Chapter 57: I Want to Send Charcoal in the Snow Three
In the past, Lu Shaoan walked the rivers and lakes, and the farthest distance was not out of the radiation range of the forces of Ping'an City, so some people who knew his details would naturally give him three points of thin noodles.
And he is not a fool, some people who can't afford to offend, he will honestly give way.
Therefore, his experience in the rivers and lakes and his actual combat level can be said to be spicy, as soon as he got started, he immediately began to be in danger, and in less than a few moves, he was already in danger, forcing the other three to start burning their blood and resist.
The few people behind Lu Shao'an are extremely strong in the Innate Great Perfection, and they have already begun to burn their essence and blood at this moment, and the momentum between them is even greater, but no matter how strong they are, they can't be stronger than the masters of the Grandmaster Realm.
Lu Shaoan's ability is mediocre, and his character is also a little indecisive.
At this time, he either fought or fled, but he was entangled here, not knowing what to do.
Over there, his three guards had already tried their best, and even used the means of burning essence blood, so they pulled the other two people to accompany the burial, but unfortunately in the end, it was still useless.
There were too many people on Old Ghost Duan's side, and Lu Shao'an himself couldn't do much at all, so in less than half an hour, the loyal uncle and the two guards behind him were already seriously injured.
"Childe, you run first!
Lu Shaoan's mouth opened, not knowing what to say, but his steps didn't move.
He is not his father's kind of hero, one person is enough to dominate the world, to be honest, even if it is his brothers, there is no one who is not better than him, he can have his current status, it is completely just by landing Ping'an's love, if there is no this, he is nothing!
He is still young and has a good life, and he doesn't want to die in the hands of villains like Duan Laogui.
But it also made Lu Shaoan abandon these three brothers who had been desperately guarding him, and Lu Shaoan couldn't do this kind of thing.
Lu Shaoan's ability is mediocre, and his character is also a little indecisive.
At this time, he either fought or fled, but he was entangled here, not knowing what to do.
Over there, his three guards had already tried their best, and even used the means of burning essence blood, so they pulled the other two people to accompany the burial, but unfortunately in the end, it was still useless.
The two guards died in battle, and the loyal uncle fell to the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Old Ghost Duan gasped, two martial artists who were not weak in the Innate Realm Great Perfection and burned their essence and blood were really masters who could threaten the Grandmaster Realm.
He didn't understand it, just with Lu Ping'an's small favors, what kind of life did these guys fight.
Looking at the isolated Lu Shao'an, Duan Lao Ghost laughed and said coldly: "Little rabbit cub, I didn't expect it, you also have today, it doesn't matter if you can't kill your father, it won't be long before he dies, but I can't kill him with my own hands, before he dies, I want to give him the head of his favorite son, I think he will be satisfied!"
Tsk, Lu Ping'an, the cloud-turning hand, what a domineering name, but this name has been stained with the blood of many people such as me, and he also deserves it today.
They are all people with blood on their hands, who is more noble than whom!
Looking at the old ghost Duan who came step by step, with a hideous smile on his face, Lu Shaoan was full of despair at this time, there was a great terror between life and death, although he didn't want to admit it, but Lu Shaoan felt that if he knelt down at this moment and could live, he might really ......
Just when Lu Shaoan was already desperate to the extreme, a voice came from behind: "A group of chickens and dog thieves, why don't you dare to say that in front of the city lord of Lu?"
No matter what the city lord Lu is, at least he is an old man who is bright and upright, and has the spirit of my generation of people in the rivers and lakes, where is it like you guys, jumping off the beam clown!"
Wang Ting changed into the robes of a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect and revealed his true face.
At this time, Wang Ting's body revealed a master aura of the Grandmaster Realm, and the powerful sword qi emanated as he walked, cutting through the space and attracting people's attention.
The faces of Old Ghost Duan and the others suddenly became solemn.
There are only two martial artists from the Grandmaster Realm who have intact strength on their side, and they don't care if they come just an ordinary martial artist, but the person in front of them clearly looks like I am not easy to mess with, a kendo grandmaster, which makes Duan Lao Ghost and the others look sunk.
Old Ghost Duan's pupils shrank and he snorted coldly: "Disciple of the Holy Sword Sect, who are you? Judging by your age, you should not have anything to do with Lu Ping'an, why did you force your way out here!"
Wang Ting said lightly: "I have nothing to do with the City Lord Lu, and even I am not a good person!"
"But if you want to seek revenge on the City Lord of Lu, then why don't you dare to go to the City Lord of Lu openly and honestly to make a war post? What kind of ability is it to bully the son of the City Lord of Lu here, but I, Wang Ting, can't get used to seeing you gang of chickens and dog thieves showing off your power here!"
Let me go away, you deserve it too?
Being insulted by Wang Ting's nose, Old Ghost Duan's face changed suddenly, and he shouted: "Little rabbit cub of the Holy Sword Sect, you are looking for death!"
As soon as the words fell, Old Ghost Duan directly slammed into his palm, and the pitch-black vitality exploded, and his palm power contained devouring power, which ordinary Grandmaster Realm martial artists couldn't resist at all.
Obsidian!
In the past, this old ghost was also a famous martial artist in Ping'an City, and his cultivation in the realm of a grandmaster was extremely profound, and his exercises were evil and vicious, and ordinary people did not dare to be enemies with him.
Wang Ting snorted coldly, and the Cross Quick Sword and Fufeng Sword Technique were used one after another, and his body moved like a ghost walking at night, rushing towards Old Ghost Duan.
While......
With a loud bang, the Yunxiao Sword Qi in Wang Ting's hand burst out three zhang, and with a sword slash, it directly tore apart Duan Old Ghost's Yuan Force and slammed into Duan Old Ghost's arms.
Old Ghost Duan's expression was ugly, and his arms couldn't help but tremble.
"Heavenly Sword Twelve!"
Old Ghost Duan's face showed a hint of horror, he was not an ordinary person, although the Heavenly Sword Twelve of the Holy Sword Sect was famous in the Northern Regions was not too advanced in martial arts, but not everyone could cultivate, today he could be regarded as having seen a sword master who had become the Twelve Heavenly Sword Sects.
And Lu Shaoan, who was behind Wang Ting, showed a look of expectation, he didn't expect that someone would come out to save him when he was desperate.
Under the great sorrow and joy, he was a little skeptical about life, why life is always so twists and turns.
And at this moment, the old ghost Duan, who was repelled by Wang Ting's sword, and the other only remaining grandmaster, joined hands to come together, and the powerful and evil Yuan Force had already bombarded behind Wang Ting.
The palm power was terrifying, and as soon as it came into contact with Wang Ting's protective vitality, it made a corrosive sound of "snort".
In the next moment, Wang Ting's whole body was stunned, and his speed was three points faster.
The Yin Evil Palm Power did not affect Wang Ting, but instead made Wang Ting wave a sword, and his body rushed in front of that person in an instant, and with a cold sword, the Grandmaster flew out!
The previous Duan Old Ghost cultivator was also a master in the middle of the Grandmaster Realm, but this Master Realm master was only worthy of entering the early stage, far inferior to Duan Old Ghost, where did he have the ability to fight with Wang Ting, and he was knocked away with only one sword.
Old Ghost Duan's eyelids jumped, if he hadn't wasted so much effort and hadn't killed Lu Shao'an, he would have been unwilling, and he would have wanted to retreat at this moment.
But Wang Ting didn't intend to give them a chance, and his figure rushed towards the Grandmaster Realm master, and he was about to kill him with a sword.