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Chapter 24 Practitioners

The corners of Chen Zhongshi's mouth twitched slightly.

Looking at the figure below, he swallowed.

Is this...tmd still a human being?

In Li Pingan's hands, the Azure Sword seemed to turn into thousands of knives.

The sword flashed and made strange noises.

Li Ping'an kicked his feet and jumped into the air.

It avoided the oncoming crossbow arrow and flew ten feet away.

The sword slashed out and turned into a curtain of swords.

Killed several crossbowmen.

The whole person flew up to the second floor like a bird.

Chen Zhongshi shouted loudly and slashed his head with a long knife.

Li Ping'an suddenly fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, dodging the knife.

Chen Zhongshi's weapon is a long machete.

The blade is long and thick, and looks extremely scary.

By twisting the arms and waist.

Chen Zhongshi's sword was so powerful that it was intimidating.

Li Pingan did not retreat, but faced him head on.

With a twist of his waist, he made a whirlwind backhand slash.

The light of the sword was fleeting, but the sharp wind of the sword tore through the air.

Chen Zhongshi's expression suddenly changed, he stopped his hand and quickly stepped back.

With a swish sound, the robe split open.

A seven-inch long blood mark appeared on his abdomen.

"Up! Up!!"

People around him threw away their crossbows and took out their weapons and rushed towards Li Ping'an.

The bright sword light flashed out, and instantly there was a splash of blood.

Chen Zhongshi only saw a faint rainbow light and couldn't see clearly how the other party took action.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword light wrapped around him.

Life is a gamble, give it a try.

If you win, you will look at the sky with a smile.

If you lose, you will never recover.

Before he died, Chen Zhongshi could not help but think of what he had said.

The difference in strength is really too big.

"Azure Sword?"

Before he died, Chen Zhongshi muttered in a strange way.

"Do you recognize this knife?"

When Chen Zhongshi reacted, he realized that the blade of the knife was two centimeters away from his neck.

"Azure knife, this is the knife of our Ping An Escort Bureau."

"What's your relationship with Chen Shun?"

"I am his father."

The other party was silent for a moment, "Let's go."

"......good..."

Chen Zhongshi collapsed on the ground, his expression dull.

Why... why did he suddenly stop killing himself?

When Chen Zhongshi realized what he was doing, he felt that his calves were shaking uncontrollably.

"Boss, boss, are you okay?"

The men came over in a hurry.

"Go! Go!"

Chen Zhongshi's voice was trembling.

The night wind howled, and the moonlight flickered.

There is a suffocating haze in the air.

The strong smell of blood is accompanied by a trembling chill...

Liu Yun's face was stained with a few drops of blood.

Whoosh!!

A sharp arrow flew straight towards her chest.

Liu Yun's body flashed subconsciously.

But it seemed that he suddenly hit a wall. When he looked up, he hit Li Ping'an's chest.

The oncoming flying arrows have also been cut off.

"Are you okay?"

".....Um."

Li Ping'an touched the old cow and said, "Good job, brother."

"Moo~"

The old cow screamed happily.

Now that the minions have been cleared, the next thing is the main event.

Li Ping'an sensed the powerful auras of the two men in front of him.

"Is it him?" Liu Yun frowned slightly.

"You know him?"

"Yes." Liu Yun nodded, "Lu Cheng of Jinyiwei was promoted by his mother.

Huh! The human heart is really fickle."

Speaking of this, Liu Yun glanced at Li Ping'an worriedly.

"Be careful, this guy is really capable."

Li Ping'an meticulously wiped the blood on the knife.

"He is a practitioner."

"Practitioner?"

"Don't you know?" Liu Yun asked curiously.

Li Pingan shook his head.

I was a beggar, but my life became better later.

Singing on the street and renting a house.

He lives his life honestly and comes into contact with ordinary people like himself.

There is no way to know what kind of practitioners there are.

"He is a martial artist." Liu Yun said.

The end of the street.

An old man with a stooped back and a knife.

The deputy Qianhu Lucheng of Jinyiwei is wearing casual clothes.

Li Ping'an holds the knife in his right hand and holds the back of the knife with his left hand.

The knife in his hand reflected a white light under the moonlight.

"Your Excellency is very skilled. I have been around Luoshui City for so long and I have never heard of your name."

The first person to speak was the hunched old man.

"They're just street performers." Li Ping'an said calmly.

"Do you know the identity of the girl behind you?"

"Know."

The old man said: "Your Excellency, please don't stand in the wrong team. If you are not careful, you will be doomed."

The air seemed to be covered with an indescribable layer of dullness and depression.

No one spoke, no one moved.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The old man walked out slowly, although his pace was slow.

But there is a rhythm, and every step gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

The sound of the knife and the roar of the tiger came through the air.

The old man shook his palms, and a strong wind roared out.

Although Li Ping'an's knife is fast, it cannot be used in front of these big hands as skinny as the sea.

But like a small boat in the stormy waves, it may capsize at any time.

The Turtle Breath True Qi in his body surged, and Li Ping'an stabilized his body.

The light of the sword is like a whirlpool, and like ripples on the surface of a lake, continuous and endless.

As fast as lightning, it went straight to the old man's life gate.

There was a sneer on the old man's skinny face.

He raised his skinny hand and blocked the blow.

He even held the Azure Sword.

Lu Cheng's figure flashed to Li Ping'an's side and struck down with a knife.

Li Ping'an spun around like a top and easily avoided the knife.

But the weapon in his hand was also lost.

He rolled back and reset again.

There is already a long bow in his hand.

Sky-shattering bow.

Whoosh!

Flying arrow?

The old man waved his sleeves, and a strong wind shot out from his sleeves, blowing away the flying arrows.

Before Li Pingan could shoot the second arrow, Lu Cheng rushed over.

Li Ping'an had no weapons in his hands, only a long bow.

"Die!"

Lu Cheng's eyes were cold, and the long knife in his hand seemed to fall from the sky.

With one strike, even a horse would be split in half.

Half a second later, the long knife fell to the ground.

Lu Cheng groaned and spit out a mouthful of blood.

His knife did hit Li Pingan's left shoulder, but Li Pingan's hand knife also penetrated his heart at the same time.

The old man's expression changed, "Lu Cheng?"

Whoosh whoosh!!

In a flash, there were three more long arrows.

The old man was about to take action when he suddenly noticed movement behind him.

Turning around, he saw a huge black bull rushing towards him at full speed.

The old man didn't pay attention and waved casually.

He wanted to crush this black bull to death.

The ground is broken and dust is flying.

But he couldn't stop the black bull and pounced on him at an even faster speed.

The old man hurriedly waved his sleeves, forcing out waves of internal energy.

Form a curtain of air in front of you, trying to stop this black bull

"boom--!!!"

With one blow, Qi Mu almost exploded.

"Poof!" There was a muffled sound.

The old man groaned, opened his mouth and spurted out a line of blood.

A long knife came out of his chest.

Li Ping'an held Lu Cheng's black knife in his hand and exhaled heavily.


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