Jiang Ping'an gently put Cheng Han's body down, ignoring the blood on his body, and looked up at Qiu Pingsheng.
"Don't you dare?"
Jiang Ping'an's voice was so cold and scary.
"Haha, don't you dare?"
Qiu Pingsheng seemed to have heard the best joke in the world and laughed wildly.
Many disciples around him looked at Jiang Pingan with sympathy in their eyes.
This person obviously just came to the main office, and he didn't know who Qiu Pingsheng was.
Qiu Pingsheng, the son of an immortal, is twenty-five years old, in the late stage of refining the void, possesses innate magical powers, has cultivated Samadhi True Fire, and his true combat power is unknown.
His talent is said to surpass that of his father who has become an immortal.
Although he has never seen Qiu Pingsheng take action, he knows how terrifying he is through the high praise he received from various strong men.
This new guy wants to challenge Qiu Pingsheng, which is no different from committing suicide.
"Then let's fight."
Jiang Ping'an stared at the other party with cold eyes.
"Who asked you to compete?"
The bald old man Li Yongzhi suddenly spoke and said to Qiu Pingsheng:
"In my life, I have five years left before I start competing for the spot for the Immortal Transformation Technique. Don't waste time here. Go back and prepare quickly. Don't cause trouble."
Li Yongzhi was afraid that things would get serious. Qiu Pingsheng had already killed one person. If he killed another person, it would easily offend the Canglan Prefecture branch.
"Yes, Uncle Li."
When Qiu Pingsheng saw Li Yongzhi's obstruction, he did not disobey him. Li Yongzhi was usually okay with him, so he had to give him face.
Qiu Pingsheng glanced at Jiang Ping'an indifferently, turned around and prepared to leave.
This level of garbage is not qualified to compete with him. His opponents are all geniuses in the integration stage.
If you weren't worried about making things worse, you would directly trigger a mental strangulation to kill the other party.
"Does your dog want to run away?" Jiang Ping'an spoke again.
Qiu Pingsheng, who was about to leave, suddenly turned around and said, "You are looking for death!"
This was the first time in his life that he heard other people's insults.
I don't want to pay attention to this idiot, but he insists on seeking death.
Li Yongzhi was even more angry and glared at Jiang Pingan, "What do you want to do!"
"It's just a martial arts competition, can't we compete?"
Jiang Pingan stared directly at Li Yongzhi.
When Li Yongzhi saw Jiang Ping'an's eyes showing no respect for him, he felt angry.
As the law enforcer of the main pavilion of Dengxian Pavilion, which disciple would not be respectful when seeing him? What is this boy's look like?
"If you contradict the law enforcer, you will be punished by facing a cliff for three months!"
"Why contradict? I was just talking normally. As a law enforcer, you are so narrow-minded that you don't even let your disciples speak?"
Jiang Ping'an still looked directly at the other party, with a touch of contempt in his eyes.
Li Yongzhi was poked in a sore spot, and now he is being watched by so many disciples. If he cannot punish this person, then what dignity and dignity does he have?
"Insult the law enforcers! Face the wall for three years! If you dare to contradict me again, you will be kicked out of the branch!"
Jiang Ping'an still wanted to speak, but Qian Huanrou quickly stopped him and signaled him not to speak.
"snort!"
Li Yongzhi snorted coldly and said to Roy and others: "I will compensate each of you with some resources. This matter will be reduced to a big deal. If it is a trivial matter, don't continue to pursue it. You will not be able to pursue it."
"Why! He was clearly the one who killed someone intentionally!" Roy pointed at Qiu Pingsheng and shouted angrily.
"Who saw it?" Li Yongzhi's face turned pale.
As soon as these words came out, the monks who were watching the show disappeared from where they were.
They can't afford to offend the Son of Immortal. They can't get involved in this kind of thing.
"There are some things I don't want to repeat a second time, so I can take care of myself."
Li Yongzhi threw a storage ring to Roy and turned to leave.
