Five hundred and eighty-eighth chapter stunned
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After all, Guo Wushu did not continue to talk about it. He had no intention of telling Lu Ping about Guo Youdao's true identity, which Guo Youdao has been retaining until his death, and it was also the principle of their generation of secret messengers.
So, the words ended here, and he and Lu Ping had nothing else to say. He actually had no opinion on Lu Ping. He just hoped that Guo Youdao's decades of wandering around would gain some rewards. Even if it seemed a bit ridiculous or impossible to establish, it would be fine. At least his hard work was not in vain, at least his hard work was comforting.
But in the end, the answer Guo Youdao spent half his life handing over to him was such an unknown boy.
Of course this is not Lu Ping's fault. Guo Wushu knew this very well. He just couldn't let it go. Looking at Lu Ping, it seemed as if he could laugh when he saw Guo Youdao working hard for half his life. He really couldn't laugh at all.
So he was silent, and Lu Ping was silent.
The peak was a suffocating cold scene. Zimu almost had the urge to jump off the cliff, so he could only turn his attention to Wen Gecheng. Not long after he arrived at the peak, Zimu had not yet met the fourth person.
Wen Gecheng's eyes always fell on Lu Ping. After Lu Ping woke up, his conversation with Guo Wushu and the depressing atmosphere that often spread on the top of the peak did not affect him at all. He just stared at Lu Ping, seeing his feet from head, and seeing his head from feet, and the expression on his face became more and more exciting.
"What's wrong with Lu Ping?" Zi Mu saw that Wen Gecheng's eyes were strange and he was a little panicked. When the man came, he said Lu Ping "It's nothing, it's just too much loss." He thought he was a doctor. At this time, he looked at Lu Ping with such eyes. Is there something unexpected happening?
"He's not much." Wen Gecheng replied casually, "If you have something to do, it's probably someone else."
As he said that, he squatted beside Lu Ping, his head lowered so much that he almost pressed his eyes on Lu Ping, and looked at the bloodstains on Lu Ping's body.
"It looks miserable, but it really doesn't belong to you." Wen Gecheng said.
"It's still a little bit?" Lu Ping said.
"It's no longer important." Wen Gecheng said, pinching a corner of Lu Ping's clothes and buckled his thumb against a blood stain on it.
"Xuanwu Academy, Dragon Escalation?" Wen Gecheng asked.
"Who is that?" Lu Ping asked resolutely.
"Dragon Escalation! The teacher of Long Escalation at Xuanwu Academy is nicknamed Zhen Sanquan. It is said that it is because no one can block his Three Fist. I was fortunate to see him in Kyoto that year. He was so majestic that he was a rare hero!" Zimu said, looking leisurely and fascinated.
Wen Gecheng smiled and asked Lu Ping: "Then have you blocked three punches?"
Lu Ping looked confused and shook his head with some uncertainty: "I don't know which one is talking about."
"Then this blood?"
"I don't know when it will splash on it." Lu Ping said.
"Where are people?" Wen Gecheng asked.
"I really can't tell which one is. Maybe he is dead." Lu Ping said.
Zimu, on the side, suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Lu Ping, and then looked at the blood on the corner of the clothes that Wen Gecheng was holding. The hero who made him yearn for was a drop of blood beads splashing at the corner of Lu Ping's clothes? Moreover, Lu Ping had no impression of when it was splashed, which showed that he did not cause any trouble for him at all.
For a moment, Zimu only felt that his mind was very messy and very messy.
Wen Gecheng's fingers had moved up a few inches from the corner of his clothes, and pointed to a bloodstain.
"Guo Chang." Wen Gecheng said.
Guo Chang of Queyue Academy, the proud student of Canghai, the owner of Cangmu Island Island, Chong, Ring, Qi, and Power. The realm of the four souls is a famous martial arts master in Queyue Academy, with a magical weapon, Eight-Directional Sphur, legend can allow the tides of the West Sea to rush. But now...
This time Zi Mu didn't say anything, Bafang Ji Guo Chang? It seemed like the three-fist dragon attack in Zhen Sanfu, but now it was just a blood bead splashing on Lu Ping's torn clothes!
But Wen Gecheng did not stop, his fingers kept pointing at Lu Ping's body, and names popped out from him one after another.
Wuchong.
Xu Zan.
Zhou Musong.
Zhao Xuan.
