In the eyes of everyone, Qiye waved his sword to the sky.

Under the sky, thousands of purple thunders descended and turned into a power to destroy the world.

When the thunder dissipated, Qiye's body fell rapidly.

This time, he had tried his best.

But the result is...

A crushing defeat!

boom!

The air exploded instantly, and a figure rushed over like a cannonball.

It was Jiang Ping!

When Jiang Ping saw Qiye defeat, he did not hesitate at all. He directly activated his skills and reached the maximum speed, because he was afraid that someone would attack Qiye with the idea of ​​stealing the head.

After all, Qiye didn't seem to have any resistance at this moment.

Fortunately, the others were a little suspicious by the killing of Qiye before, and were afraid that Qiye would have left some strength to drag a few scapegoats away.

So everyone was hesitant.

With such hesitation, Jiang Ping took the lead and arrived at Qiye's side the first.

He held Qiye's body in his arms, and felt that it was numb and a little hot. He felt that he was not yet mature, and he was not as mature as he was three years old.

The remaining power of the purple thunder was raging in Qiye's body.

Jiang Ping did not hesitate to input his immortal true energy into Qiye's body to help him resist the power of thunder.

His true energy of immortality is naturally nourished and has a strong vitality, so it is so good to use it to heal wounds.

He even had a trick of saving the dead and healing the wounded, specially developed for the true energy of immortality, which is a medical expert.

Infused by Jiang Ping's immortality, Qiye seemed to have noticed something. His closed eyes trembled slightly, and the remaining true qi in his body actively cooperated with the immortality to start regaining lost ground and restoring his vitality.

Qiye's breath was gradually calming down, and a rosy look flashed across his pale and colorless face.

On the other hand, many masters of the righteous path saw Jiang Ping attacking Qi Ye decisively, and thought Jiang Ping would take the opportunity to kill Qi Ye to make his reputation full of his reputation.

They quickly spoke out, wanting to make a verbal assist.

"To eliminate harm to the people, just today, Jiang Supervisor did a good job!"

"Jiang Daxia is the righteous martial arts world today and should be a role model for the righteous martial arts world, and remember it for the people!"

"Kill him, Jiang Ping, kill him!"

"Avenge your fellow practitioners and kill this devil!"

...

Everyone shouted, but as they shouted, the voice slowly lowered.

Because they found something was wrong.

Why didn’t Jiang Ping kill the Qiye Demon Lord? Instead, looking at his current appearance, it seemed like he was...

Healing?!

Question marks popped up on their heads.

Someone asked:

"Sir Jiang, what are you doing?"

"Supervisor Jiang, there is no need to be pitiful to such a peerless devil. Killing him is the greatest kindness to the world!"

"That's right, Jiang Ping, if you don't want to kill a powerless person who has no resistance, then give him to us.

We are not afraid of carrying such a critique. He kills many of my fellow practitioners and I will earn it with blood!”

Although they were very confused, they never thought that Jiang Ping would get involved with Qiye.

After all, a supervisor of the righteous alliance and a demon king who had a great sin in the Demon Sect, they were two lines that could never be intersected.

If Jiang Ping doesn't kill him, he must have his own reasons.

Even if you take a step back, what shameful things did Jiang Pingzhen and Qiye have with them cannot be exposed at this time.

Qiye was destroyed. Although Jiang Ping had shown his combat power before, it did not reach the point of fighting against so many great masters of them.

Isn’t that a big fool exposing yourself at this time?

There were only some great masters of the Demon Sect who knew the inside story, such as several remaining Demon Lords and Demon Lords. They all sighed in their hearts as they looked at Jiang Ping who was rushing towards Qiye.

No matter what, their loyalty and courage to be the enemy of the world are really admirable.

If they were in Jiangping's position, they would never appear at this moment. On the contrary, they would go far and cut from the past from now on.

Of course, they had never thought about going to expose Jiang Ping's identity before.

First, Qiye was still there at that time, and they couldn't afford to offend them. Second, there was no evidence. If you said it, it would be a slander at most, and it would become another proof of their identity as a devil and destroying the unity of the righteous path.

But now it seems that they probably don't need to say anything.

Jiang Ping hugged Qiye and felt the vitality in his body recover, but was soon swallowed by the power of thunder, and the vitality and destruction were repeated and entangled.

Even though he didn't feel it personally, Qi Ye's constantly trembling body and unconscious muffled groans all mean something.

He is experiencing a kind of pain that ordinary people cannot imagine.

But at this moment, Jiang Ping suddenly realized that he could not do anything except conveying true energy.

He could only watch Qiye repeating the pain in pain.

He was full of depression and heard the words of the Grand Master of the Righteous Dao keep shouting and killing Qiye, and a sensation surged into his heart and was about to squirt back.

Fortunately, he still retained a little bit of rationality and knew that at this time, he would have almost no second end except for the end of the matter.

At this moment, various legendary and great film and television predecessors possessed him, and he is Jiang Movie King Ping!

Only Jiang Ping could hear hatred:

"This demon is cruel by nature and inhumane. He is a great demon in the world. If he kills him at this moment, wouldn't it be too cheap for him?

I want to take him to the capital, to the Black Prison Prison Prison of the God Captain, and to the eighteenth level of hell.

I want him to suffer all the torture in the eighteen levels of hell, I want him to repent of his sins in endless pain, I want him to live rather than die!

I want him to atone for the millions of innocent people he killed!”

Jiang Ping's anger was like the magma at the crater, which was so hot that it was hot. The hatred contained in his words was like ice for thousands of years, and even the air was about to freeze.

Everyone was shocked.

He is worthy of being a righteous hero who hates evil and a gentleman in the sword!

So they said:

"The passionate words of Jiang Daxia are admirable, but this demon is too terrifying. If you stay in the world, you may have many dreams and many troubles.

As far as I see below, I should deal with it on the spot.”

"That's true. If you don't kill this demon, how can you be worthy of the creatures he murdered? How can you be worthy of the colleagues who just fought for death and sacrificed their lives for justice?!

Jiang Daxia, I respect you as a man and respect the justice in your heart. You will carry out this important task."

"That's right, Supervisor Jiang, this demon is not enough to calm the public's anger if it is not killed!"

"If you want to cut the grass, you must get rid of the roots, and you cannot give him any chance!"

...

Anyway, they only mean the same thing. No matter what Jiang Ping said, they must have watched Qiye die in front of them.

Just in case, it would be best if the corpse was burned directly, and even the ashes had to be spread separately.

If this is not the case, it will not be enough to make them feel at ease.

It was really the shadow that Qiye personally caused to them that was too terrifying.

This battle at Tianzhu Mountain is destined to be remembered by all of them.

Jiang Ping was silent for a long time and finally said in a deep voice:

"Isn't it necessary to discuss?"

His voice suddenly became very calm.

Someone still couldn't understand the meaning: "Sir Jiang, what are you talking about?"

"I said..."

Jiang Ping was about to repeat, but he felt a slight movement in his hand. It was Qiye.

Wake up at seven nights.

He looked at Jiang Ping, his eyes still calm and indifferent, as if nothing he had experienced before had affected him.

Even if he knew he was about to die.
To be continued...