Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

Chapter 28 Killing Cheng Yaojin Halfway
"It doesn't matter. This sword is just an external possession. If I can give it away to save my life, it doesn't matter."

Chen Ping'an waved and Yun Danfeng said with a gentle smile.

The ancestor is really crazy.

How can you give away your beloved sword?

Xia Xiaoliang stared and was speechless.

Through the battle just now, she also saw that this sword was anything but ordinary. According to her speculation, it was at least a top-grade earth-level sword.

As a talented disciple of the Qingyun Sect, the sword in her hand is only of the lowest grade.

"This king is really confused. How can he give away such a good sword?"

Inside the tea house.

Fu Hongying stood up suddenly and was about to rush out to take back the sword and hand it to Chen Pingan.

"Hongying, don't panic, let's just watch the fun. With your limited cultivation, don't join in the fun."

Fu Qiushui grabbed her and persuaded her with a smile.

She doesn't want her niece to do whatever she wants.

This will reduce the weight of her precious niece in the hearts of the Qingyun Sect ancestors.

Watch the fun?
Fu Hongying's throat rolled, and Fu Qiushui made her lose her temper.

She also felt that her aunt was really weird today, saying good things to that scumbag in different ways.

The scumbag did stupid things, but my aunt ignored him.

Gudong, Gudong... She picked up the tea angrily and drank it. She no longer interfered with what was happening on the street, but her consciousness still radiated out, observing the movements on the street.

The young man in brocade robes grabbed the blood-devouring demon sword that floated towards him, and as soon as he took it lightly, a cold feeling spread along his arm.

He couldn't help but tremble.

The sword flashed and flickered under his gaze, as if life was breathing, giving people an extremely evil feeling.

"What a sword, haha!"

Just as the young man in brocade robes laughed, the Blood-devouring Demonic Sword suddenly burst out with a layer of blood and pierced into the young man's palm like a sharp thorn.

In an instant.

The young man turned into a mummy.

The incident happened in a flash of lightning, and several other powerful men in the Divine Void Realm did not even react.

"Master!"

The ghost-faced man was the first to react, and he quickly supported the young man in brocade robes who fell to the ground.

The blood-devouring demon sword flew away from his hand.

Chen Pingan waved and reappeared in his palm.

"This sword of mine carries ominous qualities. It does not have certain virtues and is not worthy of being owned at all..."

Chen Pingan smiled lightly.

Xia Xiaoliang came over, looked at the Blood-devouring Demonic Sword up and down, and said with a horrified look on his face: "Ancestor, this sword of yours is so terrifying."

"well enough."

Chen Pingan reached out and gently touched the blood-red sword body. The frequency of the red light flashing accelerated at this moment, as if he was cheering and enjoying his father's touch like a child.

"How dare you kill my young master!"

The ghost-faced man was distraught.

He put the young man in brocade robes on the ground, his face was ashen, and he took out a black ring with trembling hands.

buzzing...

The moment the black ring appeared, a mosquito-like sound sounded in the air.

Many pedestrians watching from a distance covered their ears.

Many faces showed horror.

Some people looked at Chen Pingan's back and cast a sympathetic look.

"This Hei Wuming is the general manager of Deputy City Master Yin's family, a strong man on the second level of the Divine Void Realm. The soul-chasing life-stealing ring in his hand is also a high-grade earth-level treasure. This kid in the Golden Body Realm is dead..."

On the street, someone sighed softly.

Chen Pingan's ears moved and he picked up the surrounding sounds.

It turns out he is the son of the deputy city lord, no wonder he is so arrogant and domineering.

"Boy, you give me to die!"

The ghost-faced man roared angrily and threw the black ring.

buzzing...

This black ring seemed to have a strange magic power, instantly making the surrounding void boil. The black ring rotated crazily, and bursts of soul-stealing sounds continued to be heard.In the void, countless surrounding shadows suddenly appeared, smashing down on Chen Ping'an and Xia Xiaoliang.

Xia Xiaoliang was already affected by the soul-stealing sound. He was so lost that he even forgot to resist.

The bun in his hand also fell to the ground and rolled out.

A sneer appeared on Chen Pingan's lips.

He was about to release the aura of the Blood-devouring Demonic Sword Saint Artifact when suddenly a colorful light fell from mid-air and thrust into Huanying's large attack range.

call!
It was like a strong wind was blowing on the ground, and the attack of the Soul-Chasing Life-Seizing Ring was swept away without a trace in an instant.

A beautiful woman wearing a colorful dress disappeared with the strong wind and appeared proudly on the street.

"so beautiful……"

The passers-by who were watching from a distance all exclaimed in surprise when they saw this beautiful woman.

This woman is wearing a colorful floor-length dress. She has exquisite features, beautiful face, and noble temperament. When she casually stops on the street, she looks like a graceful colorful flower.

She is tall and graceful, with amazing curves, straight and slender legs, exuding amazing beauty at all times, and a faint layer of fluorescence flowing all over her body.

Just look at the back.

It will cause endless reverie.

The beauty in the colorful dress turned to look at Chen Pingan, with a hint of surprise flashing through her dreamy peach-blossom eyes.

She covered it up very well.

Even Chen Pingan, who was so close to her, didn't notice the deep attachment hidden in her eyes.

"Go away!"

The beauty in the colorful dress turned around and glared at the ghost-faced man and the others.

"roll?"

The ghost-faced man looked up and down at the beauty in the colorful dress, and said with a cold expression: "Do you want to take a trip into this muddy water?"

"roll!"

The beauty in the colorful long dress was impatient and waved her pretty hand.

A strong wind rose.

The ghost-faced man and several other men in black flew into the air in an instant, and then fell from a distance. They smashed several large craters into the ground and all of them passed out.

Many passers-by were shocked when they saw this beauty in a colorful dress making such an amazing move.

"Where did this person come from, and why have I never heard of him?"

"With one strike, Hei Wuming and others were swept away. This woman's strength is at least at the sixth level of the Divine Void Realm!"

Pedestrians speculated.

Inside the teahouse.

"Auntie! Look, you didn't let me take action, but someone else got in first!"

Fu Hongying looked annoyed and crushed the tea cup in anger.

Fu Qiushui was slightly stunned.

She didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway.

"Hongying, what woman in the world wouldn't be tempted by such an outstanding man?"

Fu Qiushui took a deep breath and had an idea in her mind. She patiently advised, "As the saying goes, having fun alone is not as good as having fun with everyone. You have to learn to share an excellent man with other sisters, so that you can truly have him, right?"

Fu Hongying: "..."

She was stunned. How could her aunt, who had always been obsessed with feelings, say such a thing today?
"Although this woman stole the limelight this time, it doesn't matter. Let's go to Qingyun Sect now..."

Fu Qiushui stood up.

She couldn't bear the death of her niece in the Fu family, and wanted to help her no matter what.

In her opinion.

Only the ancestor of the Qingyun Sect who is a strong man in the extraordinary realm can solve Fu Hongying's crisis.

Fu Hongying sighed helplessly, knowing her aunt's kindness, so she stood up.

The two were about to leave when suddenly seven or eight people from the Fu family appeared around them.

"The master of the family has ordered that all members of the Fu family can return!"

A middle-aged man with a stern face, holding an ancient token, stared at the two people and said.

"It's still a step too late!"

Fu Qiushui's face turned pale, and frustration arose in her heart. In the face of the general situation, as a member of the Fu family, she was unable to resist at all.

(End of this chapter)