It was originally a perfect body, and it was long equivalent to the body of a top-grade magic weapon. The burning of the ashes in the Wujian Cave for so long is equivalent to the body of a magic weapon.

Not to mention ordinary people like men, even monks from the Jidan realm who want to attack Chen Ping's body must bear the power of rebound.

According to Chen Ping's current recovery speed, his current cultivation level is only equivalent to the Spirit Gathering Realm, but in this small place, it is already an amazing existence.

"You, you dare to hurt people!"

The woman next to the man was frightened and looked at Chen Ping viciously while helping the man.

She didn't have such a good look, and could see why the man was injured, and she thought it was Chen Ping who pushed the man down.

"I didn't do it, he asked for it!"

Chen Ping is a monk. If he really wants to do it, this man will not just break his legs.

The puppy had already climbed up from the ground, and he also saw that Chen Ping had not moved just now, looking at Chen Ping with curious eyes.

Even the little girl Tang Ling stared at Chen Ping with a pair of lively eyes.

Such a big noise on the street naturally attracted the attention of the yamen runners in the city. Several yamen runners with knives pushed everyone away and walked up.

After seeing the yamen runners, the man on the ground shouted: "Several officials, this murderer hurt people in the street, breaking my legs."

The yamen runner looked at the man on the ground and knew him as the young man from a wealthy family in the city. He gave them a lot of benefits on weekdays, and no one nearby knew him.

With a tacit understanding, the yamen runners didn't care about so much. They looked at Chen Ping coldly and said to their companions around them: "Take it down!"

Several yamen runners walked towards Chen Ping fiercely!

They have done a lot of such things, just a country boy, and have no power and power. As long as things are done, their benefits will naturally be indispensable.

"Official, PM, we didn't hit anyone, he fell down by himself!"

Uncle Li hurriedly came up and prepared to negotiate with the yamen runners.

Since ancient times, the people have not fought with officials, and this is the same in any world.

Uncle Li looks humble in his outfit, so how could the yamen runners take him seriously?

"Old guy, get out of here and take it away with you!"

The rude words of the yamen runners fell into Chen Ping's ears, which increased the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart a little more.

In the world of ordinary people, there is no world where there is no world where monks are not good, and kind people may not necessarily have a good ending.

The kind of calm that Chen Ping experienced during this period only existed in Lijia Village.

"Why!"

With a gentle sigh, the yamen runners suddenly realized that their feet were like roots growing and they could not take a step forward.

"No matter how innocent you are, even the old man is bullying. This layer of dog skin on you is really a waste."

Chen Ping's quiet words fell into the ears of these yamen runners, like a thunder.

Their inactive bodies and the terror on their faces made the people around them realize something.

Even the men on the ground thought in horror that when he kicked it, it was like he kicked it on a mountain.

Uncle Li was not far away, especially as he watched the yamen runners coming fiercely, and then he stopped for no reason. Their feet were still hanging, but they could not fall.

Such a scene proves something!

Uncle Li can never forget that Chen Ping fell from thunder and lightning that day, and Liu Chen, who fell from the sky, must have a very simple identity.
Chapter completed!