Chapter 3921

"Hey!" Lan Qing just smirked, but didn't know how to answer Lan Yan's question. In his opinion, these people are very weak and can be wiped out with a wave of hand.

Boom~~~

Zhu Wu kicked Huang San away with one punch, and ordered those people in Sin City: "Kill that kid!"

"Kill, kill that monster!"

"Kill kill kill..."

There were eight or nine nirvana warriors in the air, and they rushed towards Lan Qing immediately.

"They are here, Lan Qing, let's run!"

Seeing those fierce eyes, Lan Yan was at a loss for what to do. She pulled Lan Qing and was about to run away, but Lan Qing stood there motionless, no matter how Lan Yan pulled him, she couldn't move him at all.

Chi~~~

At this time, the first enemy arrived, and a three-foot Qingfeng sword struck, stabbing at the back of Lan Qing's head. Since Lan Qing had his back facing the enemy, he seemed not aware of the enemy's attack.

"Lanqing, be careful!" Lan Yan, who was on the opposite side, could see clearly, and hurriedly reminded loudly.

Lan Qing's smile remained unchanged, her feet moved, and her body turned half a circle like a ghost. His left hand was still holding Lan Yan's small hand, his right hand pointed like a sword, his index finger and middle finger stretched out, it seemed that his movements were not fast, but he pinched the opponent's sword tip precisely.

Ding~~~

The sharp sword that came out suddenly stopped and froze there.

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible!"

The warrior holding the sword is a person of the fifth level of Nirvana, and his expression is horrified: "Monster, you are not a human, you are a monster."

One must know that his sword is a middle-grade spiritual weapon, how frightening is a person who can hold a middle-grade spiritual weapon with two fingers.

What was even more frightening was still to come. Immediately afterwards, his whole body's spiritual energy poured into his right arm, trying to draw back his sword, but found that his sword seemed to be suppressed by a hundred thousand mountains, and he couldn't draw it even half of it.

"This, this, this..."

Lan Yan, who saw this scene in her eyes, opened her eyes wide and couldn't say a word. She didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.

Lan Qing exerted a little force, only to hear a click, and the long sword broke into two pieces, leaving one blade between Lan Qing's fingers, and the warrior holding half of the sword was frightened dumbfounded.

Nima? Brother, no, master, this is a middle-grade spiritual weapon, in the hands of this master, it is as fragile as a dead branch.

Lan Yan set off a storm in her heart, pinching off a middle-grade spirit weapon with two fingers, what a strong physical body, this situation has far exceeded her cognition.

snap~~~

The big slap fell suddenly, and the head of the martial artist on the fifth floor of Nirvana exploded, and his face full of shock turned into a pile of minced meat in an instant.

Boom boom boom~~~

Also at this time, the attacks of those warriors in the air also came close.

Lan Qing let go of Lan Yan's little hand at the right time, and her whole body turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared in place.

Puff puff ~~~

Seven or eight fierce warriors all exploded in an instant. Lan Qing's shot was so fast that Lan Yan didn't see how the enemy was killed until she realized it. Lan Qing returned to the original place again, and the whole process was completed in an instant, as if Lan Qing had been standing here, motionless, while the seven or eight warriors suddenly blew themselves up.

"How could this happen? That's strange... no, Lanqing is so strong, I scolded him just now, my God, what a stupid thing I did! Lanqing won't hold grudges, will he kill me? ah?"

"My dear mother! What kind of person did the lady save? Who is he? Could it be a certain hero in the chaotic land."

"Misjudged, really misjudged!"

The guards of the Lan family who were fighting were full of remorse. The thought of yelling at Lan Qing made their scalp numb.

However, because Lan Qing killed many people, the battle on their side was much easier.

"Your grandma, what should I do if I encountered a hard stubble? Brothers, why don't we retreat!"

"Who is that monster? Why haven't we heard of such a powerful figure!"

"I understand. He may be from the Lan family, the real blood of the Dragon Emperor. Otherwise, how could he have such a strong body?"

"What? The blood of the Dragon Emperor! Don't scare me, how could people from the Lan family come to such a small place as Sin City!"

All of a sudden, those martial artists in Sin City were all terrified and had no intention of fighting at all.

While fighting, Zhu Wu said comfortingly: "Brothers, don't be afraid, that kid has no aura. As long as we don't get close to him, he can't hit us. Since he can't do anything to us, let's take down the snow sculpture first."

"kill!"

After hearing Zhu Wu's words, everyone's spirits were lifted, they stopped attacking Lan Qing, and continued to fight with the Lan family's guards in the air.

During tea time, two more Lan family guards were killed.

Huang San was completely suppressed by Zhu Wu, with many wounds of various sizes on his body.

Lan Qiang's side was one against three, and gradually lost; the guards of the Lan family were in danger, and only four of them were left fighting bloody battles.

ji...··

The snow sculpture couldn't hold on anymore, its snow-white feathers were stained with blood, and it was about to be captured by Zhu Qi.

