Seventeen steps.

This is the distance in Lu Ping's eyes.

From him to the hoisted Mawson, there were seventeen more steps.

That's the only thing he's concerned about, and he's only here to save people.

The two guys standing high on the boulder seemed to be shouting something, but Lu Ping didn't listen to a word.

His hearing was sharp, keen enough to hear the sound of the flow of the power of the spirit, so Lu Ping would not waste his energy on the voices of those two guys yelling.

Seventeen steps, sixteen steps, fifteen steps!

After blasting away the two soldiers, Lu Ping took the opportunity to grab two steps, but there were many opponents. Some of them were waiting for them before, and some of them came out of nowhere at this time, like a tide, surging towards Luping.

But Lu Ping ignored it, and in his eyes, there were only the remaining fifteen steps. rushed up to one person, ten people, or a hundred people, and what he had to complete was still these fifteen steps.

Lu Ping stepped out again, and two bright steel knives, and the sound of rolling up the strength of the spirit came to him.

The blade is sharp, but the sound of the power of the spirit is really not good. The soldiers of the garrison army had only mastered some superficial cultivation methods, and most of them only stayed in the realm of perception.

The Spirit of Strength is a Triple Heaven or a Quadruple Heaven?

Lu Ping found that he couldn't judge for a while, after his "Hearing Spirit" ability was revealed, almost all of the people he dealt with and fought against were cultivators of the Penetrating Realm, the Perception Realm, and he had not accumulated any experience at this level.

But it doesn't matter, this kind of Cheng dù's opponent, using "Tinglu" seems a bit wasteful.

Low body. Lunge!

The fifteenth step out. This step is worth one and a half steps. The two slashing soldiers felt a flash in front of them. Two bright steel knives had already slashed behind Lu Ping. With his speed, Lu Ping passed through the foolproof head-on slash that the two of them thought they were cooperating.

There are still thirteen and a half steps.

Lu Ping looked ahead, not wanting to pay attention to the behind, but there was a voice that he couldn't ignore coming from the diagonal back of his body.

This is the voice he is familiar with, the voice that only the courage to complete the breakthrough will have, and this is the killer that the other party really uses to deal with them. The soldiers of the garrison are nothing more than cover, a huge trench between the realm of perception and the realm of penetration. It's not something that can be made up for by the number of people.

Come!

In Lu Ping's consciousness, all attacks were sounds. The sound of this blow, clear, but weak, was obviously a good assassin, waiting for such an opportunity to sneak attack.

But Lu Ping still didn't turn around.

Although the other party hid well and moved lightly, it was not fast enough. If there is not enough speed, then there is not enough threat. Lu Ping's hearing was more accurate than his viewing. So he doesn't have to look back to be sure.

So he continued on, and was met with soldiers in the way. But Lu Ping didn't even stretch out his hand, and with his body, he knocked the oncoming soldiers into the air.

It's not that he doesn't care to use his hands, it's that he wants to use them where they need to be. Further ahead, another soldier resounded with the sound of the Penetrating Realm, and Lu Ping's hand was specially left for him.

Punch out!

Naruto's spirit was like a voice, coming from Lu Ping's fist, and the distance of one step spread throughout the soldier's body.

The soldier's eyes widened.

He is not an ordinary soldier, more precisely, he is not a soldier at all.

He is a secret agent of the City Lord's Mansion, a true cultivator who has a single soul. He pretended to be an ordinary soldier, just to use the weak strength of ordinary soldiers to hide the threat he could bring. This is the deployment of Wei Meng and Wei Hu, and there are many secret agents like him who pretend to be ordinary soldiers.

But right now, he wondered if there was any point in such a pretence. He pretended to be a soldier very responsibly, wanting to wait for the right opportunity to make a move, but as a result, he really wanted to be like a weak man, and was sent away by Lu Ping's punch. From beginning to end, Lu Ping didn't even look at him squarely.

Of course, he didn't know that Lu Ping didn't use to watch the threat, but to listen.

Of course, he didn't know that Lu Ping had already noticed that he was not a weak person, so he specially prepared such a punch for him.

He didn't know it, so he fell very depressed, and he felt that his sacrifice was really worthless.

Lu Ping had already taken another three and a half steps forward, ten steps away from his goal, and there were more people who wanted him to come, in front of him, behind him, on the left, on the right.

Some of them are ordinary soldiers who don't need to be taken seriously, but there are also a lot of Penetrating Realm killers who can pose a lot of threats to him. But the biggest threat at this time comes from the head.

The two guys who didn't know what they were shouting at the top of the boulder before finally got into action. The attack that flew down made Lu Ping quickly feel that they were extraordinary, and this voice was at least above the double spirit.

Lu Ping's movements were really fast, and they had already started before they even took a look when they came up. Wei Meng and Wei Hu could only swallow back some of the words that they had been preparing for a long time, and just like that, by the time they started, Lu Ping's seventeen steps had already completed seven steps.

"It's not that easy!"

"Rampant!"

The two of them, who saw Lu Ping's purpose, screamed angrily and flew down from the stone. One punches, one kicks, one blocks Lu Ping's front road, and the other cuts off Lu Ping's retreat, and Lu Ping must be put into a dilemma.

But in Lu Ping's eyes, a dilemma? In this dilemma, isn't it better to follow your own purpose and move forward?

Rush!

Lu Ping continued to rush forward, and what stopped him was a punch. Wei Meng, Wei Hu, Lu Ping didn't care, he didn't look at his opponent's face at all, he was only listening carefully to the voice of the opponent's punch.

This voice, like a flying stream, responded to the momentum and shape of the opponent's attack.

It's hard to hide, you can't hide, you can only bump!

Lu Ping raised his hand, clenched his fist, and was about to swing it away, when another sharp sound passed through his ears.

Wind.

Listen directly to the sound of the ear, it is the sound of the wind.

The sound that the soul perceives is also the sound of the wind.

The roar of the flying stream seemed to have lost its surging momentum in this fierce wind, and the attack suddenly withered.

Lupin's clenched fist let go, knowing that the obstacle had been broken.

Chu Min, Wind Drill.

The attack of the three spirits through the strong man is enough for Wei Meng to drink a pot, where does he have the strength to continue the attack on Lu Ping?

A few steps passed in a flash.

Whether it was the soldiers who rushed up in the open air, or the spies who lurked among the soldiers and wanted to do something secretly, they were all left behind by Lu Ping. Not just because he's fast, but because he can hear everyone's intentions perfectly.

There were still five steps left, but there was not much in front of him. After the swarming encirclement attack was broken through, the rear was instead a large emptiness.

Lu Ping raised his head, looked at Mo Sen who was hanging in the air, looking dying, and jumped up. Five steps away, and this height, he was ready to solve it in this jump, but when the person was in the air, Lu Ping suddenly heard a new voice.

The voice of the power of the spirit was not behind him, not on the left and right, but in the direction he was rushing towards. There, there was only Mawson who was hanging. (To be continued......)