Chapter 722 Zhou Ping (10)
The tremendous divine power swept through Zhou Ping's body.
His human body was shaking continuously because it could not support the divine power. Cracks appeared on it and blood gushed out.
But in the next moment, it will be restored by the vitality that has been stored in his body for a long time.
so repeatedly.
Every time it is damaged and repaired, it is a transformation of Zhou Ping's body.
Step by step, until his body completely accommodated the divine power.
Accompanied by the sound of thousands of swords, Zhou Ping's figure appeared behind Yun Ci, and he placed one palm on her back, firmly supporting Yun Ci who was "repelled by the gods".
"I am coming."
Yun Ci smiled happily at Zhou Ping: "Congratulations, Great Xia Sword God."
The three gods were slashed by the sword energy: ...
The somersault cloud was flying rapidly in the fog, but it stopped when it approached the edge of the battlefield.
Fatty Baili raised his hand to push his chin back to its original position, pointing at Zhou Ping who was beating the three Outer Gods: "Qiye, when you said he was dying... you meant the Outer God was dying, right?!"
Lin Qiye was also stunned. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, not knowing how to react for a moment.
Zhou Ping was stunned for a moment when he looked at the seven familiar figures.
The swords attacking the foreign gods paused, giving them a chance to escape.
The white jade sword turned into a beam of sword light, rapidly blocking their escape route.
Zhou Ping reacted quickly and the sword's power surged again.
He seemed happy because of the arrival of Lin Qiye and others.
The Outer Gods are about to collapse.
They really wanted to ask Yun Ci: What are you playing?
If you want to kill, do it quickly!
This all of a sudden!
It's really too frustrating for God!
This time, Zhou Ping gave them a quick death.
When the three Outer Gods were killed, they actually showed some relief.
Zhou Ping, who noticed it keenly, said: ...?
*
Zhou Ping slowly stopped in front of Lin Qiye and the others, a few steps away.
He seemed a little embarrassed and asked tentatively: "Lin Qiye, what are you...doing here?"
Although Lin Qiye was in a complicated mood, he still stepped forward and walked to Zhou Ping's side. He said with some uncertainty: "We... come and take you home?"
Baili Pangpang said: "It seems that it doesn't matter if we don't come to Senior Sword Saint. You are worthy of being Senior Sword Saint! You are worthy of being the teacher of our Fifth Special Team! Hehe!"
After receiving the expected yet unexpected reply, Zhou Ping's eyes sparkled and a slight curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
His ears turned red and he said seriously: "No, thank you... Thank you for taking such a big risk to save me."
Zhou Ping thought he was just being overly sentimental, but... the world didn't seem that bad.
Yun Ci stood not far away, looking at Zhou Ping's happy expression, and curled the corners of her lips.
This world is a world that has been traced back hundreds of millions of times, and the world line can be formed into a circle.
In a world like this, it is difficult to accurately find the time she wants to go.
Therefore, when he wanted to go back to Yunci, where Zhou Ping grew up, he unexpectedly arrived at the time when he was sold by his parents to pay off a debt.
Although it is not too late, those sad past experiences still caused great harm to Zhou Ping.
But fortunately, fortunately he is willing to give this world another chance.
Fortunately, when he was willing to take this step, the people he met were all good and did not cause him any secondary harm.
Zhou Ping's eyes flickered around, as if he remembered something. He turned around and met Yun Ci's gentle eyes standing behind him.
"Xiaoci."
Zhou Ping walked up to Yun Ci and his happy look made Yun Ci laugh.
"It's great that your students are here for you."
Zhou Ping curled the corners of his lips and nodded, turned around to look at Lin Qiye and the others, then looked at Yun Ci, feeling a rare sense of satisfaction in his heart.
He likes the present.
He likes the world as it is now.
*
The human ceiling of Daxia broke through the limit and became a god, which was noticed by most of the main gods in the fog.
The barrier that restricted humans was shattered, opening a path for the human ceiling.
'boom--'
The fragments that had left the earth not long ago fell back to where they belonged.
Teams of doctors went there to check on the residents who were suffering from the cold.
The fire department and police took over from the night watchmen and carried out the overt rescue work.
The three children who knew the truth, under the influence of the Night Watchman's forbidden ruins, regarded their acquaintance with the Sword Master as a dream.
Ye Fan, who had been waiting here for a long time, breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at Zhou Ping, who was not injured but whose clothes were torn and covered in blood. He raised his hand and patted his shoulder hard.
"Welcome to Daxia...the return of the Sword God!"
"Welcome back Great Xia Sword God!"
"——Welcome back Great Xia Sword God!!!"
The uniform voice made Yun Ci hallucinate and hear the words of farewell to him for a moment.
but--
this life.
There will be no chance to say such words again.
The Sword God of Daxia will never die.
This was the first time that Zhou Ping did not retreat or want to go home when facing so many people.
He and Ye Fan boarded the departing plane under the excited gaze of the night watchmen.
The plane flew straight to Shangjing City, and Zhou Ping was immediately taken to the hospital for examination.
The results of the examination were unexpectedly good. There was nothing unhealthy about Zhou Ping's body, and even the lesions he had suffered in childhood had recovered.
Zhou Ping thought of the "sugar" that Yun Ci had been feeding him, but he didn't show anything, and didn't even look in Yun Ci's direction until they left the hospital and were the only two left.
"You want to ask me something?"
Zhou Ping thought of Yun Ci's fight against three people alone: "Are you... really a sword spirit?"
Yun Ci smiled and said, "Yes, but my sword is a divine sword. Seriously speaking, I can also be considered a sword spirit that has become a god."
"No wonder..."
gods.
Then it’s normal to have some things with special therapeutic effects.
Zhou Ping pinched his fingers and hesitated for a while before saying: "Then... you must have had other sword masters before, right?"
He pretended to be casual and asked, "Which god is it?"
"Sword Master..." Yun Ci deliberately dragged out the words, looked at Zhou Ping's erected ears, smiled and pinched his ears, "Have you heard of the myth of the 'White Jade Sword'?"
Zhou Ping's ears turned red and he shook his head.
"That's it."
"I am very powerful, but of course there are conditions for choosing a master."
"But unfortunately, apart from you, no one else can catch my eye."
Yun Ci deliberately sighed: "What a pity, what a pity, a sword as powerful as mine has never become famous because there is no suitable sword master. This is really a pity."
Zhou Ping's eyes sparkled, and he tried hard to suppress the smile on his face. He promised Yun Ci earnestly, "I will let everyone know your name, and I will definitely make you famous!"
"Then I'll leave it to you, Sword Master—"