The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Come on! Next one!"

Ning Ping stepped forward and stomped hard on the opponent who couldn't move under the pressure.

"Crack!"

With one kick, the opponent's chest suddenly collapsed, his whole body loosened, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move at all under the terrifying pressure.

"You're looking for death! Let's do it together!"

The remaining four people were about to surround him.

But Ning Ping couldn't do what they wanted, so he took a step sideways, approached the nearest person, and punched again.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, another person fell down!

As soon as this person fell down, Ning Ping raised his foot and stepped out, and after destroying the opponent, he stared at the next one.

"Great! Come again!"

Ning Ping shouted with a red face, and continued to punch mercilessly.

One after another, the opponents fell down, and in a blink of an eye, all five of them lay on the ground and couldn't move anymore.

Ning Ping stood still on the lawn, and it took him a long time to adjust his breath before he could recover.

The attack just now seemed simple and rough, but it also contained great risks.

His body was already under great pressure, and the punch was the fuse of his body's collapse.

Once his breath leaked out, he could no longer raise it again, and he fell to the ground and couldn't even get up.

Even though Ning Ping's body was so strong, he was always on the verge of collapse. With this tenacious will, he was able to kill several people and still stand firm.

At this time, all the muscles, meridians, internal organs, bones, etc. in Ning Ping's body seemed to be ignited, and they were all extremely hot.

Under this terrifying pressure, it seemed to continue to transform into a certain state, making his body more perfect.

After recovering for a long time, Ning Ping took a deep breath, took off the rings on them one by one, put them in his pocket, and continued to force the next group of people.

"Hmph! Boy, you think you can handle those trash, so you think you can easily take us down! You're dreaming!"

The other side only had three people, and when they saw Ning Ping approaching, they immediately became angry.

Of course, they were also approaching this side just now, but they stopped when they saw Ning Ping was still safe and sound after killing several people very neatly.

"Really! Come on then!"

Ning Ping grinned, and his feet did not stop at all, and he approached the other side step by step.

"Go to hell!"

After Ning Ping approached, the big man who had just spoken could not hold back, raised his hand and turned his palm into a knife and chopped over.

The sharp wind sound brought by the palm was really like a knife slashing down.

"Not bad! It looks good!"

Ning Ping's eyes lit up slightly when he saw this, and this slash obviously mixed with some martial arts.

"Bang..."

He raised his hand and punched the waves, and both of them were shocked. At this time, the other two people on the left and right sides also attacked respectively.

Ning Ping punched out with his left hand to the right, and kicked out with his foot to the left.

"Bang bang..."

Amidst the two bangs, Ning Ping still stood firmly in place, but with one foot supporting him, his entire foot was crackling under the pressure.

He kept attacking, and his whole body was suddenly wet with sweat.

After so many years of training, he sweated the most today.

"Boy! Not bad! But it's not enough to deal with the three of us!"

The other man just put away his palm, and another punch came out.

"Really!"

Ning Ping's eyes suddenly condensed, and the other's punch seemed to slow down a lot.

Then, he made a decisive move and grabbed the other's wrist in his palm.

"Get up!"

Ning Ping suddenly shouted, and directly swung the other person up.

Then, in the horrified eyes of the remaining two, he smashed towards them.

"Bang..."

The two opponents were unable to dodge and were hit by the stones. They fell down with blood spurting out of their mouths as if they were hit hard.

Ning Ping was trembling all over. The sudden full-strength urging just now made his whole body seem to be torn apart. He almost fell down just now.

Fortunately, the breath held in his body was still firmly stabilized, which avoided the danger of falling to the ground.

At this time, Ning Ping turned his head to look at Fu Yanyan.

She saw that she had already dealt with two groups of people. When she sensed Ning Ping's presence, she turned her head and grinned, and raised her head slightly as if to demonstrate, and walked towards the next group of people.

After a long time, the tearing feeling in his body slowly disappeared and turned into a burning sensation again.

Ning Ping's eyes moved slightly at this time. At the same time as the tearing feeling just disappeared, a sudden force also merged into his body.

It was like a feedback to himself after the intense action just now.

After making this discovery, Ning Ping packed up excitedly and then looked at the next group of people.

Movement here was extremely slow, like a huge quagmire, of course, this was much more terrifying than a quagmire.

Every step he took seemed like countless people were pulling him.

The next target was obviously frightened by Ning Ping and tried desperately to get away, but Ning Ping's pace was much faster than theirs.

There was no doubt that after being caught up again, this group of people would also die.

In this way, Ning Ping and Fu Yanyan, like a competition, kept clearing the people in the field.

Unknowingly, a few days passed, and the two of them were all empty, and they also joined together.

"Oh my! You are really amazing. I was right about you!" Fu Yanyan looked at Ning Ping in surprise.

"You are so amazing. As your friend, I must be more amazing too!"

"We killed almost the same number of people just now. Should we distribute them equally?" Fu Yanyan suddenly mentioned the distribution.

"It doesn't matter. It's fine like this!"

Since the number of people is almost the same, even if there are some differences in the number of immortal fruits, it is not a big deal.

Besides, Ning Ping just wants to get the first three places. It doesn't matter if there are more or less.

As long as everyone is cleared, he will at least be the second place. That's enough.

Now he has more than 500 Burning Heaven Immortal Fruits on him. According to the agreement, he can also get five Burning Heaven Immortal Fruits, which is a big harvest.

"Let's go! There is only one last wave of people left!"

Then the two of them walked towards the stairs together, where there were also the last dozen people.

Just when he was close to the stairs, Ning Ping saw a strange person in the crowd and was slightly stunned.

This person has a very large body, but a very small head, which makes people feel very funny, and this group of people seem to be dominated by this person.

This made Ning Ping involuntarily think of what Ye Zhuang said before, asking him to pay attention to a person with an extremely large head.

Did he remember it wrong? In fact, it was a person with an extremely small head?