Is it really worth taking such a big risk for the sake of a volume of solipsistic divine skills? Although Lu Ping'an and Murong Xingyun have an old relationship, just like before, the favor is personal to the two of them, and it has nothing to do with him.

Even if he turned his head and left, Lu Ping'an couldn't say anything, at most, the nodding friend before was completely broken.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Ting still decided to make a move, first, to sell Murong Xingyun's favor, and second, once he really let this Lu Shaoan ascend to the position of city lord, then as his savior, this favor would be valuable.

In this kind of troubled world, whether it is a good person or a bad person, it is the strong who really lives to the end.

As long as this Lu Shaoan does not die for a day, he is still the master of this safe city, and he will also be a strong help in the future.

Wang Ting's joining Lu Shao'an's command by himself and having a life-saving grace for Lu Shao'an, and being recruited again are fundamentally two concepts.

At this time, Lu Shaoan and the others below were in danger, but Wang Ting still did not make a move.

Now is not the most dangerous time for Lu Shaoan and others, sending charcoal in the snow is definitely more impressive than icing on the cake!

The old ghost Duan who was fighting below had a gloomy expression, and said with a sneer: "Boy, I see that your exercises are also the way of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Sect, and if you leave, I won't embarrass you, how about it?"

Hearing this, the black-robed sect master's face changed, his face was struggling, and finally he looked stunned, turned back to Lu Shao'an and said, "Little boy, forgive me for not having enough strength...... Farewell!"

Lu Shao'an's expression was heavy, and now that the only Grandmaster Realm on his side had fled, he could only stare at the black robe fiercely, but he didn't know how to speak.

The next moment, the situation was even more precarious, Lu Shao'an's cultivation was far inferior to Duan Lao Ghost and others, if it weren't for the warriors behind him who were loyal to him and guarded him without fear of death, I am afraid that Lu Shao'an would have died here.

Wang Ting's expression was indifferent, and he would not believe that Lu Ping'an's favorite youngest son would have nothing to save his life.

Sure enough, although Lu Shaoan and the others below were suppressed by the other party, they reached the last moment.

Lu Ping'an and the others took out a painting, which immediately turned things around.

Lu Ping'an has made countless friends, and Ping'an City is located at the junction, with several big forces coming and going, and there are many people in the rivers and lakes who have received his favors.

This picture scroll was a gift from a strong man of the Great Xia Dynasty to Lu Ping'an, which could be used to defend against the enemy, and he gave it to Lu Shao'an.

It's not too cumbersome, and once the scroll is unfolded, the vitality naturally gathers in it.

Show an amazing atmosphere, thousands of miles of rivers!

A picture scroll swept across the sky, shrouding the curtain of the sky, and an invisible force crushed it, terrifying, invisibly enveloping a heaven and earth. Duan Lao Ghost and the others seemed to be carrying a big mountain on their backs.

A trace of heaven and earth power that the master of the Grandmaster Realm could rely on was cut off.

In the picture scroll, the vitality was swaying, and the swords, guns, swords, and halberds formed by the convergence of the Dao vitality attacked Duan Lao Ghost and the others, and with the power of this picture scroll, in an instant, the martial artists on Duan Lao Ghost's side were strangled to more than a dozen people, stopping them in it.

Lu Shaoan's face showed pain, but his figure did not dare to shout without the slightest hesitation: "Uncle Zhong, go quickly!"

Someone on Duan Laogui and the others was dissatisfied: "Old ghost, what the hell are you doing? Didn't you say that you are very clear about Lu Shaoan's details!"

"At the beginning, you said that you were sure to kill that Lu Shao'an, but what is going on now? If you really let Lu Shao'an return to Ping'an City alive, will you be able to withstand Lu Ping'an's anger when the time comes? We didn't reveal our identities, but you will be miserable at that time!"

Old Ghost Duan snorted coldly: "Who knew that this Lu Ping'an would still carry so many hole cards when he went out of the door, if you had been more decisive and rushed up before, how could you let Lu Ping'an escape now?"

"And this time you have already made a move, then don't be half-hearted, what about Ping'an City? Out of here, it's not a fart, if you really have such a strong strength, you will be Lu Ping'an will shrink here?"

Before I started, I had already received the news of the Demon Wolf Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Sect, and I had already said that as long as we could get Lu Ping'an's head, he would be able to keep us, and he would have to have exercises, resources and resources!"

The demon wolf ancestor that Duan Lao Ghost said was a famous strong man in the Demon Dao in the past, who had suffered losses at the hands of Lu Ping'an in the early years, and was chased and killed by Lu Ping'an for 8,000 miles, burning ninety percent of the qi and blood in his body to survive, and when he heard that he was discovered, he had become a dry corpse.

Wang Ting, who was standing on the treetops, sneered in his heart, Demon Dao martial artists don't live long, because they are too capable of causing trouble, they cultivate quickly, and they die quickly, but without exception, those who can survive are all ordinary characters.

If the Demon Wolf Ancestor really had the courage to protect them, why didn't he send the disciples and masters of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Sect under his own sect to come, and instead fooled the old ghost Duan to chase them down?

If they really let them kill Lu Shao'an, Lu Ping'an will be furious, and now these people are afraid that none of them will survive, and the demon wolf ancestor who was beaten into a dead dog by Lu Ping'an many years ago will dare to fart when the time comes?

These guys are too rough in their methods, and they have used several times as many people to chase down Lu Shao'an without success, if Wang Ting is allowed to exert it, this kind of crushing power has not killed the other party, then Wang Ting can commit suicide.

But now Wang Ting has to add fire to them.

If you don't drive Lu Shaoan to a dead end, how can you show the importance of his charcoal in the snow?

As soon as Chu Xiu's figure moved, the ghost shadow was unleashed, and in an instant, his figure was like a ghost, and it appeared in front of Duan Lao Ghost and the others very abruptly.

Old Ghost Duan and the others were complaining to each other, and a person suddenly appeared in front of them, which immediately startled them.

At this time, Wang Ting was dressed in black, his face was covered with a black cloth, and his whole body was tightly wrapped and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

"What man!?"

Old Ghost Duan and the others immediately pulled out their weapons and looked at Wang Ting with fierce eyes.

"Of course it's the people who came to help you, don't you want to kill Lu Shao'an?" Wang Ting's voice was a little hoarse.

Next to Old Ghost Duan, a young man with a knife snorted coldly: "Secretive, sneaky, what kind of calculations are you having? Lao Tzu hates people like you the most!"

As soon as the words fell, the strong man slashed directly at Wang Ting, and in an instant, the black Yuan Force roared, and the blood-colored light was swirling on the shadow of the knife, obviously drinking a lot of human blood.

Wang Ting took a step forward lightly, the Yunxiao Sword in his hand was unsheathed, and in an instant, the killing intent that poured out of the sea of corpses and blood made people's hearts even more chilling. Old Ghost Duan and the others could only see a silver-white sword gleaming through, almost to the extreme.

Yunxiao's sword qi exploded violently, the hideous killing intent and scarlet blood covered everything, and in an instant, the young man's sword qi was torn, and even the knife in his hand was cut off, his body retreated dozens of meters, fell to the ground, and a trace of blood bloomed from his eyebrows.

Burst...

The whole person was split into two parts, the body was torn apart, the internal organs were mixed, and blood flowed all over the ground.