Chapter 922

Yanguan Town, a humble street. Lu Ping and Xu Weifeng stood opposite each other. Sporadic passers-by seemed to feel the killing spirit in the street and took a detour one after another. In the inn, yingxiao drinks whenever he should, and Su Tang and Mo Lin eat whenever he should. Even lengqing is instructing the waiter to take back all the unopened wine on yingxiao's table. The four people in the inn didn't show much concern about the upcoming duel on the street.

Only Xu Weifeng was extremely excited, and the power of soul had been ignited like a fire. Those passers-by who took a detour basically felt the atmosphere from him.

"I've been looking forward to this war for a long time!" Xu Weifeng said.

"How's your wound?" Lu Ping asked.

"It's no big deal. You don't have to care about that." Xu Weifeng said.

"Oh." Lu Ping nodded. In fact, he didn't mean that. He just remembered that Xu Weifeng was seriously injured when he was at Beidou college last time. When he met again, he asked naturally.

"So don't be merciful." Xu Weifeng said.

"What a death wish." Leng Qing, who finished ordering the waiter, came to the door of the inn, put her arms on her chest, looked at the empty place between the two, and said coldly. Who said it was at a glance.

"Death is also my wish!" Xu Weifeng said firmly.

"I don't really want to kill you." Lu Ping was hesitant.

"Big brother, the atmosphere will be lost by you." Xu Weifeng said somewhat depressed.

"You do it." Lu Ping straightened his attitude.

"After you." Xu Weifeng opened his posture and was ready.

"You'd better go first." Lu Ping said.

"You first!" Xu Weifeng insisted.

"If you don't do it, I'll go to dinner." Lu Ping looked into the inn. Su Tang and Maureen had already eaten.

"It's OK to eat first." Xu Weifeng suddenly put away his carriage.

"I'll eat first." This time, Lu Ping was not polite to Xu Weifeng, so he went to the inn first. Xu Weifeng followed behind and waved to lengqing: "eat the whole thing!"

"Are you kidding?" Leng Qing asked.

"No, I think if I'm really killed by that boy, I'd better eat first." Xu Weifeng said.

"Waiter, let's have a covered rice and two eggs." Leng Qing cried.

"Thank you." Xu Weifeng nodded. As a result, the waiter didn't answer immediately, but came up to lengqing and said, "landlady, we have only two eggs in total."

"Give it to him." Leng Qing said.

"OK. A bowl of rice with double eggs! " The waiter yelled at the back kitchen, then went into the accounting table, took off two of the five wooden cards left under the wall, and then ran to Lu Ping's table: "sorry, three guests, there are two more dishes left."

"Are these two dishes two eggs?" Maureen was stunned. He didn't look at the dishes carefully before.

"It's two dishes that need to be made with eggs. The three heard it. Our boss's wife made the decision, and the eggs were given to that one." Said the waiter.

Lu Ping, what can they say except accept? After a while, their meals were all ready. Xu Weifeng also sat at their table with his egg covered rice. The two scrambled eggs spread yellow on his rice bowl, which was much more superior and attractive than those black and black dishes on the table.

"Sorry, I may be dying soon!" Xu Weifeng ate like crazy.

"Have a bowl." Ying Xiao brought a bowl of wine and a model to be practiced by Xu Weifeng.

"No. I want to stay absolutely awake. " Xu Weifeng shook his head and just buried himself in eating.

"Drink some wine. Maybe it won't hurt so much when you die." Ying Xiao said.

Xu Weifeng was stunned, but he shook his head and refused: "I'm not afraid of pain."

"What a pity." Ying Xiao shook his head and sighed and drank the bowl of wine himself.

Xu Weifeng ate very fast. He ate a bowl of rice and didn't even have a grain of rice left. He wiped his mouth, took a deep breath and looked at Lu Ping: "I'm ready."

"OK." Lu Ping nodded, put down his chopsticks and got up.

"You have enough, too." Xu Weifeng looked at the leftovers in Lu Ping's bowl and said.

"Never mind, I won't die." Lu Ping said that he had left the table and walked out. Xu Weifeng was speechless for a moment and could only follow behind.

The two stood apart again in the street. Xu Weifeng burped one after another before the killing spirit rose.

"It's too urgent." Lu Ping said.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xu Weifeng was obviously a little angry. In a duel that he paid so serious attention to, Lu pinglao always talked like a family. The power of the soul exploded and dispersed in the sound of drinking, forming layers of air waves rolling in all directions. Leng Qing, who is still standing at the gate of the inn, became the first person to come into contact with the storm. Although the man didn't move, his hair and clothes fluttered back rapidly. As soon as he looked cold, he was obviously surprised at Xu Weifeng's war intention.

"Coming!" Xu Weifeng did not push against Lu Ping again. After a word, his body shape had been swept out. In an instant, countless figures of him had appeared on the street. In the eyes of ordinary people, there were simply tens of thousands of Xu Weifeng on the street at this time. In Leng Qing's eyes, there were seven figures she could distinguish at that moment. Which of the seven was true and which was false, but she couldn't see through at a glance.

What a sound fold!

Leng Qing sighed in her heart. Xu Weifeng is afraid that the secret of the dark academy has long been better than the blue. Not to mention her, her teacher is afraid that she has never heard of this usage. How to stop the sound chopping that shows the change to such a level, at least lengqing has no answer in her heart. She can only turn her head and look at Lu Ping.

Lu Ping didn't move. He still stood like that. The direction his eyes pointed to was not on any of the seven figures lengqing saw.

Lu Ping's perception depends not on seeing, but on listening. Even if it is the secret of the dark academy, it is also the power of the soul. If it is the power of the soul, there will be sound.

But Xu Weifeng seems to know his way of perception. The sound of sound folding comes from four and eight directions. That countless figure is only a part of its change. The use of its soul power has long been not limited to the control of body shape, which lengqing didn't see through at the first time. When she was suddenly surprised, behind Lu Ping, Xu Weifeng's eighth figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and hit Lu Ping's back heart.

Lu Ping finally made a move at this time. First, he wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, as if he felt the thorny situation, but then his arms had been extended and waved.

Flying sound chopper!

From the beginning, it seems to be. But Lu Ping's arms finally waved half a circle. The radian of the voice cut from his fingers was much longer and more curved than the general flying sound cut. Finally, Lu Ping was connected in a circle and then expanded outward.

"What is this?" Maureen had rice in his mouth. Seeing Lu Ping's skill, he immediately forgot to chew it.

"Flying sound round cut. New practice. " Su Tang said.

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I'm going back. I'm a little excited!