...
In just a moment, there were more than a dozen names, and these dozen names were all well-known to Zi Mu on the side. These names were all great figures from the other three academies. Although they were not as famous as the four gates, five islands and seven constellations, they were just people who were slightly inferior to them. On the mainland, they were all first-class capable and powerful people.
But now, one name after another is just the bloodstains that splashed on Lu Ping’s body?
And so!
Who is this guy in front of you?
After counting these blood stains, he actually reported everyone's name so confidently. He has such ability...
Zimu, who was born in Dongdu, was very knowledgeable, just like he was familiar with every name before, and he could talk about a few kilograms of melon seeds on everyone's deeds. He could accurately recognize people by looking at blood. A name immediately jumped out of his mind.
"Are you Wen Gecheng?" he screamed.
Wen Gecheng had no longer cared about Zi Mu. He was extremely confident in his microscopic Wujian, but this time, he really suspected that he had misread on Lu Ping. Countless blood stains came from countless cultivators, and they were a little confused, but as long as they could still distinguish them, they were all elite disciples of the three major academies who could be called the world's strong men.
He called out one name after another, and Zi Mu's legs became weak, but it was still blank for Lu Ping. He had basically never heard of these names.
Just when Zimu was surprised to recognize Wen Gecheng's identity, Wen Gecheng found a little blood on the back of Lu Ping's right hand, and his expression suddenly became even more powerful.
He looked carefully three times before he could believe it.
"Is this... Xuanwu room?" Wen Gecheng said.
Lu Ping was still confused. This was the one he beaten the worst, but at that time his consciousness was already blurred and he couldn't remember anything at all. But soon, Wen Gecheng discovered a new world at Lu Ping's cuff, and even Shi Su seemed less terrifying.
"Is this... Bisu? Xuanwu Bisu?" Wen Gecheng was almost screaming. Even Guo Wushu, who began to change his color when he heard Shisu, was finally completely moved after hearing Bisu's name.
He rescued Lu Ping from the valley and witnessed the tragic situation there, but he didn't have time to tell who Lu Ping had defeated. He only recognized that the ones who attacked Lu Ping at that time were Nan Xiaohe and Canghai, Nan Tian and Queyue, and the two academicians attacked Lu Ping together, which showed that Lu Ping created a great threat. However, Shi Su, even Bi Su who had lived for so long, was killed by Lu Ping, which was a bit terrible!
All three of them looked at Lu Ping in surprise, and Zimu could no longer hold on.
"Don't... don't worry about me, I have to sit for a while." Zimu was really weak in his legs and could no longer stand. He sat down to the ground.
And Lu Ping, this time, was not confused. He finally heard a name that he had an impression of.
"Bisu? Yes, there is such a person who is very old, right?" He confirmed in reverse Wen Gecheng.
"Yes...what's wrong with him?" Wen Gecheng asked.
"Dead." Lu Ping said.
"How did you die?"
"I beaten to death." Lu Ping said.
"These are all..." Wen Gecheng pointed to the blood on Zhiluping's body.
"Lu Ping nodded."
"Where are the others?" Wen Gecheng asked Lu Ping, and looked back at Guo Wushu.
"What other person?" Lu Ping asked, and Guo Wushu shook his head.
"You won't tell me that you are the only one, right?" Wen Gecheng said.
"I'm the only one," Lu Ping said.
"Have you opened the ** Lock of Soul?" Wen Gecheng couldn't help but blurt out. Apart from this, he really couldn't think of any possibility. You should know that what he identified from Lu Ping was only a small part, and there were a lot of people who were mixed with blood, so he couldn't tell. In other words, Lu Ping killed several times more opponents there than he could see. And these people were probably the three major academy powerhouses with worse names than those listed previously.
And they were all alone...
Without the crushing of the realm, how can you do such a thing? Who believes it if you say it?
"That's not yet." Lu Ping said.
"Yes, there should be no..." Wen Gecheng said. Many people cannot sense the existence of **Suopo, and he, the owner of superpowers with rare microscopic possessions on the mainland, still has the ability to distinguish this customized superpower.
**The Lou is still there.
And Lu Ping, under the shackles of **Suopo, has killed so many masters from the three major academies?
"My mind is very confused now. Let me be quiet first, wait and talk later, wait and talk later." Wenge succeeded.
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Chapter completed!