Chapter 27 Dead, Dead, Dead

It has been almost three hours since the carriage left the village. If it is not fast, Gan Ping can't imagine what will happen to the bell when the carriage enters the city. The Taiyi Chunyang Zhenjing in his body has been running with all his strength, and at the same time, Binghuo Rongyuan has also been launched. It doesn't matter whether the two will conflict or not. As long as Ma Linger can be saved, even if the body explodes and dies, he is willing.

"If I hadn't only cared about cultivation and didn't sacrifice any magic weapon, how could I have to rush so hard? As long as I sacrificed the take-off sword, catch up, cut the carriage into pieces with a sword, and then turned to Xiaoyue City, and cut Fang Zhengyuan's head with a sword, wouldn't it be all right? If someone is noisy and killed together, it seems that this world , I still have absolute strength, and I don't know what's going on with the village. Since Fang Zhengyuan and Manager Li dare to instruct the fat man to abmate people, there must be a backhand. It's a pity that no matter how you have all kinds of tricks, I'll break it. The fire is in the village, and thousands of people can keep the Ma family safe, just Ling'er. P>

Thinking about this, Gan Ping couldn't help but be anxious. "If something happens to Linger, I will definitely let the whole family fight against it, so that I can deter this evil way. If anyone prevents me, I will definitely kill it!" His eyes turned red and his heart had already had a strong intention of killing.

Gan Ping ran all the way along the pipeline, across the carriages, but not the one he wanted to find. Over a mountain beam, the outline of the distant Xiaoyue City had been shown in sight. "Zinger", Gan Ping's eyes like an eagle falcon had seen the gate, the carriage with the logo of the shopkeeper Wang's house, the Fang Zhengyuan was next to the car and picked up a coma woman from the car. Isn't that fiery red dress Linger or who?

Seeing Fang Zhengyuan holding Linger's smile, Gan Ping's eyes were about to crack, "You dare!" A shout resounded through the sky, and Gan Ping shouted angrily on the mountain beam. The whole person swooped down like a dragon. It was the dragon fighting method - Yunlong loomed. At this time, when is the imperable?

"This is three miles away from the gate. At my current speed, it will take at least ten breaths to get to the gate. I'm afraid that Linger will be taken into the city by the evil young master." Thinking about this, Gan Ping, who once again regretted not having a magic weapon, did not lose his speed, but he took out a small and exquisite hammer from the storage ring and put the power of Zhenyuan in his hand. Although there was no sacrifice and could not fly with the weapon, simple application could still do it. This small and exquisite hammer immediately increased by dozens of times. This Jiulong sinking silver and meteorite town stone refining has a huge hammer of more than 70,000 catties, which is a sharp weapon to break through the city and hit the door. Gan Ping can't take care of much. He is going to break through the city and kill people today.

Fang Zhengyuan was holding a beautiful person who was thinking day and night in his arms. He fantasized that the beauty would be carried to himself for a while. He couldn't help laughing. Suddenly, he heard the explosion and hurriedly turned around. He saw a teenager holding a huge hammer the size of a round table and galloping from the hillside in the distance, looking ferocious. It's terrible, it's Ganping. Panicked, he quickly turned around and walked away with the girl in his arms in his arms. He trotted all the way to the gate and hurriedly said, "Close the door. The boy is chasing you."

The officer guarding the gate recognized him. This was the lord's nephew. He quickly flattered him and said, "Master Fang, what are you doing in such a panic?" With that, he also glanced at Ma Linger in his arms. Of course, the officer knew what kind of thing Fang Zhengyuan was. Poor this beautiful little girl, the officer thought to himself.

Hearing this, Fang Zhengyuan seemed to have found the backbone and quickly said, "Close the door. Don't let the boy outside come in. No, shoot him to death. As long as you kill him, I will let my uncle be promoted to your official." Fang Zhengyuan was afraid that something would happen again at this time. His father and uncle must have cramped him and ordered the officer to shoot Gan Ping to death.

The officer didn't expect that there would be good things. Seeing that Master Fang hurriedly got into a carriage with the woman in his arms, he also cheered up. Soon he was alone? Military master, isn't it the same as playing when I kill someone? When he poked his head and saw Gan Ping rushing with a sledgehammer in the distance, he finally knew why Fang Dashao, who was fearless, was so panicked. He hurriedly shouted loudly, "Close the door, close the door, all obey the orders, shoot the boy to death."

A long roar like a dragon made the soldiers on the wall unstable and almost fell into the head of the city. Gan Ping used the momentum of diving to swung a sledgehammer and collided with the ten-high gate fiercely. The whole wall shook violently. The original unstable soldiers on the wall were shaken like an earthquake and fell from the head of the city one after another. Down, like dumplings in the soup pot, the officer was also scared by the shaking wall. He lay on the ground and shouted, "Let's shoot arrows, shoot him!" Unfortunately, there were panicked soldiers around, and no one paid attention to his orders.

