Purgatory Artist-Chapter 447: Raid

The long street was filled with martial artists.

Liu Ping blindfolded himself and stood in the middle of the empty space, saying that he would kill everyone.

After a few breaths.

The old man sighed and said, "Young people, don't kill young people.

"Young man, don't kill people for no reason. You will make enemies."

Liu Ping smiled and said, "They blocked the entrance of our martial arts dojo and didn't even allow us to go out to pay respects to our dead friends. Moreover, we posted a notice from the Martial Alliance."

"... This is indeed against the rules. This is the first time I've heard that someone doesn't even listen to the Martial Alliance's orders."

The old man glanced at the middle-aged martial artist as he spoke.

The middle-aged martial artist's heart trembled and cold sweat broke out on his back.

When a Grandmaster was angry, there would be corpses everywhere.

His actions seemed to have incurred the Grandmaster's displeasure.

However, this was something that the Martial Alliance had agreed to!

They had spent money on it!

The middle-aged martial artist was indignant, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He cupped his fists and said, "Master, we'll take our leave now. We won't pester them anymore."

The old man was a shrewd person. He could tell at a glance that the middle-aged martial artist was indignant. He said expressionlessly, "You may leave."

"Yes."

The middle-aged martial artist left quickly with his men.

The old man looked at Liu Ping and Chu Yunshang again and said, "How did your friendship with Little Zuo come about?"

"We gave him gold bars four times," Liu Ping said.

Four times!

Even if they gave him one bar each time, that was four gold bars.

That was a lot!

The old man's eyebrows twitched. He scolded, "I'm talking about friendship! Not your stinky friends! "

Before he could finish, Liu Ping had already taken out two gold bars and offered them to the old man respectfully.

"Thank you, Master, for speaking up for us. If it wasn't for you, we would have been trapped here. This is a small token of our appreciation. Please accept it."

The old man looked at the gold bars.

The color was very good, and it looked heavy. It wasn't small either.

The old man coughed softly and said, "Young friend, I believe in Little Zuo's judgment, especially after seeing your battle."

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand and the two gold bars disappeared.

"Thank you, Master, for upholding justice!" Liu Ping cupped his fists again.

The old man looked at him and couldn't help but sigh.

A one in a million martial arts prodigy.

Although there weren't many people like him, one or two would appear every few years.

But

How many people could find a compatible World Spirit?

In front of this young man, there was a natural moat, which was to find a suitable spirit.

This matter could only be left to fate. No one could do anything about it.

Even so, this young man's standards in dealing with people and observing people's expressions were already quite high. His words and actions were flawless. Even if he went into business or politics in the future, he would still have a bright future. Moreover, he had a Martial Master from the Blood Heart Sect standing behind him.

No wonder Little Zuo decided to take the lead on a whim.

But

The old man's aura suddenly burst out like a gale.

His eyes were filled with anger and killing intent as he asked, "What did Little Zuo tell you back then? Tell me the truth."

Liu Ping's expression did not change.

A line of small burning words quietly floated before his eyes.

[You're being monitored to a certain extent. This type of monitoring can tell if people are lying.]

[You have an extremely powerful Occult Deceit ability.]

[This monitoring technique is unable to determine whether your words are true or false.]

Liu Ping scanned through everything and smiled. "He said that he wanted to disguise himself as me to attract the attention of those people and asked us to leave from the back door."

"And then?" the old man asked.

"I asked him if it would be dangerous. He said that if the other party wanted to make a move, he would remove his disguise and reveal his true identity as an official of the Martial Alliance. There wouldn't be any danger and he asked us to leave quickly."

Liu Ping's expression did not change as he continued, "And then we left."

The old man glared at him.

This young man's heartbeat, blood flow, nerves, meridians, skin and flesh were all normal under his pressure.

There was nothing wrong with that mysterious feeling.

This young man was telling the truth.

The old man's aura dissipated and he sighed.

"Forget it, forget it. You guys go. I think Little Zuo was too careless and those Assassins were too stupid. They will pay the price." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

After the old man finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.

There was no one around.

The street returned to its usual tranquility.

"Is this considered a pass?" Chu Yunshang asked.

Liu Ping said, "It should be."

Chu Yunshang sneered. "The world is collapsing and money is everywhere. What do we martial artists have left?"

"No." Liu Ping sighed. "The world has always been like this. It's just that you have just entered the world and don't know much about it."

