Han didn't hurt this person.

With a rough appearance and a huge body, he looks like a fierce general embryo with unparalleled battle arrays.

The impression is, as has always been, that is, simple-minded and well-developed limbs.

In addition, since he opened a martial arts hall in Xingqing Mansion, he has been indisputable everywhere, kind to others, and seems to have a good temper, so even his disciples don't think how powerful his master is.

Or rather, how smart.

In fact, Chen Ping saw through it at a glance.

This person is reckless on the outside and beautiful on the inside, and his heart is as careful as hair.

Therefore, on this trip, all the things of the thieves in the city were entrusted to this uncle.

Moreover, let him have full authority to supervise the warriors in the city, carefully weigh them apart, and find out the details. In particular, those who gathered a crowd to cause rebellion were registered and interrogated one by one, but those who had two hearts were all captured and killed.

This matter has been almost done.

Han Wuxian has already found out the two gang gathering dens, as well as the suspects of the seven merchant stores, and is preparing to wait for Chen Ping to come back, and after reporting it, he will launch it again and catch them all.

He hadn't had time to do it yet.

Chen Ping and his entourage, returning from the Mixed Yuan Sect, actually gave him the biggest surprise.

Jianghu people, the world's affairs, the most important thing is to improve their own strength.

In Han Wu's sad heart, there is another second important thing, that is, the family is harmonious and beautiful, and the sect is prosperous.

This time, it can be said that the regrets and ideals of life are all satisfied for him.

At that moment, he was as happy as a child, and he grabbed his wife and asked him carefully three times, and Sima Rou was impatient with the question, so that his ears were red, and he pulled down his face beautifully, and begged Chen Ping's little nephew to give him a Taoist seed.

Next, not surprisingly, he is the second master of the Mixed Yuan Sect to break through the Mixed Yuan Golden Body.

Like the former head Sun Yun, he is only one step away from the consummation of his golden body.

From here, it can be seen how excellent Han Wuxian's body bone endowment is.

The third second elder Yu Zhixian, who broke through the Golden Body Dacheng, was a little worse than the two of them, just now the Golden Body Dacheng, there was still a lot of distance from consummation, it is estimated that if he continues to practice at this speed, within three months, he can break through to the consummation realm.

Actually, it's pretty good.

Don't talk about other people, just say that Han is not injured.

If anyone is in the best mood, it must be him.

For a moment, he even felt that his life had reached this point, and he was unshakable.

At the banquet, not only did he not feel that Chen Ping had robbed him of the limelight, but instead sat in the middle hall, smiling like an old man, with a stupid face.

If it weren't for his strong physique, he might have drunk himself before the dish was finished.

Then, the Assassin appeared.

actually used evil means to use the female disciples of his own martial arts hall as a trust to assassinate Chen Ping.

Although there was no danger, the assassin himself was also caught by Chen Ping by the tail and chased out of the city.

Han Wushu was still shocked into a cold sweat.

Boundless anger welled up in my heart, mixed with some grief and self-blame.

"This is my dereliction of duty, if it weren't for the fact that I relaxed my vigilance for a while, so that people could take advantage of it, how could such a bad assassination incident happen, sure enough, those city fox society rats, chickens and dog thieves in the city should all be killed, and they must not be left behind."

His face sank like water.

At the sound of an order, thousands of people immediately divided into three directions and swept away.

Soon, far and near, shouts of killing sounded.

……

"This uncle, he is too stable in doing things, which is a good thing and a bad thing."

Chen Ping tapped the tall building on tiptoe, and his figure turned into an afterimage, clinging to the assassin's back.

There is also leisure to use telepathy to observe the movement in the city.

After laying down more than fifty Dao seeds, he found that his telepathy had improved one step further.

The power of the mind grows all the time.

The thirty zhang square circle around the body is very detailed, and all the emotional fluctuations are clearly grasped, not to mention negative emotions such as killing intent and malice.

In his telepathy, it is as bright as a torch, and it is extremely dazzling.

I have to say that the light skills of the assassins in front of me are really good.

With the cultivation of the peak of the late congenital stage, urging light power, like a meteor cutting through the sky, there is almost no need to borrow force from everywhere, just the internal circulation of true gas, and you can jump out of dozens of zhang to a hundred zhang in one breath.

This light skill seems to be the same level of exercise as his own butterfly dance and swallow back, but it is five or six times faster than the original flower picking thief.

The cultivation is different, the true qi that urges light power is different, and the speed and flexibility are naturally different.

However, for Chen Ping, although the other party did a lot of effort, he didn't pay attention to it.

