Chapter Ninety-One: If You Can't Beat It, You Want to Run

This!

Tianshan Tong's grandmother was completely panicked, a wind listening knife was still so difficult, and now so many wind listening knives appeared at the same time, how could he be embarrassed.

Sure enough, the blades released by so many wind-listening knives were even more powerful than the knives released by the previous wind-listening knives, and the number was even more amazing.

was so shocked that Tianshan Tong's eyelids began to beat uncontrollably, and her heart sank.

"Boy, although your sword skills are exquisite, in the end it is just a cultivation of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm. What can I do? ”

Tianshan Tong sneered, conceitedly thinking that she would be able to crush it into peace with the cultivation of the great grandmaster.

"Tianshan folds plum hands!"

After Tianshan Tong's grandmother snorted, she wanted to bully herself at this moment, wanting to kill Cheng Ping with one move.

Tianshan Zhenmei's hand is like a huge iron tongs, opening this huge opening, towards Cheng Ping'an, the huge iron tongs stubbornly squeezed out a hole in the wind knife suspended above.

"Fight!"

The countless wind-listening knives seemed to hear Cheng Ping'an's order, and suddenly let out bursts of knife groans, and countless swords shot out in response, moving forward.

At this moment, these swords were like dead corpses, and they slammed into the Tianshan Tong Grandma.

Seeing this, Tianshan Tong's eyelids jumped, and a familiar feeling arose.

"Who are you, the jade-faced scholar? What is your relationship with him? ”

As he spoke, the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand used by the Tianshan Tong Grandmother began to shake non-stop under the attack of countless knives, these knives were like a group of hungry wolves, constantly devouring the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, although the power of these knives was not enough to shake the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand in a short period of time, but it could not withstand the large number of knives.

In an instant, the entire bottom of the heavenly dungeon was shaken and crumbling by the impact of these two domineering forces.

"Loulan slash!"

Cheng Ping'an did not respond to Tianshan Tong's doubts, but used his strongest killing move-Loulan Slash.

In an instant, countless wind-listening knives quickly converged and turned into a huge wind-listening knife, and then the huge wind-listening knife turned into a streamer and flew into the air.

Bursts!

The sound of metal colliding was endless, and the wind knife was like a mountain slashing down in the air.

"No!"

An inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly came to her heart, Tianshan Tong's grandmother suddenly shouted, her palms kept dancing at this moment, and the true qi in her body was also frantically condensed at this moment, and a vitality mass comparable to the size of a skull was born, and her palms suddenly pushed, and she came out of her hands in an instant.

Thundered!

The vitality wave is from the bottom to the top, listening to the wind and knife light falling, and the two are in close contact, as if Mars has hit the earth.

Between the collisions, the huge wind-listening knife was like chopping melons and vegetables, cutting through the Tiangang vitality used by Tianshan Tong's grandmother little by little.

Seeing this, Tianshan Tong's face changed greatly, and an inexplicable chill went straight from her anus to Tianlinggai, and beads of sweat like raindrops also crawled all over Tianshan Tong's face at a speed visible to the naked eye at this time.

"No ......"

"It's not scientific!"

Obviously, the combat power shown by Cheng Ping'an was far beyond the scope of his cognition, and in his cognition, the Celestial Realm could not be the opponent of the Great Grandmaster.

Pity!

Today, Cheng Ping'an completely refreshed his cognition.

Looking at Tiangang's vitality for long, Tianshan Tong's grandmother couldn't help but be shocked, and her heart was about to beat to her throat.

When she was shocked, Tianshan Tong's grandmother suddenly showed a fierce light, and when Tiangang's vitality had not yet collapsed, she stepped out suddenly, and the whole person rushed forward with this force.

"Do you want to run if you can't beat it?"

"Then you have to leave something behind!"

Seeing this, Cheng Ping'an had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he no longer looked at the strength of the stalemate between the two sides, but jumped into the air and picked up a broken sword from the ground casually.

Roll sideways.

Flutter!

Yes!

In the next second, I only heard a pig-killing scream in the air.

"Cheng Ping'an, you wait for me, I will come back again!"

The broken sword thrown by Cheng Ping'an directly removed one of the right arms of Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and immediately, under the effect of residual strength, the broken sword was embedded in the stone wall of the heavenly prison.

Tianshan Tong's grandmother endured the severe pain on her body, picked up the broken arm on the ground, and disappeared in place.

Flutter!

Although Cheng Ping'an defeated Tianshan Tong with his amazing talent, he himself was not comfortable, and at this moment he suddenly felt that all his internal organs began to turn over the river and the sea.

After enduring it for a while, Cheng Ping'an finally spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Peace!"

"Are you alright?"

Looking at Cheng Ping'an's depressed face, Liu Qingqing's heart was like a knife, it wasn't that she didn't want to make a move. It's that she clearly knows that her action will not only not help Cheng Ping'an, but will also drag him down.

"Leave me alone, I can't die for a while!"

"Go and burn all this grain and grass!"

Cheng Ping'an pushed Liu Qingqing away and said coldly.

Cheng Ping'an knew that now was not the time to ask for warmth, maybe the rebels already knew about the prison, and when they arrived, it would be too late to leave.

"Oh......"

Hearing this, Liu Qingqing remembered the purpose of their trip.

Immediately, he took out a fire fold from his waist and lit the neatly stacked grain and grass around him one by one.

"Go ......"

While speaking, Liu Qingqing helped the weak Cheng Ping'an and limped out of the prison.

Don army camp.

At this moment, it was already the middle of the day, and there was still no fire coming from Chang'an City, and Li Hao and the others were flustered in their hearts.

"Could it be that Cheng Ping'an was discovered?"

"Have they been caught?"

There was constant speculation in everyone's minds.

The hour is there!

It's three quarters!

……

A moment is coming.

"Marshal, look!"

Li Guangbi pointed in the direction of Chang'an and snored.

As soon as these words came out, Li Hao, who had already held out no hope, looked in the direction pointed by Li Guangbi, and saw a red halo in the sky, illuminating the entire dark night sky.

"It must be Cheng Ping'an, they succeeded!"

"General Cheng really didn't disappoint Ben Shuai!"

Li Hao was overjoyed when he saw this, and the heart that was hanging was put down heavily, if Cheng Ping'an really failed, he could only force the siege of the city.

Chang'an City, inside the Imperial Palace.

The news of the burning of grain and grass soon reached An Lushan's ears, and An Lushan was immediately furious.

The grain and grass were burned, and the rebels defending the city were completely panicked, without food and grass, what would they do to defend this Chang'an City!

All the soldiers on the city tower looked in the direction of Dali Temple, and their eyes had begun to become dull.

"What does the guard of Dali Temple do to eat? Didn't An Qingxu promise me that nothing would go wrong? Why was it so easy for them to get their hands on it? ”

An Lushan roared angrily.

The frightened ministers were dumbfounded, and no one dared to speak. Answering the call at this time is tantamount to sending yourself to the muzzle of An Lushan's gun.