Gan Ping waved a sledgehammer, and his eyes were red, like a mad tiger. He hit the gate fiercely. The gate as high as ten feet was about to fall. The soldiers in the doorway looked at the violently shaking gate, and they were so scared that they couldn't hold the weapons. These gatemen are most familiar with this gate. Hundreds of years of good wood, wrapped in iron sheet, poured copper water, and finally nailed with red copper nails the size of a bowl mouth, which is strong and tough. Even the city car can't be broken for a while, but now this seemingly unbreakable gate is like the window paper at home. However, it was full of holes. If they hadn't seen Gan Ping rushing forward before, they would have thought that some monster was hitting the gate outside the door.

Gan Ping, who has turned into a monster in the hearts of those soldiers, is now anxious. "Linger was taken into the city by the evil young man, but I am competing with this gate. The city gate is also very strong. It is about to break, but it is always a little worse. If I had refined the flying magic weapon, I would have flown to the city early and cut off the evil young dog's head. . " Just as Gan Ping was regretting that he had not sacrificed the flying magic weapon, the door in front of him rang. It turned out that the gate could not stand the blow and was about to collapse.

Seeing this, Gan Ping couldn't help but be overjoyed. He waved the sledgehammer with both hands, swayed his body, and hit the dilapidated gate with a fierce hammer. The gate fell down, and the strong wind that fell to the ground brought bursts of dust. Gan Ping stepped into the door with a sledgehammer and stared angrily and shrank into a ball. The soldier's door.

These veterans are all clever figures. Seeing that Gan Ping broke the door with such a momentum, he had been scared for a long time. At this time, as soon as he came in, these guys threw away their weapons and turned around and dispersed. Only the officer was still shouting hoarsely: "Kill him, kill him, kill him with rewards. We So many..." Those fleeing soldiers scolded in their hearts. If there is a reward, they have to have a life to spend. Look at the power of this person at the door. Whoever goes up will die. No matter what the officer says, he just runs with his head down.

The officer was yelling and scolding, and a figure appeared in front of him. As soon as the man stretched out his hand, he grabbed his throat like a pliers. A cold voice sounded in his ear, "Say, where is Fang Zheng far away?" The official grabbed his throat coldly. His face turned red and he couldn't breathe. He stretched out his hand to grab the handle of the knife at his waist in a hurry. Gan Ping saw that he was so stubborn and kicked him in his leg fiercely. How strong is Gan Ping now? With one foot down, the officer suddenly rolled his eyes and was strangely bent by the kicked leg. It was thought that he must be disabled.

Gan Ping saw that his painful tears had flowed out, but he still blushed and couldn't make a sound. He snorted coldly and put him to the ground. As soon as he dared to leave Gan Ping's hand, the officer touched his leg and rolled up on the ground in pain. He wailed. Gan Ping had no patience to spend with him and stepped on the rolling. He said coldly, "Fang Zhengyuan--" His voice was as cold as a razor scratching the top of his head, making the officer feel cold behind his back. He didn't care about the pain in his legs. The officer stretched out his hand and pointed to a tall building in the city. "Over there is the city owner's mansion..."

Not before he finished speaking, Gan Ping's body flashed and had shot in the direction of the city owner's mansion. He received the Gan Ping's big sleeve in the ring, like a fairy, but his murderous spirit made people stay away. Before he arrived at the city master's mansion, Gan Ping shouted, "Fang Zhengyuan, come out!" The huge roar mixed with a strange trill resounded over the Xiaoyue City, and suddenly there were a few long roars. Although it was not as domineering as Gan Ping's voice, it also had a long breath. He must be a master to make this whistling sound.

Two cyan figures jumped out of the city owner's mansion and came to the front of Gan Ping in an instant. One of them shouted, "Where did the madman come from? Unexpectedly, he was wild in this Xiaoyue City. Don't you know the name of our Feiye Shuangqing?" Gan Ping didn't answer. He didn't have time to make noise with these people. His speed did not change. He rushed straight to the two of them. The middle-aged and older two saw that Gan Ping ignored him and said loudly, "Friend, since you don't listen to the advice, don't blame my brother and his cruel hands." As soon as the words fell, the two of them put Gan Ping in the middle, and sent him with a roar. Gan Ping's eyes were cold. Looking at the palm, if he was an ordinary person, he would definitely die. Since he was so domineering, there must be a lot of disabled people.

He stretched out his hands and patted the two of them. It seemed that Gan Ping wanted to take these two palms. The old man in blue couldn't help showing joy. His brother's palm was famous in the martial arts. He took this palm. The boy would be half disabled if he didn't die. At that time, hum... Before he finished thinking about it, his dark red palm hit On Gan Ping's seemingly white and tender little hand, the blow seemed to have hit the red soldering iron. The two of them snorted and retreated, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Before they landed, they turned into a purple spark in the air. As soon as the two were stunned, the purple flame spewed out of the seven orifices, and in a blink of an eye The two turned into ashes.