If he really wants to use all his strength to use Butterfly Dance Yanhui and Seven Star Steps, he is sure that within three or five breaths, he will be able to chase and capture the opponent.

After all, he has already broken through the realm of the Great Grandmaster, even if he is a great master with qi and blood urging light power, he is not as dexterous as the true qi urging, and in terms of speed and reaction, he is not inferior to the true qi integration great master who can integrate into the vitality of heaven and earth to pull the infinite potential.

The snickering joy in his heart told him that this man thought he had a plan, and he was rejoicing while fleeing.

"I'll let you, be happy for a while, it's best, the ambush soldiers you kill are stronger."

Chen Ping's eyes were indifferent, looking at the back of this person, it was like seeing a dead person.

"However, the escape is too light, and the butt is cocked, which makes you too comfortable and not very pleasing to the eye."

His mind moved, and when he crossed the city wall, he reached out and gently moved: "Bow here." ”

Before the guards on duty could react, the longbow and arrow in their hands had already soared into the air, drawing a streamer of light, and fell into Chen Ping's hands with a roar.

"Collapse ......"

An arrow is fired.

The air in front of you exploded.

The long arrow was still in mid-air, and it made a rumbling thunder sound, rubbing the scorching sun and fire intent, and it flashed to the back of the assassin in front of him.

"What a quick arrow."

Qiu Guan's heart sank slightly, and he used all his body to count, his arm seemed to be as soft as boneless, and the sword light slashed back,

The figure broke through the wind and fled while dodging sideways.

Burst......

The sword light cut off the arrow, and before Qiu Guan could breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, his left arm was slightly cold, and his whole body was shaken with great force.

In the midst of his busy schedule, he looked down and found that his entire left arm was broken at shoulder to shoulder, turning into crystal blue ice powder and falling behind him.

At this point, the sharp pain came to my mind.

Qiu Guan screamed in pain, and great fear rose in his heart.

'What kind of archery is this?' Why is it so vicious? ’

Even though he had already slashed the shaft of the arrow, there was still a force that slanted through him.

If you don't turn sideways quickly, it is likely that your entire body will turn into ice cubes and be directly shattered.

At this moment, Qiu Guan couldn't care about pretending to flee anymore, he was really scared, he really fought hard to eat milk, and escaped frantically, three points faster than the previous speed.

After a dozen breaths, he had passed through a jungle and reached a barren rock.

Qiu Guan didn't look back, feeling the killing intent locked in his heart like a maggot attached to the bones, like a tide surging into his heart one after another.

He almost had a nervous breakdown, and at the last moment, almost like a rolling belt, he swept over the rock, swept down, and scurried into the pine forest.

"I see."

Chen Ping's front leg and back leg.

Like a glimpse of a streamer, a long afterimage was pulled out, and when it chased to the rock, a huge shadow appeared in his heart.

In his mind, the three yangs swirled sharply, and the spiritual power swept in all directions like ripples.

He felt a deep murderous opportunity.

I also felt the vigorous flames on the ground.

More than 30 zhang in front of him and 10 zhang behind him, all of them are not safe.

A sneer crossed his face.

It was obviously a rapid forward rush, and the body tore through the air, but as if it had lost its inertia, it turned from a forward rush to a backward one.

Just like the spring swallow sweeping the waves, it is light and fast.

It doesn't even have time to react.

Look in the eyes, reflect in the heart, and then react.

Chen Ping had already withdrawn ten zhang away, and his figure was still rapidly sweeping back.

Rumble......

The waves of fire were raging, and countless earth and rubble, like raindrops, splashed in all directions.

Thick black smoke, between scaling, rose into the sky.

A ripple of energy, like a huge wave, swept everything.

The dazzling light dimmed slightly, and in the crackling sound of falling rocks all around, two ghostly shadows rushed from both sides of the mountain to the ground, and in the thick smoke, they had already been killed.

"He was hit by a thunderbolt fire, and even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, so take advantage of his serious injuries and shoot."

Tall and thin golden-faced man, his feet are not bent, his shoulders are not shaken, his body is flashing, and a knife light is lit up in front of him.

The sword light divided the mountains and mountains, and the smoke, dust, gravel, and fire were all cut in two, and the head was cut to Chen Ping's shoulder and neck.

At the sound of the knife, all the rubble and dirt on all sides shattered, turning into a hurricane.

"The Yanjia Broken Wave Knife, three overlapping waves, the heat is a little worse, the top ten on the ground list may not be able to kill me, and they dare to kill me?"