"Who cares about your compensation!"
Roy threw the storage ring back angrily.
The four of them stared at the departing figures of Qiu Pingsheng and Li Yongzhi, their hearts filled with reluctance.
Originally five people came together, but now there are only four left.
It is frustrating to be unable to vent the depression in my heart.
Although they didn't have much friendship with Cheng Han, this kind of thing was very irritating.
Roy used the telegraph to tell his mother, Russell, and Russell told Cheng Han's master.
In the end, they just asked them to help preserve the body and not to conflict with Qiu Pingsheng.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Cheng Han's death did not cause any waves.
Two law enforcement disciples walked up to Jiang Pingan.
"This is how the world is. The strong are whatever they say. The rules are always for ordinary people."
"Don't make it difficult for us. Although facing the cliff is a bit tough, we can still get through it in three years."
Roy immediately stood in front, "Why should we arrest him? He didn't make any mistake!"
"Forget it, they are just running errands."
Jiang Ping'an didn't embarrass two ordinary law enforcers, there was no point in doing so.
Before leaving, Jiang Pingan gave the token he exchanged at the door to Qian Huanrou.
"You can use this token to go to some training places. Pay attention to safety and don't be impulsive if you encounter problems."
"You still have the nerve to criticize others, but you are the most impulsive." Qian Huanrou was speechless.
Just like what Master said, Jiang Ping'an looks calm, but when people around him are in danger, he is the least calm person.
After Jiang Pingan explained some things, he followed the two law enforcement disciples to Mianbi Cliff.
The two law enforcement disciples breathed a sigh of relief.
Roy was also a second-generation immortal. If they were forced to take Jiang Ping'an away, there was really nothing they could do.
Seeing that Jiang Ping'an was so honest, they reminded him in a friendly way:
"The cliff facing the wall used to be a battlefield. Because of the long years of fighting, many laws and powers remained on the cliff, which is very dangerous."
"After you go there, be sure not to practice, otherwise you will become possessed."
"Especially at night, try not to get close to the cliff. At night, projections of some powerful people tend to appear there. Even projections are fatal to monks of your level."
Speaking of facing the cliff, the two disciples' eyes flashed with fear.
While talking, the three of them passed through the teleportation array and arrived at the foot of a towering cliff.
Before he even got close, Jiang Ping'an felt a terrifying sense of oppression.
The cliff was completely dark brown. When I got closer, I realized that it was not the cliff itself that was this color, but the blood covering the cliff. Over time, the blood turned brown.
In addition to blood, there are traces left by various weapons on the cliff.
The surrounding laws were in chaos, affecting the operation of the laws within the monk's body.
No wonder they say not to practice here. Under such circumstances, anyone who dares to practice is definitely seeking death.
Two law enforcement disciples handed Jiang Ping'an to the guards here.
"He's on a one-year term."
The two law enforcers sold Jiang Ping'an as a favor and deliberately underreported the two years of detention time.
"Don't get close to the cliff. There's so much power left on it that you simply can't bear it."
Before the two left, they gave one last reminder.
Jiang Pingan stepped into the formation and entered the cliff facing the wall.
Without the formation to block it, a terrifying aura swept over him.
Knife intention, sword intention, fist intention...
The law of gold, the law of force...
Various laws and powers pass through the body, and one can even feel pain.
You know, Jiang Ping'an's current physical strength is extremely high, and even ordinary strong men in the early stages of integration cannot break it.
He felt pain just by the breath passing through his body.
Some of the monks imprisoned here are sitting on the edge, releasing protective shields to resist all kinds of chaotic forces emanating from the cliff.
No one dares to practice because it may become useless if they are not careful.
Jiang Ping'an is different. He has a small world inside his body and can practice anywhere. He just needs to resist this power.
He was about to sit down when he suddenly saw something. He paused and looked straight at the dark brown cliff.
A huge fist mark is imprinted on the cliff, and mysterious power flows on it.