It is the dragon-patterned C fire refined by Gan Ping, because it has not found the spiritual fire of heaven and earth to supplement it. This dragon-patterned C-fire only integrates Gan Ping's three-focused heart fire, which is not very powerful, but it is indeed a cow knife to kill chickens to deal with such secular masters. Looking at the two people who turned into flying ashes coldly, Gan Ping jumped up and stood on the high wall of the city owner's mansion. The two families of Ningfang were indeed the top figures in the city. The two houses connected together were one after another, with beams and carvings. There were countless houses. Looking at these houses, Gan Ping's face gradually turned pale, which made him go. Looking for Fang Zhengyuan and Ma Linger.

His mind turned sharply. Gan Ping took out a finger-sized golden particle from the black paint ring of the storage ring, inputted a mana into it, and threw it in front of the high gate of the city owner's mansion. The granular thing he took out was called the soil gold crystal, with two kinds of aura of earth and gold inside, which was the refining. The superior material of the gold-making magic weapon is only that the earth and gold are entangled, and the state is extremely unstable. If there is a fire attribute aura, it will burst immediately and be full of power. Even the monks in the Jindan period should be careful when refining these objects and dare not make them, because Gan Ping only practiced the Taiyi Pure Yang Xinjing, a little about the spell. At the end of the study, so I have to come up with this strategy and apply this thing.

The golden crystal of the soil was stimulated by Gan Ping's internal force. At that time, the golden light flashed. As soon as it landed at the door, it burst. The huge explosion destroyed the tall doorway and the wide street in front of the door. A large pit of dozens of feet suddenly appeared. Gan Ping, who was anxious, could not take care of a lot. In order to save the bell, it was extinguished. The Fang family is full of people.

With a raise of his hand, more than a dozen golden crystals appeared in Gan Ping's hand and shouted, "Fang Zhengyuan, if you don't come out again, I will raze this Xiaoyue City to the ground!" The voice was sad and decisive, and it was obvious that it was on the verge of an outbreak. Seeing that there was no response in all around, Gan Ping gritted his teeth and waited for the dozen pieces of gold crystals to be thrown out. At this time, there were waves of pleading: "Xianchang, don't want it, Xianchang, please show mercy."

A man hurriedly ran out of the city owner's mansion. He was about 40 years old. His face was like a bright moon, and a few wisps of long must have been more chic. He must have been a beautiful man when he was young, but now his handsome face was full of pleading. "The fairy is merciful. I don't know how the dog offended the fairy. I immediately let him Come out and make amends for you." This man was Fang Ting, Fang Zhengyuan's father. At this time, Fang Ting's face was sad, and he had already scolded Fang Zhengyuan in his heart. Originally, he thought that his disappointing son had just provoked a powerful Jianghu figure. In Fang Ting's mind, Ning Lingtian, the city owner, had many guards, and there were also figures such as Fei Ye Shuangqing. It was not enough to clean up a yellow-mouthed child. But I didn't expect that this teenager was not very old, but his methods were fierce. It was the method of the fairy family that made him panic. People like him also knew about some monks.

These monks seem to be young. In fact, they are not sure which one is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. The means are fierce. It is not something that ordinary mortals can compete with. What evil have they created? They actually gave birth to such a troublemaker. Two days ago, they provoked the Zhang family and gave themselves a headache. This matter has not yet to calmed down. Unexpectedly, Fang Ting made a secret decision in his heart that if this matter was over, even if he risked the power of the female tiger at home, he would repair the evil one fiercely.

When Gan Ping heard Fang Ting's words, the corners of his eyes flashed, and a blue sword pushed against Fang Ting's throat. "Let Fang Zhengyuan come out and hand over the girl he took away. If she has anything wrong, she will definitely let your Fang family bury with him." When Fang Ting heard this, his eyes suddenly darkened in front of him, and he almost fainted angrily. This evil man actually did such a thing again. This time, he actually provoked the head of the immortals. It was really damned, but this sharp sword was his throat, and he did not dare to speak loudly. He carefully pushed the tip of the sword away a little and said repeatedly, "The fairy master, please calm down your anger and take me to find the evil man. I will definitely send the woman back safely.

After saying that, he ran inside in a panic. As soon as the owner of the Fang family spoke, the people who were so scared that they were hiding in the house hurriedly looked around for the trace of Fang Er Shao. They just looked for a long time, but found nothing. Fang Ting stood trembling on the side of Gan Ping and saw Gan Pingyuan. Tie Qing's face was getting darker and darker, and he couldn't scream in his heart.