Chapter 2039: The Autumn Mountain Racing God
. There's no way he would be related to the Su family…"Li Dongmei didn't believe it. Chen Ping was just an ordinary person, someone who had just come out of prison. How could he possibly be connected...Everyone waited silently, no one speaking, and no one knew what they were waiting for, but they just waited…
With a blast of the whistle, several race cars shot off like mad!
Autumn Mountain is all winding roads, but these race cars don't slow down. Instead, they constantly begin to drift through the turns!
A young man with yellow hair is far ahead of the first place!
Through the rearview mirror, he saw the car he had left far behind. Huang Mao smiled.
Brush…
Just then, Huang Mao only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and immediately a figure flashed past his car!
The yellow-haired man was so scared that he almost drove the car into the cliff beside him!
The yellow-haired boy, with a look of shock on his face, rubbed his eyes vigorously, his eyes filled with terror!
For he saw clearly that it was a human being.
Could a person's running speed actually be faster than their race car
Just as Huang Mao was about to see who it was, he discovered that the person had already run far away...
And at the same time, Shimazu Genya within Shimazu Shrine suddenly opened his eyes.
"Here I come..."
Dao Zuo Xuan Ye slowly stood up and walked out, while the ten masters of sorcery followed closely behind!
When Dao Zuo Xuan Ye walked out of the shrine, he discovered a figure had slowly made its way to the mountaintop and was standing before him!
This person is wearing neat sportswear, only in their early twenties. Their face is calm and expressionless!
At first glance, he looks like a morning runner!
But the island's left Xuan Ye felt from this person a huge threat!
And this person is Chen Ping!
Facing hundreds of samurai already gathered in the square, Chen Ping walked towards Sado Nobuyuki like taking a leisurely stroll, feeling the rising sun bathe him in its warmth, step by step.
Hundreds of samurai's eyes were all focused on Chen Ping alone!
Just as Chen Ping took a few steps forward, dozens of warriors drew their swords and instantly surrounded him. These men had cold eyes, agile movements, and the samurai swords in their hands glinted menacingly in the sunlight!
These warriors' strength is comparable to that of a Great Martial Saint. Such individuals, if placed casually in the mortal realm, could easily become overlords of a region!
But now dozens of warriors comparable to great martial arts masters surround Chen Ping, yet not a shred of emotion can be seen on his face!
Because these people were like ants to him!
Even not as good as an ant...stoppedChen Ping was very puzzled, but at this time he also knew that with his current strength, if he truly entered the cultivation world, he would probably be no better than an ant. He had always bl...