Asuru God Soul

This is a team of well-equipped warriors, with a total of about ten.

The leader was a young warrior, about 20 years old, riding a tall horse.

His eyes were loose, and he wore a dress embroidered with Phnom Penh, which was very gorgeous.

Holding a whip, he looked arrogant.

"These people are all the martial artists of the Imperial City patrol department. The martial artist on the horse is named fan Ming. He is the deputy commander of the Imperial City patrol department, and his brother is Fan Jian, the commander of the Imperial City patrol department."

After hearing the explanation of Zidian beside him, Chu Xingyu's eyes quickly moved away from Fan Jian and transferred to several martial artists walking behind gaotouma.

Although fan Ming is the deputy commander of the patrol and Defense Department of the Imperial City, his strength is only as strong as that of the martial arts realm. He is the weakest of these martial arts.

Obviously, his identity as deputy commander of the Imperial City patrol department was obtained through other channels.

What really attracts Chu Xingyu's attention is the martial arts except fan Ming.

These martial artists have a steady pace. After walking for so long, their breathing is still symmetrical. Sure enough, they are martial artists from the imperial city and have sufficient strength.

After a slight sweep, Chu Xingyu could feel that their accomplishments were all above the five aspects of the Warring States realm, especially the youth with terrible scars on his face beside fan Ming.

This scar youth is the most powerful one in this team.

"The young man with scar face's name is Wu'an. He is the leader of the patrol Department of the imperial city. He is the strongest among these people."

Zixue'er explained to Chu Xingyu in a low voice.

In a moment, the team of warriors had approached.

As soon as fan Ming pulled the reins, he urged his horse to come to the three men.

"Who is this boy?"

He raised the whip in his hand, pointed to Chu Xingyu, and asked with a kind face.

Although he smiled, Chu Xingyu could see the cold in his eyes.

"He is my distant cousin."

Purple electricity said aloud.

"We're here to find baijingguo, not to visit relatives."

Speaking of this, fan Ming's face was cold and said to Chu Xingyu:

"Where you come from, go back to where you come from now!"

Chu Xingyu frowned and was about to speak, but she was pulled by zixue'er.

Thinking of what zixueer said before, Chu Xingyu had to restrain his temper.

"My cousin entered the mountains with us this time, which will not affect our search for Baijing fruit!"

Fan Ming was in trouble with Chu Xingyu, and Zidian immediately explained.

"You brought an outsider here without my permission. Double the task of baijingguo this time!"

Fan knew that Zidian would say so tomorrow morning, so he said slowly.

After hearing fan Ming's words, Zidian was stunned.

It is difficult to find semen persicae. Doubling it is a very arduous task.

"OK!"

However, in order to take Chu Xingyu to the depths of the mountains, Zidian can only agree to fan Ming's unreasonable request.

"I haven't finished yet. Double the baijingguo, and double the reward you deserve!"

Fan Ming's face was proud, and he intensified at this time.

"Are all the people in the Imperial City greedy like you?"

"The Imperial City patrol department, I think it should be called the Imperial City jackal department."

The Zidian brothers and sisters were blackmailed by fan Ming. Chu Xingyu couldn't see it anymore. He immediately said.

After hearing Chu Xingyu's words, Zidian quickly winked at the boy in white, but it was too late.

Fan Ming's eyes were cold,

"Bastard, the deputy commander of the Imperial City patrol Department speaks. Who told you to talk more?"

Being scolded by the teenager, fan Ming's face became extremely fierce and beat Chu Xingyu with a whip.

This scene shocked both Zidian and zixue'er.

They knew that fan Ming's temper was very bad, but unexpectedly, his temper burst to this extent.

Shua!

This whip is extremely fast. Fan Ming's cultivation is only one of the most important in the martial arts realm, and his strength is not strong. However, with this unexpected whip and such a fast speed, even Wu'an can't escape, Chu Xingyu is even more difficult to escape.

Zixue'er wanted to shout the word "be careful", but the whip was too fast. She just opened her mouth and the whip had reached less than a foot away from Chu Xingyu.

The tail of the whip has a sharp blade.

When the whip is thrown hard, it is even more sharp.

This whip will blur Chu Xingyu's face.

The sharp tip of the whip cut through the air and screamed.

Pop!

After a light sound, the whip didn't hit Chu Xingyu's face.

But was tightly clamped by two slender fingers.

How is that possible?

The eyes of several martial artists shrunk slightly, and the young man in white caught this powerful whip!

"Let go of my whip!"

When the young man in white caught the whip, fan Ming was even more angry.

"What a great official power!"

Chu Xingyu sneered and pulled his right hand. Fan Ming's whole body couldn't control falling off the horse's back.

Fan Ming, who was very arrogant just now, suddenly came to a shit!

"I want you...!"

Fan Ming just stood up and shouted that he wanted Chu Xingyu to die, but he found that Chu Xingyu had wrapped a whip around fan Ming's throat.

As soon as Chu Xingyu pulls the whip, fan Ming's head will definitely be pulled off.

"Huh?"

Wu'an's eyes are cold.

Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!

Several figures flickered.

At this moment, Chu Xingyu was surrounded by the warriors of the Imperial City patrol department.

"Boy, if you dare to move our deputy commander, you can have a try!"

Wu'an said coldly.

The cultivation of the young man in white is just the early stage of the seven aspects of the war. If he dares to disrespect fan Ming, Wu'an has the confidence to kill the young man on the spot.

In the face of the threat of Wu'an, Chu Xing Yu's eyes were light and he was not afraid.

I don't have the power of my martial soul. I can only use conventional attack techniques. Wu'an in the later stage of the seventh heavy war in the martial arts realm is not my opponent at all.

Chu Xingyu is weighing the pros and cons.

The flame of beasts, if you don't have Zixue's brother and sister to lead the way, it will take you at least a month to find it in this wide place.

If you kill Wu'an now, Zidian will not get dragon Qi and hidden diseases will break out.

Moreover, Zidian just said that he was their distant cousin. Killing Wu'an in this way will inevitably involve brother and sister unnecessarily.

Therefore, it's easy for him to kill fan Ming, but it's a little expensive for brother and sister.

Thinking of the Chu star rain, the whip in his hand was thrown on the ground.

"Hum! Boy, are you afraid!"

After finishing his clothes, fan Ming immediately walked behind several martial artists.

Feeling out of danger, fan Ming said with a touch of ferocity on his face:

"Wu'an, kill this boy for me!"

Zidian and zixueer's face changed greatly. Fan Ming even ordered to kill Chu Xingyu. They are numerous, and Chu Xingyu will only be killed.

"Huh?"

Chu Xing Yu's eyes were so cold that he let him go, but he still wanted to kill himself.

"Deputy commander, don't forget that the commander asked you to come here to find baijingguo. If you kill their distant cousins, they will be scolded by the commander if they don't find baijingguo for us."

After Wu'an reminded, fan Ming was stunned.

Brother Fan Jian asked himself to get the Baijing fruit. Don't make any mistakes.

"OK, now I'm going to spare your cousins' lives and find me baijingguo!"

The brother and sister of fan Mingchao said, "lead the way!"

Turning his head, he showed a deep smile to Chu Xingyu.

Then he took a group of people to the depths of the mountains.

"It's cowardly to want to kill me!"

Chu Xingyu's tone was cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Fan Ming, kill yourself!