Chapter 361: It

Elder Biyun was numb.

Golden Core Dao Channel?

How could it be another Golden Core Dao Channel?

She turned her head and looked at Qiao Huizhu.

Qiao Huizhu was also confused.

Because she didn't know about He Pingsheng's Golden Core Dao Channel either.

She was also seeing it for the first time today.

At the entrance of Elder Biyun Palace, there were clearly dozens of disciples, but at this moment, it was silent.

Numb, numb...

But even more numb was Wuqiong, who was opposite He Pingsheng.

Damn it, the guy is already a Golden Core Dao Channel, what's the point of fighting?

You have to know, after the Golden Core Dao Channel, one can borrow and drive the power of the rules between heaven and earth; the power of that attack and defense is definitely not something Golden Core disciples can compare to.

This was also the reason why He Pingsheng had previously been able to take eighty percent of Jingxin's attack with a fire-attribute shield.

"Fellow Daoist Wuwei..." He Pingsheng took out a fourth-tier talisman indifferently: "Just now you were right, Golden Core fighting, the momentum is vast, if there are casualties, it's inevitable!"

That's right, this sentence was just said by Wuwei.

Wuwei's original intention was to lay the groundwork for himself in advance.

He thought that if he killed He Pingsheng later, he could use this sentence to brush it off.

Anyway, I said it before, Golden Core fighting, the momentum is vast, if you die, you die.

Who told you to be too weak?

In this way, even if he beat the opponent to death, he had a reason.

But he never expected that this groundwork would eventually land on his own head.

"Huff..." Wuqiong took a deep breath, forcibly stabilizing his mind, then looked at the fourth-tier talisman in He Pingsheng's hand and asked: "Competing among fellow disciples, Fellow Daoist He is taking out a talisman, is this wanting to win by external force?"

He suddenly grasped a "weakness" of He Pingsheng, and wanted to make a fuss about it.

He Pingsheng didn't give him the chance, but said indifferently: "Let me correct you, first, you and I are not fellow disciples!"

"Second, the talisman in my hand has no attack ability, it is just a fourth-tier teleportation talisman..."

"It can instantly transmit a person a million miles away!"

As soon as He Pingsheng said this, everyone was stunned.

Why did you take out this fourth-tier talisman?

"What do you mean by this?" Wuqiong felt his brain wasn't enough: "Are you thinking of running away when you can't beat me?"

"No!"

He Pingsheng's face showed an extremely serious expression, then he shook his head and said: "You are wrong... your Carefree Immortal Sect has many Nascent Soul Stage seniors, not someone I can afford to provoke!"

"After I beat you to death later, I can use this talisman to escape instantly!"

"None of them will be able to find my trail!"

Opposite him, Wuqiong felt like vomiting.

He now really believed that He Pingsheng could kill him with one hand.

Because he wasn't a fool, he knew the power of a Golden Core Dao Channel cultivator.

But now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off.

If he fought, he would very likely be killed in one move by this guy.

If he didn't fight, although he could save his life by retreating dejectedly, his reputation would be ruined in the future.

The key was that there would be no possibility with Qiao Huizhu anymore.

It would even affect his Dao heart.

What to do?

Retreat or not?

Wuqiong was still hesitating, unable to make a choice in a short time.

He Pingsheng secretly laughed to himself; he stretched out his hand, and the wood-attribute power within his body was released, and the sound of thunder rumbled.

On his left and right hands, a massive silver thunderbolt was generated.

He Pingsheng stood in the void holding the heavenly thunder, looking like a god descending to earth.

And on these two thunderbolts, there was a suffocating aura of death rushing toward him.

The opponent Wuqiong was trembling with fear, but he still couldn't say the two words "I surrender."

Elder Biyun was a bit anxious and said: "He Pingsheng... show mercy..."

She couldn't not plead.

If she didn't plead, and this He Pingsheng killed Wuqiong with one strike, what would happen?

No matter what, Wuqiong was the big disciple of Jade Tree Peak, and even more so the hope of the Carefree Immortal Sect, a Five-Nine Heavenly Tribulation genius.

However, He Pingsheng said: "Senior Elder Biyun, a lion fighting a rabbit still uses its full strength, He Pingsheng dares not be careless..."

*Rumble... *

More wood-attribute spiritual power mixed with rule power surged out from his body.

The range of the two heavenly thunders was still expanding.

The next moment, He Pingsheng raised his hand violently.

Opposite him, Daoist Wuqiong could no longer endure this massive pressure and shouted: "I surrender... I surrender... stop..."

He Pingsheng smiled.

His goal had been achieved.

Kill the opponent?

Defeat the opponent?

That was too low-level.

It didn't quite fit this scene.

First of all, this was the Carefree Immortal Sect, and Wuqiong was a genius disciple of the Carefree Immortal Sect; if he killed him, there would definitely be trouble.

He Pingsheng wasn't afraid of trouble, but what about his wife Qiao Huizhu?

Defeat?

Defeating him might solve the immediate predicament, but what about the endless trouble in the future?

This wretch thinks he's okay again later, and comes to challenge again?

Wouldn't that be endless?

Therefore, scaring him into surrendering was the best.

He didn't dare to fight at all!

This time he didn't dare to fight, on one hand, his reputation would be ruined, on the other hand, he would never challenge again in the future.

This psychological shadow would accompany him for the rest of his life.

*Boom... *

He Pingsheng waved his hand, and the two heavenly thunders in his hand flew out, landing on a desolate mountain peak in the distance.

Countless giant rocks were smashed to pieces, and dust rose up.

The bare mountain top was struck by the thunder and lightning, creating two deep pits.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

Even Elder Biyun took a deep breath and said: "Not to mention Wuqiong, if it were this palace under this strike, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to protect myself either!"

After Elder Biyun said this, all the disciples were deeply convinced.

That Wuqiong transformed into a stream of light and landed on Elder Biyun Peak, looking as if his body had been drained, collapsing to the ground.

He Pingsheng teleported and arrived beside Qiao Huizhu again.

At this moment, a tall old man suddenly appeared at the entrance of Elder Biyun Palace.

"Senior Brother..." Elder Biyun bowed after seeing the old man.

"Hmph..." Daoist Guanglong snorted coldly, then looked at He Pingsheng and said: "You brat, what a vicious mind!"

He Pingsheng said: "Senior, why do you say that?"

"Do you mean you hope I would have attacked and killed him?"

"Junior thinks you should thank me; if I were a person who loved to kill, I'm afraid at this very moment, your disciple would already be headless!"

Guanglong said: "You are quite arrogant!"

He Pingsheng said: "It's not me who is arrogant, it's your disciple!"

"He chose the wrong target to challenge!"

Guanglong said: "You might as well have defeated him on the battlefield!"

He Pingsheng smiled: "Junior thinks it's better not to hurt the harmony!"

"If there is anything Junior has done that is not up to standard, I apologize to you, hoping you can forgive me, a young man!"

He Pingsheng used the coldest tone and the most arrogant attitude, but said the softest words.

This attitude almost made Guanglong explode with anger, but he couldn't find a reason to vent.

After all, when the person spoke, he was really respectful!

And the logic was also on the other person's side.

The other person even showed mercy and didn't really kill his disciple.

Guanglong wanted to vent but couldn't.

Pissed off... really too pissed off... ===== CHAPTER 362 =====