly at my side but you don't take action. It seems you are really scared."

The man's expression became more and more proud, and he did not take Chen Ping'an seriously at all, nor did he pay attention to his own situation.

"Listen, the corpse is talking."

The corners of Chen Ping'an's mouth raised, outlining a sneer that sent chills down Ling Ran's spine, and he said these puzzling words.

"Hahaha, are you crazy? How can a corpse talk!"

This man, while laughing endlessly, wanted to take the initiative to attack Chen Ping'an.

However, at this moment, he was shocked to find that his body was suddenly out of control, and no matter how hard he drove it, he could not move at all.

"Of course the corpse can talk, before you realize you are a corpse."

The sneer on Chen Pingan's face became more and more stern, and even Jiangnan, which was like spring all year round, looked a bit more stern against the backdrop of Chen Pingan's sneer.

At this time, the master of the Jiangnan Alliance had no time to pay attention to Chen Ping'an's smile, because he discovered something that horrified him.

That's when everyone suddenly discovered that the scene in front of them started to spin, and the world was spinning.

puff.

The next second, a dull sound sounded.

Along with the sound, the spinning scene in front of this man's eyes came to an abrupt end.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was horrified to find that there was a figure exactly like him before him.

To be precise, it was his own body.

Because now he is dead and in a different place.

"As I said, it's the corpse that speaks."

Chen Pingan strode to the man, then slowly squatted down, grabbed the man's hair with his hands, and lifted up the head.

At this moment, what caught this man's eyes was a devil-like, frightening, and spine-chilling smile.

And this smiling face became the last scenery he saw in his life.

puff! ! !

Suddenly, the standing corpse in the ring was covered in blood.

For a moment, the entire top of Pingding Mountain was silent except for the cold wind, which sent chills down everyone's spines and made their hairs stand on end.

The first day of the knockout round, the last game.

Chen Ping'an won in the most ruthless and bloody way, got a promotion spot, and got the opportunity to avenge Song Chufeng.

"By the way, give this back to you."

Walking to the bottom of the ring, Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered that he was holding a head in his hand, so he stopped and ran out with the head in his hand, landing accurately at Sikong Sheng's feet.

Seeing this scene, Sikong Sheng's eyes were full of murderous intent and bloodshot.

"Don't worry, you are next."

The wind picked up again, and Chen Ping'an stood in the wind, his clothes fluttering and his face smiling.

However, for those who see this smiling face, it is the brightest smile they have ever seen in their lives, but it is also the most frightening smile.

After this day, the entire Jiangnan was full of expectations for the battle between Chen Pingan and Sikong Sheng.

However, Chen Pingan didn't care whether everyone expected it or not.

Because to him, Sikong Sheng was going to die no matter what.

So, under the gaze of everyone, he left Pingdingshan and caught up with Song Yang who had sent Song Chufeng to recuperate.

"The game is over?"

Song Yang asked after seeing Chen Pingan.

"ended."

Chen Pingan responded calmly.

"I have discussed it with Master Changkong. We will teach you all the top martial arts skills of the Song family and Qingluan Sect during this period."

"Fuck your uncle's rules and ancestral teachings! I can't control so much now!"

"My good son-in-law, I have only one request, don't let him leave Pingdingshan alive!"

Song Yang looked at his unconscious daughter in his arms, gritted his teeth, and was filled with murderous intent!