After being cut away from the smoke and dust, the tall and thin golden-faced man's eyes tightened, and he saw the foreground clearly, only to see that the other party's green robe was scorching with the wind, and his body was dusty, and under the afterglow of the fire, the golden light on his face was faint, like a temple god and Buddha.

The most important thing is that with this knife is cut down.

A great regret rose in his heart.

The pressure like mountains and seas quietly pressed into the heart, making people soft and soft, without the slightest strength.

He tried to retreat, but found that his body was not in control at all.

The young man in the green robe, like the whirlpool of the eye of the wind, just stood there quietly, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth in all directions and pulling his body.

[Moths to the fire]

I don't know why.

The tall and thin golden-faced man suddenly had this thought in his mind.

Then, I saw a golden palm, fluttering on the door of my head.

Syllable......

A tall, thin, golden-faced man, his head collapsed and cracked, and his body flew backwards like a kite.

It's still in the air, and it's dead.

Not even a single scream came out.

That knife, of course, did not completely cut down.

Before he touched the other party's clothes, he was already impacted by the energy, took off his hand and rebounded, flying faster than him.

In the other direction, the short, golden-faced man attacked the ground.

Slight misalignment of both palms.

A pair of ice, a fire in the other.

Pulling the vitality of heaven and earth, half of the front is frosted, and half is molten gold.

The incandescent white and blue brilliance roared and roared, moving forward.

It is also firmly locked in the smoke and dust.

He had just rushed out.

I saw the tall and thin golden-faced golden eighteen knives flying, and died simply.

His heart was cold, but this person did not retreat but advanced, roared wildly, his palms were closed, the ice and fire rotated, and one palm was as fast as lightning, and it was imprinted on Chen Ping's chest like a landslide.

"Fengyun Pavilion is so late congenital? Who is behind it? ”

Chen Ping stood still, the golden light on his body flowed, and the glazed blood gang appeared silently, leaning out of the body by a foot, forming a thick wall.

The short and stout golden-faced man is twenty-seven, and his palms are printed, such as the defeat of the leather, bang......

The flowing golden wall only shook slightly, and the ice and fire energy slammed out.

Faster and more fierce than the onslaught.

"Bulk ......"

His heart was shocked, and he only had time to spit out two words, and the two hundred and six bones on his body had been shattered together, half of his body turned into charcoal, and half of his body turned into frost......

Wow......

Shaken by the aftermath, his body scattered to the ground.

"It's only been three late congenital stages, it's really disappointing to someone Chen, it's too much to underestimate me."

He bent down slightly, picked up the gold mask and looked at it, and found that this mask was very delicately made, made of soft gold, and when worn on his face, it was as light as nothing.

He flipped through the clothes of the two men with his scabbard slightly, and found that he had nothing good on them except weapons and gold masks.

Chen Ping shook his head and slowly walked forward.

He didn't care about the fire that was still burning in front of him, through the flaming lava, through the soot and ashes.

A pine forest in front.

At first, you can still see some footprints, but gradually they disappear.

Even the breath is gone.

"You escaped pretty quickly, are you so unrighteous?"

Chen Ping looked at the silent pine forest in front of him, looked at the long river and mountains in the distance, and was speechless for a while.

……

"Appeal ......"

Qiu Guan's head and face were soaked, and the clothes on his chest and back were also tightly stained on his body.

It's not because the light luck is too urgent, and the blood is boiling, so the body is hot and sweaty.

He was scared.

The previous easy calculations and complacency were all gone, and only fear remained......

As a golden-faced assassin of Fengyun Pavilion, the target is the target who ranks in the top twenty of the assassination list alone, and he can still have half the chance of success.

Every golden-faced assassin has a very strict assessment, and he is slowly promoted through difficult tasks again and again, and there are absolutely no indiscriminate and indiscriminate people among them, all of whom are in the late stage of congenital development, reaching the level of heaven and man induction, and the top figures of martial intent.

Of course, since it is so difficult to evaluate the golden-masked assassins, they must also be treated equally.

When you don't go out on a mission.

They have endless magical skills, and they have the most convenient divine weapons, such as thin horses in the south of the Yangtze River and heroic women in the north, and they can enjoy them at will.

Not to mention the delicacies of the mountains and seas, luxurious.

In the Fengyun Pavilion, as long as you have enough force and can complete enough tasks, all kinds of enjoyment are everything, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

That's why.

On the bright side, some people may be heroes, children of wealthy families, and gang elders.

Secretly, it may also be the number one killer of Fengyun Pavilion.

This shot is already an extremely overestimated target, not only sending three golden masks to cooperate, but also setting a hidden trap to stir up emotions first, which can be said to be exhaustive in all aspects.

