Chapter 1269: Homesickness

Kyoto.

The entire Kyoto martial arts world, even the entire martial arts forum, has exploded.

The news that Chen Ping was killed by Ning Hai had already spread.

Chen Ping can be said to be the person with the highest popularity in the martial arts world recently. Now Chen Ping has been killed.

Some people expressed regret, while others reveled in misfortune.

Inside the Kyoto Hojo Temple!

Mr. Shi sat in the chair, silent as death, but his face was frighteningly cold.

Zhao Wujie and Captain Xing Jun of the law enforcement team stood on one side, neither daring to speak.

The entire Fǔfǎgé was filled with a suffocating atmosphere.

Recently, Mr. Shi has frequently been at the Hufa Pavilion, which has put a lot of pressure on Zhao Wuji, the pavilion master.

"How is that possible How could this be Chen Ping shouldn't have died so easily."

"I won't misread him."

Mr. Shi muttered to himself.

"Mr. Shi, this news was indeed spread by Ning Hai himself, and he even spread several photos..."

And with Ning Hai's strength, Mr. Chen was indeed not his opponent. As a veteran martial arts master, even if Mr. Chen had exceptional talent, he would find it difficult to defeat Ning Hai.

Zha Wuji said, opening the Martial Arts Forum and finding several photos of Chen Ping posted by Ning Dailong.

Looking at the photo above, Chen Ping's appearance is pitiful.

It's clearly dead.

Mr. Shi looked at Chen Ping's photo and fell silent. After a while, he said to Xing Jun, "Captain Xing, tell me about your recent findings."

"Mr. Shi, recently evil cultivators have been appearing everywhere, and they are becoming more frequent. Some evil cultivator organizations are even openly promoting themselves and recruiting disciples."

"This time, I also destroyed several evil cultivator organizations. However, these were just some small sects. I haven't seen any trace of those larger evil cultivator sects."

However, looking at the past few years, recently some activities of evil cultivation have indeed become more frequent.a mass of flesh and blood, the ground covered in gore.Ning Zhi looked at the black copper robe on the ground that had become a puddle of mud, his eyes filled with disbelief!Ning Zhi's hand gripped the...