But the other party did not escape and used a fragile spell to cover his body. It was obviously not ready for the current battle. As an elder of the great sect of cultivation, Lin Pu was not convenient to do a sneak attack on mortals in full view of everyone.

Whoever crushes an ant to death depends on sneak attacks? It doesn’t sound nice if it is spread.

Besides, the gap between the two sides is too big, and if they slaughter them by themselves, it would be a smug!

When Lu Yuan was a child, he was sent to Maoshan to practice Taoism. He had no idea which Afan was. Seeing him killing him like thunder, he was robbed and imprisoned under his nose, he did not take it to heart, and he was even less shocked.

On the one hand, because the elders were here, it was a foregone conclusion that he had not run away. On the other hand, when he entered the inner door, he embarked on the path of immortal cultivation with one foot, which had nothing to do with the world. Even if the Lu family fort turned into a pile of rubble, so what? Anyway, there were not many treasures, and only valuable slaves and fields were left.

Seeing Lin Pu snorting coldly in his nostrils, he understood it and said:

"How dare you work for the elder's noble hands when the clown jumps? Let your disciples suppress him."

Lin Pu nodded and said, "Okay!"

Lu Yuan took out a small seal from his arms, skillfully put it in his palm and entered his magic power. After counting breaths, he threw it into the air.

He had only been able to reach the top level of spiritual power for more than ten years. He had any powerful treasures and his personal magic weapons were also a big deal. He was inconspicuous in Maoshan, but he entered the world but was a well-known character, and could kill mages and mud embryo warriors in seconds.

The small seal rotates like a wheel, and it grows in the wind. It instantly turns into a millstone, hitting the center of the white mist like a meteor, bringing out a sharp sound of wind...

Oh……

The slaves surrounding the wooden platform screamed in surprise and looked up in a mess. They were fearless and stretched out their arms into the air.

Want to be a car with a mantis arm?

It depends on whether you have the qualifications!

In the blink of an eye, the "grinding disc" sank into the fog.

Then……

There's nothing more...

Nothing was born.

I can't hear the earth-shaking explosion or the shrill wail, and even the sound of the wooden platform is owed.

The magic seal that looks majestic and mysterious, disappeared out of thin air?

The white mist is still, floating, and it is condensed but not dissipated.

After a breath, a crisp sound came from the fog, but the sky cooperated with a shrill scream as if it was a double act.

The slaves were puzzled and looked around, their eyes full of sorrow. Suddenly someone jumped up and shouted in surprise: "On it, on it... Afan is fine."

On the gatehouse, Lu Yuan grabbed the railing with one hand, stroked the chest with the other hand, and sprayed blood with his mouth.

The magic weapon he had warmed up day and night was slammed and exploded!

There is a noise downstairs, but a needle can be heard from the upstairs.

The Lu Fang was stunned, and the county magistrate even began to tremble.

Lin Pu glanced at Lu Yuan with a sideways and snorted coldly in his nostrils again. He felt that this son was really disgraceful of Maoshan's face, and even if he entered the inner door, he would be unable to be lucky. He estimated that the strength of the scholar in the white robe had improved slightly, but he still didn't care much about it.

It is easy to crack the inferior magic weapon of agile monks, and even the peak of martial arts in the world can be achieved.

He was waiting for two other Maoshan disciples to come.

As for the face of the Lu family, you will have a good face if you give it to them, and if you don’t give it to them, you will have no face if you don’t!

After Lubo saw his son being injured, Lin Pu refused to take action for a long time. He vaguely guessed the reason and turned around and ordered several people standing far away:

"You all go down and overturn the wooden platform. All slaves who dare to stop them will be cut down."

I thought to myself, I have devoted all my wealth to Maoshan, and secretly stuffed a top-quality crystal for you. Make the scene lively, you are embarrassed to slap your butt and leave.

Afan is no longer the stupid slave boy he had revealed his sharp fangs. Today, if he is not destroyed, the Lu family will not have a place to bury him.

Several people standing far away heard Luber's order and quickly ran down the gatehouse to call other men, and rushed out of the castle.

These men were Lubo's personal guards, all of whom were fierce warriors at the second level of the Nie Embryonic Realm, and they were not involved in the slaves outside the fort. The suppression of Lujia Fort was entirely due to them, not the patrolling guards outside the fort.

A Biao roared, picked up the steel knife that had been pierced through a hole in Diao Gui, and stepped forward to meet him. Several old men led the young man and grabbed the gravel and sand on the ground to hit him.

Unfortunately, A Biao was just alone. Although he was brave, he could not resist the sword light that rushed towards him like a tide. He was forced to retreat and was stabbed several times on his body.

Within a few breaths, more than thirty warriors, like wolves and tigers, rushed to the front of the old, young, women and children.

Among the guards standing in the outer castle, someone suddenly shouted: "Don't kill my mother. Mom, run quickly..." He rushed forward as he shouted.

