Chapter 752 (1/2)

Where's Sutang?

Lu Ping, of course, is also very concerned about this issue. I can only ask later. After easily putting down the home guard who rushed up, Lu Ping took the initiative to rush towards the one who stepped on the dispersion. With only one step, they have stepped in front of each other.

Such initiative and speed make the guard very unprepared. Raising his hand can only be defensive abilities and postures. But his defense against Lu Ping's blow did not play the slightest resistance. His soul power was torn like paper paste in an instant. The tide of soul power surged in. He was completely out of control. He had to push him far away with this soul power.

Lu Ping hasn't raised his hand for a minute.

Three home guards, one on the ground, one on the stage, and one flying in mid air. Everyone was more wary of chumin, but he didn't even lift his hand. He yawned only once in the whole process.

Everyone was stunned, but Lu Ping helped him up as if there were no one else.

”Why are you so stupid? You shouldn't have come!” Looking at the city Lord's house guards and garrison around, he smiled bitterly.

”You are.” Lu Ping said.

”I'm a nightingale. I'm here because I don't want to live alone. This is the only thing I can do.” Diffusion theory.

”I'm here because I'm strong and I'm not afraid of them.” Lu Ping said.

A rather childish sentence doesn't sound like a line that a strong man in the cultivation world should have. Wei Tianqi was directly amused by this sentence.

”You're better?” Wei Tianqi looked at Lu Ping, ”you don't seem to know what heaven is.”

”You don't understand.” Lu Ping said, glancing around, and just stopped at GE Bing around Wei Tianqi. It's not because of value, but just because his strength is top in this circle. The realm of four souls is still rare. At least it was not cannon fodder in the Big Dipper war.

”Senior brother.” Wei Tianqi looked at GE Bing standing beside him.

The three guards, including Wei Yang, who was more powerful, were knocked down in an instant. If Lu Ping was not taken seriously, the judgment of the city Lord's residence would be too bad. Therefore, Wei Tianqi wants to directly ask Ge Bing to do it, so as to avoid any further damage to Jiawei.

Ge Bing came here to cheer for Wei Tianqi. When he needs to show his strength, he naturally takes it as his duty. With a smile, he stepped forward and slightly released the more convergent soul power. The soul power of the four souls was more powerful than these guards. The overwhelming sense of oppression made them show fear and respect one after another.

The nightingales were reminded of painful memories. They fought against xiafeng City Lord's residence for more than three years, and once they were destroyed, it was because they suddenly had such a terrible opponent. Those good players in their organization were manipulated wantonly in front of this man. Those who could survive were because they didn't meet this man.

And that woman... She has the same strong strength as this one. When she meets two such opponents, the nightingale is completely unable to compete.

Lu Ping doesn't seem to know this, but now Ge Bing no longer hides his strength. Should he finally feel the terrible power of the other party's soul?

”Little brother, go quickly!” Said the member of the nightingale.

”Thank you for coming. We'll write it down when we die.”

”If you can, take it away.”

”Let's go!” Even Hua Yue, who was covered with blood and couldn't get up on the ground, desperately raised his head and said. Although he still felt that Lu Ping was very arrogant and stupid, after all, people sacrificed their lives to save him. He was also very moved. He was also quite remorseful about some doubts he had about Lu Ping before.

”You're welcome.” As a result, Lu Ping only responded to those who expressed gratitude. Facing Ge Bing's oppressive spirit, he didn't show any retreat.

”Boy, are you a little slow?” Ge Bing couldn't help laughing. Lu Ping seems to be quite ignorant of his strength. The other party can't perceive his undisguised soul power?

”Is it you who are dull?” Lu Ping finally took another look at GE Bing. Naturally, his words were not aimless. His soul power is enchanted, locked and imprisoned, and will not be easily perceived. In an ordinary state, no one can judge his real strength. But when he used the power of the soul, the power of the soul to break through the confinement was real. The real strong, in this short moment, is enough to have a new understanding of Lu Ping's strength.

While GE Bing has knocked down three home guards in Lu Ping, he knows nothing about Lu Ping's soul power and still looks high. From Lu Ping's judgment standard, it is certainly no problem to say that he is dull.

But this standard is really high-end. Under his high standard, Ge Bing is not much different from the guards of the city Lord's residence.

Ge Bing, who was regarded as a nobody by high standards, was laughed angrily by Lu Ping. He thought that after his strength was fully opened, the other party should show some fear even if he didn't kneel down and beg for mercy. As a result, the other party actually laughed back.

”Ignorant rat.” Ge Bing shook his head and sighed, looking at Lu Ping with sympathy in his eyes.

As a result, Lu Ping no longer looked at him after the sarcastic look, but his eyes fell on Wei Tianqi beside him.

”Where is Su Tang?” Lu Ping asked.

Ge Bing's sympathy for Lu Ping's cruelty suddenly disappeared. Since he left the gate of Nantian University, what he met was either respect or fear. Even in Nantian college, only those who don't deal with him will deliberately pretend, but they will never really despise him.

Now, an ignorant boy in a remote mountain area doesn't pay attention to him at all?

”Dead or alive?” He said coldly.

”Elder martial brother, feel free.” Wei Tianqi hurried. He felt Ge Bing's anger and dared to ask for anything.

”Then die!” Ge Bing said that he had shot, and the power of the spirit of Li Wei diffused on the scaffold was instantaneously condensed. Ge Bing's people were like a sharp sword that suddenly came out of the scabbard. What everyone on the stage felt was no longer a sense of oppression, but a fierce murderous spirit and cold, like the tip of a sword, against each of them.