For all this, Lan Qing just watched calmly. He didn't have a good impression of the guards of the Lan family and the old man surnamed Huang. Even if they were killed, he would not take action.

In Lan Qing's eyes, only Lan Yan treats her well, she just needs to protect her well, other people are not important, life or death has nothing to do with him.

Although some memories are lost, his principles of conduct have not been lost.

"What should I do? How can I do this?" Lan Yan was like an ant on a hot pot, running around in a hurry, especially the scream of the snow sculpture, which made her extremely anxious.

The snow sculpture was given to her by her grandfather when she was very young. It grew up with her and is an indispensable playmate in her memory. Therefore, in her heart, the snow sculpture is the closest person.

"Xiaoxue! Run quickly! Run quickly!" Seeing that the snow sculpture was getting more and more injured, Lan Yan could no longer hold back her tears, crying like a tearful man.

"go!"

Lan Qing suddenly let out a soft drink, and casually threw her broken kitchen knife into the air. The broken kitchen knife cut across a black light, shot Jiu Tian in an instant, and killed Zhu Qi who was fighting the snow sculpture.

puff--

Zhu Qi's head burst on the spot, and red and white things floated in the air; the snow sculpture that lost its opponent immediately flew downward.

"Qi Ye! Qi Ye is dead."

"Old Seven!"

"Qi Ye was killed, killed by a broken kitchen knife, what should we do!"

Zhu Wu and a group of people suddenly became restless. They thought Lan Qing couldn't attack himself in the air, but they didn't expect that he killed the famous Zhu Qi in Sin City with only a broken kitchen knife.

"Fifth Master, what should I do if I encounter a hard stubble?"

"What else can I do? Escape!"

"Run away!"

Zhu Wu and the others resolutely gave up the fight and fled in the direction of Sin City.

"Boy, wait until you die. If you kill my seventh brother, you will become an enemy of our entire Sin City." Zhu Wu, who was running away, said a harsh word.

"Lan Qing, thank you for saving Xiaoxue." Putting away the injured snow sculpture, Lan Yan wiped away her tears and thanked her repeatedly.

"Miss! Don't let them escape back to Sin City, or we will all die!" Seeing those people fleeing, Huang San shouted anxiously.

But he also knew that he and others couldn't keep Zhu Wu, the reason why he said this was that he hoped that Lan Qing would make a move.

Lanqing has a bad impression of herself and others, Huang Sanming and Lanqing are unlikely to listen to him, so she hopes that the little lady will come forward to persuade Lanqing to help stop those people.

If those people were allowed to return to Sin City, people from Sin City would definitely chase them down. You must know that Zhu Qi is the younger brother of the Lord of Sin City.

"Can you escape?"

With a thought in his mind, Lan Qing smashed the kitchen knife across hundreds of miles. Wherever he went, bloody heads shot up into the sky. More than ten people, including Zhu Wu, were instantly killed.

Although he lost his memory, he would not do stupid things like letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

chi chi chi~~~

The broken kitchen knife circled in the air, and flew back steadily into Lan Qing's hand. It was still rusty and unstained.

"Oh my God! Lan Qing's broken kitchen knife is so powerful, it's no less than a magic weapon. It's a treasure."

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, Lan Qing has no aura, how did he control the broken kitchen knife from the air."

"It's amazing! Could it be that the problem is with his knife?"

Looking at the rusty kitchen knife in Lan Qing's hand, Lan Yan and the others were all amazed.

They could see clearly just now that Lan Qing's method of controlling the kitchen knife was very similar to Jianxiu's natal flying sword. But the natal flying sword needs aura to use it. Without the aura, how can Lan Qing control the broken kitchen knife?

This makes everyone unable to understand, such things are beyond their understanding.

What they don't know is that Po Caidao and Lan Qing have a telepathic connection, which can be driven as long as he has a thought. Of course, he couldn't control any weapon other than the broken kitchen knife.

"Young master, forgive me for being stupid and blind. I don't know Taishan with my eyes. Where I offended you earlier, you don't remember the villain's fault. For the sake of the young lady, don't be as knowledgeable as I am." Huang San returned, ashamed to say Hold Lan Qing and clasp her fists.

"Yes, yes, this noble lord, I have offended you so much, I will never forgive you."

"Thank you for saving my life, my lord. The little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai. Here is a salute to you."

"Young master, I..."

Lan Qiang and the remaining four disciples of the Lan family saluted in shame. Thinking of their previous attitude towards Lan Qing, everyone regretted it.

"En!" Lan Qing just nodded slightly, and didn't pay any attention to it.

Huang San understands that he and others have offended Lan Qing, and it is impossible to have a deep friendship with him. It is already a great kindness for the other party not to hold grudges; he is very witty, waved his hand and left with a group of guards to clean up the battlefield.

Huang San was very careful, put away all the belongings, and then destroyed the corpses of those people.

The enemy is the subordinate of the Sin City Lord, so they can't leave any clues, otherwise they will be discovered by the Sin City Lord's people, and everything will be over.

"Lanqing, thank you. If it weren't for you today, we..."