A warrior turned around and slashed, shouting: "Even you have killed!"

The guard couldn't dodge and was beaten with a knife and called himself a mother.

The guards of the outer castle at both ends of the rat suddenly exploded, and more than a dozen people rushed forward with their swords and shouted, "Fight with them..."

But if you are not good at martial arts, how can you be the opponent of the fierce warrior? The opponent only divided six people and killed them to retreat step by step.

There were many slaves, but they had no combat power. They ate more than a dozen strong men's steel knives and fell to the ground like cutting wheat.

In the past, they saw a steel knife, either begging for mercy or waiting to die. But today they were like crazy, smashing them with stones, hitting them with their heads, and biting them with their teeth, one after another.

In the white mist, Chu Fan, who was concentrating on healing Lao Cangtou and Huang Tang, was shocked and furious. He nailed his claws to the wooden platform and pulled out the wooden board, crushed it into wooden strips and waved it outwards.

Screaming and protruding, continuous...

In one breath, more than a dozen fierce warriors all trembled and fell, and half a piece of wooden stubble appeared on their foreheads, like a unicorn.

Seeing this, more than a dozen warriors far away from the crowd were ruptured and turned around and ran away.

Unfortunately it's useless...

The wooden strips flew out ruthlessly...

The vests of these warriors all appeared in holes and fell to the ground. They trembled and struggled for a while in the pool of blood, and stopped moving.

The air suddenly solidified.

I can't believe my eyes.

The vicious minions of Lujiabao disappeared in a few breaths!

An anxious voice came from the fog.

"Uncle Hun, please take everyone back quickly, the further you retreat, the better..."

Uncle Hutu is the old soldier who took the lead in kneeling in the arena and begged to leave Afan's entire body. He is called Laohutu. At this moment, Laohutu is not confused and immediately shouted: "Let's go quickly, don't let Afan take care of him..."

The woman, the old man helped the injured, the young and strong man carried the dead, and the woman patted the crying child in her arms and choked and said, "Son, don't be afraid, Uncle Afan is here to take revenge..."

Nearly 800 people quickly withdrew from the fort front floor, walked out more than 100 feet and stopped moving, watching from a distance.

A Biao led more than a dozen rebellious guards to be alert to breaking the rear.

In the fog, Chu Fan's body trembled, tears flowed down his face, and he gritted his teeth without making any choking sounds.

The skin of Lao Cangtou and Huang Tang was almost exposed, the blood was almost flowing clean, and the internal organs were broken... Unless the time could be reversed, the Daluo Jinxian could not save him even if he came in person.

The old Cangtou's breathing became weaker and weaker, his eyes became dimmer, as if he was looking at Chu Fan, but he seemed not to look at him, muttering to himself:

"Brother, sister-in-law...you should open your eyes and take a look. Brother Fan is promising..."

"You little brat, you have grown your skills, and you can fly if you have your wings... You dare to sneak away without telling your uncle, and you can't see the boss knocking your head..."

The old man raised his hand tremblingly, and Chu Fan hurriedly lowered his head to get it.

The hand fell gently on top of his head and never moved again.

On the other side, Huang Tang panted like he was tearing a bellows, muttering intermittently.

"My Master, Huang Tang is not a mad dog... This morning, I asked my wife to take the children back to my parents' home..."

"Master Fan, Huang Tang can't see you ascend in the sun..."

"I really want to take me to heaven one day, stand in the sea of ​​clouds, and watch the stars fade..."

...

The sound became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

Chu Fan's Tianmu is opened.

A small spot of light emerged from the two corpses, turning into thin old Cangtou and Huang Tang, and quickly faded again.

Chu Fan raised his palms, and the two corpses were suspended in the air. With a "creak" sound, they turned into white ash, but they could not disperse.

...

On the gatehouse, Lin Pu looked at the fog ball below in confusion, which was twisting like a living thing. Just now, an extremely powerful wave of spiritual consciousness was clearly transmitted from it.

A Maoshan disciple hurried over and reported, "Master, Huang He is ready."

After hearing this, Lu Bo's face was as if he was dead, as if he was a lost mother. He was a goddamn, he had good food and drink, and took away the treasures. When I was in a disaster, you are really going to slap your butt and slip away?

Lin Pu glanced at Lu Bo with contempt, pointed to his disciples and said:

"Destroy the monster and leave!"

When Lu Bo heard this, he was overjoyed, his waist bowed lower and his posture became more respectful.

The disciple unequivocally pulled out the peach wood sword he carried.

At this time, a roar shook the world.

Above the wooden platform, white mist circled violently, soaring into the sky, creating a sharp tornado.

Flying sand and stones, dust and grass leaves gathered towards the tornado, flying straight to the sky, like a huge fist rushing into the sky.
Chapter completed!