Chapter 120

Others sneered: "yes, we are all waste. You Du Ping have seed alone. In that case, go yourself, and we'll keep the wind for you."

Bandits are bandits. They are always disorganized and undisciplined. Their lives are always more valuable than those of others.

Du Ping said angrily, "you'll stop here! When I take Lu Wuyi's dog head, I'll come back and settle accounts with you!"

Lu Xing sneered: "it seems that there are fools who are not afraid of death in the world. You are Du Ping of Shuangdao stronghold, aren't you? No wonder you sound familiar. You didn't kill you that day. Today you bumped into my hand. Hey hey, there's a way to heaven. You don't go. There's no door to hell. You break in."

Du Ping scolded, "are you still pretending? You have the ability to shoot me now! Eh, where are heaven and hell?"

Amid the shouting and scolding, Du Ping approached Lu Xing step by step.

Lu Xing has been sneering with low frequency. The people around him are numb to the bottom. Lu Xing is really bluffing. He really has no strength to fight back.

Even the quarrel with Du Ping summoned up the last strength. If you want to die, hurry to die. So much nonsense? Sure enough, it is reasonable to say on TV that villains die of talking too much.

Lu Xing wanted Du Ping to bite off his tongue while he was talking. Forget it, and scold again. Lu Xing may not even have the strength to fight back.

However, Du Ping is still approaching, but the speed is getting slower and slower. Even if a turtle has finished the distance, Du Ping is still hundreds of meters away from Lu Xing.

But this distance is enough! For practitioners in the period of stagnation, a distance of hundreds of meters is almost equal to no distance.

"See you next life! Lu Wuyi!"

The cold light of the flying sword came, and Lu Xing's heart was completely silent. It's over. Everything is over. There's no room for turning around. Lu Xing opened his eyes and stared at the flying sword.

Even if he is going to die, he should be an understanding ghost. Lu Xing doesn't want to know his own death.

Suddenly, another cold light flashed from behind Du Ping's flying sword. The second cold light came first and stopped Lu Xing before Du Ping's flying sword stabbed him!

Lu Xing breathed out. Before he knew the situation, there was a cry of killing in front of him. The bandits who stayed behind Du Ping were inexplicably attacked. There were countless deaths and injuries in a moment. Only two people had time to escape and flew frantically towards Du Ping.

There are dozens of shining flying swords coming together.

The reinforcements have finally arrived! In an instant, Lu Xing was overjoyed. His spirit was completely relaxed. As soon as his eyes were dark, he almost fainted. Fortunately, he suddenly stretched out his hands behind him and held him firmly.

"Younger martial brother Lu, how did this happen?" the voice is too familiar. Don't sigh!

"If you come a moment later, I'm afraid no one will answer your question, senior brother Mo!" Lu Xing tried to hold his breath and keep himself awake.

At the same time, Du Ping and the only two people opposite had been surrounded by dozens of flying swords, which made it difficult to fly... Well, it seems that they could have flown?

At this moment, Du Ping realized that there was no heaven and no earth.

Mo Santan looked at Lu Xing and Yu Youlan's injury and said coldly, "kill!"

Dozens of flying swords were about to start. Suddenly, they shouted out from the surrounding circle, "it's a big deal. You can try it!"

"Stop!"

Mo Santan quickly stopped the crowd and looked at it. He found that Du Ping had a man in his hand. This man looks so familiar that even in the moonlight, Mo Santan can recognize him instantly - Li Sandu!

Mo sighed angrily and said, "take an injured person as a shield. This is your bandit style? At least you are still practitioners, and you should do such dirty things!"

Du Ping said, "bandits are dirty. Did you know it the first day? Sorry, you are all elite disciples of major sects. Naturally, you don't know how hard we work."

Lu Xing motioned to Mo Santan to help him up, summoned up his strength and said, "what do you want?"

Du Ping said, "what do you think? When people come out, they just make a living. But now the guy I eat is almost gone. I can't guarantee what I will do."

Lu Xing laughed and said, "if you want to live, just say it. There's no need to beat around the bush. Let Li Sandu go and I'll let you go."

Mo sighed and hurriedly said, "younger martial brother, you can't make him cheap!"

Li Sandu, who was dying, also shouted in a fine voice: "brother, I can't let him go! I'm not sorry for my death. I must avenge my brothers, brothers, brothers..."

Li Sandu, who was already seriously injured, suddenly fainted under the surging breath.

Lu Xing seemed unmoved and still said faintly: "I said, let Li Sandu go, I'll let you go."

Du Ping laughed: "do you think I'm a three-year-old? If you let him go, I'm afraid I'll die here right away."

"What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple. Escort me out. As long as there's a sad reason, I'll let people go immediately."

Everyone looked at Lu Xing. After all, he was the captain of the bandit suppression team. Nominally, everyone was his subordinate for the time being.

Lu Xing sighed softly, "I promise you, but..."

A look passed, Mo Santan immediately understood, commanded the flying sword on the spot and divided the two people Wan Jian beside Du Ping.

"You!" Du Ping was furious, "you went back!" when he was excited, Du Ping's sword had disappeared into Li Sandu's back.

Lu Xing sneered: "I only said to let you go. Did I say to let others go? Du Ping, don't push an inch. If you annoy me, it's a big deal to change one life for another."

Du Ping compromised and said, "OK! Send me away now!"

Lu Xing looked at Mo and sighed, "elder martial brother, let him go."

Dozens of flying swords surrounding Du Ping swung open a gap. Du Ping didn't hesitate. He immediately flew out of the gap and looked at the edge of the sad yuan.

Mo San sighed and lifted Yu Youlan. Several disciples next to him raised Lu Xing and followed Du Ping's direction all the way. All the disciples encircled and suppressed along the way had been sent away by Mo Santan in advance for fear of stimulating Du Ping.

All the way was smooth. Under the full flight of all the people, in just a few hours, they had come to the boundary of sad yuan. One by one, the speed is naturally much faster than usual.

Beyond the border, there are vast mountains around.

Lu Xing said, "Du Ping, it's time to let people go!"

Du Ping looked back and sneered, "don't worry, it's just a useless man. I'm not reluctant to give up. Lu Wuyi, pick it up. Let's calculate this account in detail in the future!"

At night, a figure shot out of the sky like a gun. Seeing this, the disciples hanging around immediately came forward and caught Li three times.

"Do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, hundreds of people suddenly rushed out of the surrounding shadows, each with a flying sword, hula, and flew towards Du Ping. Under such a dense sword attack, even an ant has to be pierced through dozens of holes.

However, Du Ping's body burst out a blood mist, and flying swords passed through the blood mist one after another. The blood mist was thinly broken by the flying sword, but it seemed to pierce the air and didn't stab Du Ping.

Only Du Ping's cold laughter came from the horizon: "Lu Wuyi, it's fate to say goodbye!"