Chapter 772: A Plan Takes Shape

g his entire body.With each step, Chen Ping walked over the corpses, like a death god, instantly arriving before Xuanyuan Yan.Looking at Chen Ping's appearance, Xuanyuan Yan's face was very ugly.Even...Just as Chen Ping was about to retaliate, he suddenly saw Ning Yu's figure flying backward.

Ning Yu stumbled after landing, almost falling to the ground.

"Xiamen zhu, what do you mean"

After landing, Ning Yu frowned and asked Xiahou Dun.

"This kid's life, only I can take. You just watch from the side. The revenge of a son is not shared with heaven. Are you afraid that I alone cannot kill him"

Xiahou Dun had actually seen through Ning Yu's little thoughts a long time ago, so he stopped him.

Although Ning Yu was angry, he didn't dare to say anything. He could only step back angrily.

"Boy, I'm going to cut you into pieces…"

Xiahou Dun finished speaking, and a surge of energy rose from his body. The terrifying aura pressed down on Chen Ping, making him struggle to breathe.

"Whether I can be killed or not... remains a mystery..."

Chen Ping raised the Dragon Slaying Sword. At this moment, the Dragon Slaying Sword in Chen Ping's hand was constantly buzzing, as if cheering him on.

Xiahou Dun's eyes narrowed slightly, focusing all his attention on the Zhanlong Sword. It was clear that he was very interested in the sword.

Chen Ping saw that Xiahou Dun was very fond of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and suddenly had a plan. He retracted his momentum, and his whole body was almost suppressed by Xiahou Dun's aura.

Chen Ping was in a state of utter despair at the moment, seeming unable to muster any energy. He followed Xiahou Dun into battle with him.

Seeing Chen Ping's aura instantly weaken, Xia Hou Dun raised the corner of his mouth, "Martial arts emphasizes steady progress, laying a solid foundation. I don't know what kind of martial art you used to achieve the strength of a Grandmaster at such a young age, but in the end, it's just an empty shell. Now, is it still uncertain whether I can kill you"

Chen Ping's face was extremely grim, he gasped for breath heavily, and looked at Xiahou Dun with a pleading gaze: "I will give you the Dragon Slaying Sword in my hand. You spare my life. If you don't agree, I might as well die with the Dragon Slaying Sword. After all, this is an ancient artifact..."

Chen Ping planned to use the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand to save his own life.

Xiahou Dun didn't expect Chen Ping to make such a request, he was taken aback for a moment.

And Lin Tianhu and the others were also stunned.

"What's wrong with Mr. Chen Has he gone mad This is a vendetta against his own son, even if you gave the sword to Xiahou Dun, there's no way he would let Mr. Chen go..."

Lin Tianhu said with a puzzled expression.

"Mr. Chen was acting very strangely today, this isn't like him at all…"

The Chi Phoenix also looked at Chen Ping in confusion, not understanding what he was doing.

Bai Xiushan remained silent, his eyes fixed intently on the scene before him. Although he hadn't been in contact with Chen Ping for long, he was certain that Chen Ping was not a person who endured hardship or feared death. There had to be a reason why Chen Ping acted this way.

And at this moment, Xiahou Dun was slightly taken aback, glancing at Chen Ping. He originally thought Chen Ping was a man of courage, but he hadn't expected that even in the face of death, he would be such a coward.

But the grudge against killing his son, Xiahou Dun couldn't possibly let Chen Ping go. However, in order to get the Dragon Slaying Sword first, Xiahou Dun still nodded and said: "If you can give me this sword, I can spare your life. But death is avoidable, but living is difficult. You must go up the mountain to guard my son's tomb for three years…"

Xiahou Dun didn't agree too readily, afraid Chen Ping would become suspicious.

"Okay, as long as you don't kill me, not even three years, I can do ten!"

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw the Zhanlong Sword to Xiahou Dun.

Xiahou Dun was enveloped in a powerful aura before reaching out to accept the Zhanlong Sword. He suspected Chen Ping might be playing tricks.

When the Zhanlong Sword was held in his hand, Xiahou Dun could feel the faint aura emanating from it. With a thought, the Zhanlong Sword hummed in response.search for the blood-soaked stone in the rooms on both sides.As the group ventured back into the houses on either side, the wind howled even more fiercely, its icy chill causing Chen Ping's body to tr...