"Well then, I'll just take a look at which clans and families are close to the Ning family, and I'll deal with them one by one!"
Chen Ping said coldly.
Zhao Wujī seeing that Chen Píng was resolute, did not press him further and hurriedly left to find Mr. Shǐ.
Chen Ping facing so many families alone, that's a sure defeat!
And Zhao Wuji didn't know that Chen Ping's strength at this moment was already far different from before.
Striding toward the Ning family villa!
As soon as Chen Ping reached the door, he was stopped by the guards at the entrance.
"Hello, may I ask if there is an invitation?"
The guard asked Chen Ping.
Chen Ping shook his head.
"No invitations, no entry. Get lost!"
Seeing that Chen Ping didn't have an invitation, he was about to walk inside, and the guards immediately turned cold.
"This is a gift for Young Master Ning."
Chen Ping said calmly.
"What to give as a gift?"
The guard saw Chen Ping with empty hands, he didn't bring any gifts at all!
"Take the head!"
After Chen Ping finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the guard, then twisted his head off.
Walking into the villa hall, Chen Ping threw the head in his hand directly.
Splash...
A head rolls on the table in the middle, surrounded by many cups.
Everyone was also startled by this sudden scene.
After all, they are all the people in charge of major sects and aristocratic families. What kind of scene haven't they seen?
The scene soon quieted down.
Ning Zhi's face was contorted with anger as he glared at the door.
When he saw Chen Ping's figure, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Chen Ping?" Ning Zhi was somewhat surprised. "Didn't expect you to be out already, since you've left the seclusion, why don't you flee for your life instead of coming here to seek death?"
"Where are the Four Evils?"
Chen Ping asked coldly.
“So you’re looking for the Four Evildoers, are you? I can tell you they're locked up in my family’s underwater prison. Do you want to go join them?”
Ning Zhi smiled faintly.
"Shut your fucking mouth and either hand him over or die…"

Chen Ping's voice was icy cold, laced with a chilling murderous intent.
"Hahaha, are you fucking kidding me? You don't even see who's around here."
"You, alone, dare to come to the Ning family and demand someone?"
“I think you're tired of living.”
Ning Zhi burst into loud laughter. He didn't think Chen Ping had the ability to kill him in front of so many masters.
"They are just a bunch of rabble. If you don't want to die, leave the Ning family immediately. Anyone who stays will disappear from Kyoto one by one."
Chen Ping glanced at the crowd.
Chen Ping's words instantly enraged everyone. After all, these people were the heads of influential clans; they had never been humiliated like this before.
You are Chen Ping, at such a young age, your words are quite bold. Today, I'll let you taste my skills!
The Headmaster of Dingtianmen, He, roared in anger, his body emanating a furious aura.
"You? A lapdog dares to fight me?"
Chen Ping let out a cold smile, and his aura instantly burst forth.
"I killed you..."
Heimen's master was furious. Although they had pledged allegiance to the Ning family, being called lackeys directly was unbearable.
The head of the He sect struck out with a single palm towards Chen Ping, unleashing a wave of force that swept over him like mountains collapsing.
The strength at the peak of the Martial Arts realm is also not to be underestimated.
Chen Ping's body radiated golden light, and the terrifying aura he emitted made everyone feel a tightness in their chests instantly!
"Master He, do not be rash..."
Ning Zhi, seeing this, hurriedly tried to stop it.
It was too late. He Meng, the master of the He family, darted out and charged straight at Chen Ping.
"Is that it?"
Chen Ping's mouth curled into a smirk, and then he punched out.
A fist, radiating with brilliant gold light, struck the chest of He Men's master directly.
Boom!
Only to see Chen Ping's punch directly piercing He Menzhu's body.
Blood splattered everywhere, the metallic scent filling the air immediately.

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