"I really only know martial arts. I don't know anything about the world." Chu Yunshang sighed.

"With me here, you don't need to know," Liu Ping said.

Chu Yunshang smiled and looked at him. "Little man, are you going to protect me?"

"I can't help it. Who asked you to be so stupid?" Liu Ping said casually.

"I'm stupid?" Chu Yunshang said with her beautiful eyes.

"Ah, no, I said something wrong." Liu Ping immediately changed the topic. "It's dark. Let's eat first and then rest for the night. We will leave early tomorrow morning to pay respects to your deceased friends."

"Okay."

...

Night fell.

In the martial arts hall.

Liu Ping and Chu Yunshang sat on the ground.

"A martial artist who truly possesses a spirit is powerful enough to destroy the world. You know this, right?" Chu Yunshang said.

Liu Ping nodded.

"Our world is called the World of Ten Thousand Worlds. It can withstand far more attacks than any other world. Even so, martial artists don't dare to hurt this world when they fight. This is because the world is the body of the spirit. We can't hurt it," Chu Yunshang said.

"Then, what do the martial artists do when they fight?" Liu Ping asked.

"The spirit will create an independent world to prevent the World of Ten Thousand Worlds from being hurt," Chu Yunshang said.

"World of Ten Thousand Worlds ..." Liu Ping chewed on this word.

"Yes, the spirits of countless worlds will be attracted to our world and come to our world to find a compatible martial artist," Chu Yunshang said.

"If that's the case, why is it so difficult to find a spirit?" Liu Ping asked.

Chu Yunshang laughed. "There are so many people in the world, but it's still difficult to find a compatible partner, let alone a symbiosis between a spirit and a human."

"That makes sense," Liu Ping agreed.

Chu Yunshang took out a small booklet and placed it in front of Liu Ping.

There was a small line of words on the booklet.

"Introduction to Blood Heart Style Martial Arts."

Chu Yunshang continued, "Some basic martial arts are introduced here. It can be used to adjust a martial artist's behavior and mentality so that the martial artist can be compatible with the spirit and use their strength in battle."

Liu Ping said happily, "This is exactly what I need."

He took the booklet and flipped through a page. Suddenly, he heard a slight sound from the corridor outside.

"Is it a mouse or a bird? I'll go take a look."

Chu Yunshang got up and walked outside.

In a flash, the door of the martial arts center opened and a few figures rushed in.

Chu Yunshang's expression changed and she shouted anxiously, "Liu Ping, be careful!"

Before she finished speaking, endless blurry shadows appeared and materialized into a world.

Chu Yunshang stood in that world and disappeared from the spot.

The black figures that rushed in also disappeared.

Only a black figure was left. When the figure appeared, it was a fierce-looking man.

"Brat, I heard you were very arrogant today."

He said lazily.

Liu Ping sat still and said, "What did you do to Chu Yunshang?"

The man said, "She'll be killed by other martial artists. You're going to die too."

Light flashed.

A world appeared and wrapped Liu Ping and the man inside.

Liu Ping looked around and saw that he was already standing on a floating boat. He was in the middle of a boundless sea.

The man stood on the other side of the boat and said, "Brat, you don't even have a spirit. Tell me how you want to die and I'll fulfill your wish."

Liu Ping thought for a moment and said, "A total of four people came in just now. Their energy fluctuations are similar. Three of them went to surround Chu Yunshang and you killed the rest. So, you're the weakest of the four."

The man's face darkened and he clenched his fist. "You're asking for death!"

Liu Ping slowly stood up and said, "I don't have time to play with you. Tell me how to enter their world, or I'll cut you up piece by piece."

The man was stunned and suddenly laughed wildly. "You? Hahaha, I've never seen such an arrogant guy! "

Liu Ping said slowly, "You've been in peace for too long. You don't even know the most basic battle techniques. How dare you come here with this level of strength? You're really disappointing."

The man suddenly felt a slight pain and couldn't help but look down.

He saw streaks of blood coming out of his body.

"You ... When did you ..."

Liu Ping said, "The moment you came in, I attacked. Unfortunately, I only killed one of you. When I killed you, they had already entered that world. I could only spare your life."

The man shook his head and said, "That's not right. You don't have a spirit. How could you hurt me?"

Liu Ping said, "What do you think?"

The man felt something and looked back.

Behind him, a shadow was slowly sheathing its blade.

The man could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and shouted.

"This is the power of filth!"

"You're the ghost of nightmares!"