Qiu Guan asked himself, if he encountered such an assassination, it was very likely that he would die without a corpse in one face.

Where is the slightest bit of life?

However, the previous experience was nothing short of a nightmare.

If he could, he would rather never take on the task.

From beginning to end, except for the little girl's mind that was triggered and sent a poisonous golden carp, everything else seemed to be under the control of the other party.

No matter how he escaped or seduced, he didn't play a role.

The young man, who was eight or nine years younger than himself, was like a big lazy cat.

And he is a mouse.

From beginning to end, they can only fight for their lives under the other party's minions.

Before I saw it, I lost an arm first.

Then, he watched as the other party broke the trap and dodged the explosion with an understatement.

Moreover, seeing that the man was like pinching two ants to death, he killed Jin Eighteen and Jin Twenty-seven, lightly.

At this time, Qiu Guan no longer had the slightest luck.

He only hated his father and mother for having two legs missing.

Even, dare not flee to the mountains and rivers.

I just feel that the world is so big that there is no place for myself at all.

"Before, when dealing with that little girl, I was a little ruthless, not only bursting her spirit, but also making a trigger, detonating the flesh and blood......"

Qiu Guan, who has an unknown number of lives under his hands, has always been known as the Fengyun Pavilion assassin who has never regretted it, and at this time he rarely has a trace of remorse.

If I hadn't done that, wouldn't it have been easier to escape?

Even if he entered the city again, there was no figure chasing after him.

He still felt cold all over his body, without a hint of security.

"Yun Qiye, yes, only him, he can protect me."

In a panic, Qiu Guan selectively forgot a common sense, and when he encountered danger, he must not go to the top boss of his group, the absolute secret stronghold.

He also has a great future and is rich and wealthy.

He didn't want to die.

……

Recently, Xingqing Mansion has changed color, many wealthy families have reshuffled, and there are heads falling to the ground every day.

To say that the merchants in the city, in this case, all left in a hurry and evacuated Xingqing, it is not.

At least, a group of people led by Longchang and Sihai are doing well.

They were among the first enthusiastic people who donated half of their family property to help General Chen recruit soldiers and horses to fight against the Hu people, so they received special praise from the General's Mansion, and their business not only did not go bankrupt, but became more prosperous.

That's it.

Search the city for rebels.

Outside the gate of the Yunjia family, there are more than 20 Xuanwu guards guarding the ...... People came and went outside, and from time to time there were shouts of killing.

The house is calm and serene, and there is no crime in autumn.

"The mountains are full of gold, the mountains are full of silver, they can't compare to a fan of Xingqing, haha, jokes, what a joke, where is this my family property, and who knows the suffering?"

Master Fan's slightly obese body sat lazily on the Taishi chair, holding a cup of superb sparrow tongue in his hand, watching the heat rise, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Dozens of maids and servants outside the hall were all quiet, far away, and did not dare to make a sound.

For fear of disturbing his master's train of thought.

At this moment, a wind rose in the courtyard, and a figure swept by like a streamer, without alarming the servants in the courtyard.

The figure flickered, had entered through the window, and whispered, "Cloud ...... Master Fan, hurry up, where is the secret room, let me hide. ”

Master Fan, who was originally leisurely and lazy, changed his complexion and stretched out his sleeves slightly.

The surrounding light and shadow were scattered, the vitality of heaven and earth was roaring, locking the doors and windows tightly, and he said sharply: "Zhang Yanqiu, you actually came to the door, and you won't escape far away if you fail the mission?" What a fool to find my house! ”

Master Fan raised his palm and gathered his strength, and almost slapped this kid to death with one palm.

"Yun Qiye, please save me once, don't look at my face, but also look at my grandfather's face. This time, we really stabbed the hornet's nest, the intelligence is seriously wrong, that Chen Ping, he is not the late congenital stage, he is a great grandmaster, he is a great grandmaster......"

Zhang Yanqiu's voice was full of crying.

He knew better than anyone else that if he wanted to escape under the hands of a Flesh Realm Grand Master on his own, there was basically no hope at all.

He even suspected that if the other party didn't do it immediately, he must be secretly poking and prodding behind him, wanting to surround the point and send reinforcements, and pull out his own accomplices.

If an accomplice appears, he can still live, but once his own strength is exhausted, then he will die to the end.

The other party is the yang conspiracy used.

Unbreakable.

I'll let you run, you can run as you please.

As long as you find a master who can save you, you will live.

Otherwise, die.

In this case, how to choose, do you still need to think about it?

……

Ask for a commuter pass.

(End of chapter)