Chapter seven hundred and thirty fifth death without words
Wei Tianqi ran away so hard that he didn't dare to turn his head back, but after hearing the silence behind him, he knew that his orders seemed to have no effect, and his subordinates no longer dared to fight against each other.
But soon he heard Wei Chao's scolding, which made him feel relieved. He did not misread Wei Chao. The leader of the new 12 guards he appointed was really loyal and reliable. But then Wei Tianqi heard a sound of fist and foot. Wei Chao's soul power, which he was familiar with, instantly became disordered, and he was obviously seriously injured.
Wei Tianqi still didn't even dare to look back, especially after hearing Chu Min's words "You go and chase", he was almost distracted. He had no doubts at all. Lu Ping, who raised his hand and killed Ge Bing, had no slight concern about his identity as the Lord of Xiafeng City or the disciple of Nantian Academy.
Run! Run!
Wei Tianqi grew up in Xiafeng City since he was a child and is extremely familiar with the main city. Now, this city, the entire Xiafeng Mountain area belongs to him. But on his own territory, he was chased and ran all the way. What's even more terrible is that he didn't know where to escape.
City Lord’s Mansion?
Once upon a time, when Wei Zhong was still there, he once thought that the City Lord's Mansion was the safest place in the world. But now Lu Ping, who was chasing him, had the ability to kill Ge Bing in seconds. What could be the existence of his City Lord's Mansion trapped Lu Ping? At least it must be stronger than his senior brother Ge Bing.
When I thought of this, a name naturally jumped into my mind.
Shen Muyan! His teacher is also Ge Bing's teacher. Although he is in the realm of the four souls, his strength is incomparable. Like their four major sect masters of Nantian Academy, they are in the realm of the four souls, but ordinary cultivators who are in the realm of the four souls can be destroyed by only one hand. At this level, the power of the soul is greater, and the superpowers that can be learned and mastered are more and more difficult. The difference in the level of controlling the soul power between cultivators will become more and more significant, and ultimately, the strength of the same realm is very different.
Wei Tianqi and his teacher Shen Muyan can be regarded as the leader in the four spirits. Ge Bing's Qianyu sword is a terrible killer move, but Wei Tianqi has seen it with his own eyes. In front of his teacher Shen Muyan, Ge Bing's Qianyu sword is like a toy, which is no less than Lu Ping's slap in the face and breaking Qianyu sword. What's more, Shen Muyan must be with other disciples, and each of them is not inferior to Ge Bing's strength.
teacher!
Now the only thing he can rely on is the teacher. Understanding this, Wei Tianqi ran desperately towards the north exit. However, behind him, Lu Ping's footsteps were approaching rapidly. From here to north exit, it was almost time to pass through the entire Xiafeng City.
"Master Lord."
Just as he was so panicked that a team of garrison soldiers who were patrolling the garrison suddenly saw this man running like this and immediately waited for the battle. After seeing clearly that it was Wei Tianqi, he quickly put away his weapons and saluted him.
"Stop that guy!" Wei Tianqi shouted desperately, the road behind him was not far from him.
"Yes!" The team leader responded and immediately led the team to meet him. They did not know that Lu Ping was so powerful that they obeyed the city lord's orders like a conditioned reflexive response.
An exclamation came from behind in a blink of an eye. Of course, Wei Tianqi would not have any hope for such a small garrison, but one team was not enough. What if it was two teams, three teams, or even the whole city's garrison?
A ray of light rose into the air, condensed into a crescent moon hanging in the air. This crescent moon can be seen in every corner of Xiafeng City. This is the highest instruction issued by Wei Tian using his supernatural powers.
A team of garrisons immediately turned out on the street ahead. The crescent moon was a signal and also a guide. Then the second and third teams gathered from all directions. They had the same target, and the road was flat pointed by the moonlight.
"stop!"
"Who!"
"Snatch it!"
More and more scolding sounds were heard, and Wei Tianqi finally dared to turn around. He saw at least three garrison teams rushing towards Luping, and there was a steady stream of support coming towards this side in all directions. He felt relieved, but he still accelerated his speed to escape northward exit.
There are many people, but they are also very weak.
Lu Ping heard the perception and swept away the garrison soldiers who surrounded him, but the strongest ones were only single souls, most of them were just perceptual realms, and even only had one or two levels of heaven, and they could not be considered cultivators.
These people are easy to kill. No matter how many such opponents there are, it is not a hindrance to him. They are just cannon fodder that delays him a little time.
In the battle at Beidou Academy, it was not enough to participate in the war, but would only become cannon fodder sects, be protected by academicians, first disciples, Qifeng and elite sects from each academies. However, Wei Tianqi did not hesitate to send out these weak people who knew they were out of control and paved a way for himself to escape with their lives and blood.
Why is Beidou Academy admired, and why is there a resistance organization like Nightingale in Xiafeng District? This style has made people see clearly.
"Don't stop me, you are not my opponent." Lu Ping persuaded these soldiers very seriously.
"Boy, are you talking in a sleep? Have you seen how many of us clearly?" But the opponent was too weak, so weak that he could not imagine that the number of people with such strength in front of a strong cultivator was just a number, and whether it was more or less was not important at all.
"Snatch it right away!"
"Kneel down!"
There were a burst of scolding sounds.
"Otherwise, why would your city lord escape?" Lu Ping said.
Some people were stunned for a moment, and when they looked back, they saw the city lord Wei Tianqi running wildly without looking back.
"The city lord has his own plans. Our lord has his own responsibilities. If the city lord has an order, don't refuse to die." A very loyal team leader replied proudly without looking back.
His unparalleled and powerful answer made the soldiers excited and countless people cheered.
"Oh, that's easy to say." Lu Ping nodded and then got good at it.
The unparalleled team leader fell down immediately. Lu Ping didn't even need superpowers for his opponent of this kind of strength.
"Who else should not refuse?" Lu Ping asked, as serious as he had persuaded the soldiers to retreat before.
"You kid! You are looking for death!" The soldiers who came to their senses were not afraid of a small team leader being killed. They swung their steel knives from all directions and swear to chop Lu Ping into meat paste.
Lu Ping raised his hand, turned around, all the sword flew away, and all the people fell down.
He didn't pay much attention to the situation in front of him, but looked into the distance and Wei Tianqi had already run to the end of the street.
"I don't have time to spend with you. I will count one, two, and three. Don't refuse to let go of my life." Lu Ping said.
"What crazy words are you saying!" No one paid attention to Lu Ping at all, and another round of attack surrounded him.
"One." Lu Ping counted and raised his hand to destroy this round of attacks. The soldiers continued one after another, and immediately rushed up again.
"Two." Lu Ping continued counting and looked in front of him. It seemed that no one listened to him.
"Three." The last number was spit out, Lu Ping didn't say much, and punched...
Chapter completed!