Chapter 325 Fist

The disciple was caught there by Gan Ping's big hand like an eagle's claw. He only felt that it hurt to the meat. He said in a panic and panic, "Brother Gan Ping, there is no prohibition in the door. Don't take action against mortals..." Gan Ping grinned at the corners of his mouth. Ban? Immortal practitioners do have such a ban, but it does not prevent this person from protecting Ma Jiaji. If this disciple sacrifices himself in Ma Jiaji, Gan Ping will not believe it. No matter how arrogant the Xiaoyue City is, he will not dare to be so presumptuous. The attitude of the owner of Xiaoyue City is obviously to eat the fat meat of Ma Jiaji, which will let a group of scourges come in. In the end, let's clean up this mess.

The disciple was looked at by Gan Ping, and it was like falling into an ice cellar, as if the whole soul had been seen by Gan Ping, and all the obscene thoughts were undoubtedly revealed. At that moment, he said, "It's not that I don't want to, but that there are also monks in the Xiaoyue City, and they are two golden elixir masters. What do you want me to do?" After saying that, this guy's attitude became tough again, as if he had found a reason for himself. He shouted, "Two golden elixirs, how can I beat others? Besides, they are from Luo Yuezong. It's not that you don't know the relationship between the two of us. Can people listen to what I say?

Gan Ping couldn't help frowning slightly. If the magic disaster was coming, the sects in the world had reacted one after another. Even in the small place of Yanrong, there were sects coming, but how did the Luoyue Sect bypass the Miaocheng Sect to intervene? Gan Ping thought of the strange things that happened along the way. The magic gas invaded, and the magic disaster suddenly appeared. Even the hook snake mastered a magic weapon in his hand. Gan Ping felt a feeling that the mountain rain was about to come...

He let go of his hand fiercely, and Gan Ping stared at the disciple. Even so, it was not his reason to be passive and slow down. Zong Nei sent him to protect the safety of the family of his disciples. This is the treatment that his disciples deserve, but obviously, this boy was dissatisfied with his two years of being listed as his disciples, and he was passive and slowed down, so he came up with these applications. But at this point, Gan Ping has no definite reason, and it is not easy to deal with this boy. After all, he can't stay here for a long time, and he will rely on him in the future.

However, his master has already said that Miao Chengzong took over the Yanrong Kingdom, and the Luoyuezong actually intervened in it. He also has the participation of the royal family of the Yanrong Kingdom. It seems that it needs to be beaten. In Gan Ping's eyes, anyone who endangers his relatives and friends can be killed, two golden elixirs? Gan Ping sneered. There were some things that it was time to be clear.

Walking slowly down the steps, the eyes of the onlookers were full of fear. After all, in the eyes of these people, such a big monster can catch a person out of thin air, which shows that Gan Ping is already a fairy, and everyone's eyes are a little timid at present. Feeling these eyes, Gan Ping couldn't help but feel a little boring. On the mountain, after this experience, Gan Ping found that he was not the same person as them.

It's really lonely to be an immortal. With full of emotion, Gan Ping woke up a coma. "Go, get on the horse and tell you the city owner about what happened here. In addition, tell him that the owner of the Ning family case two years ago has come!" Looking at the man's eyes full of horror, rolling and crawling on the horse and running away, Gan Ping looked at the disciple of Miaocheng Sect who muttered endlessly, "Dare to ask this brother, what's his name?"

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When Yuan Yi, the owner of Xiaoyue City, came in a hurry, it was already more than half an hour later. The square was full of wailing sergeants, and his brother-in-law was in the list. Just now, under Gan Ping's order, Qingma Yangzong took the lead, and a crazy knife led everyone to fight one after another, and castrated these damn bastards in full view of the public. The degrading thing was hanging bloody on a bamboo pole in the square. Looking from afar, it was spectacular.

Yuan Yi's heart was cold, and she couldn't help sighing in her heart. Her seventh concubine was as beautiful as a flower and enchanting, and she was most spoiled by herself. Her own brother was a waste, a typical prodigal, but she had no choice but to be worn out, so Yuan Yi had to arrange an errand for him. After all, if you want to harm Majiabao and eat the fat meat of Majiabao, you really need such a person.

However, he, who thought he was calculating, heard such bad news today. Looking at the bloody dirty things hanging on the flagpole, Yuan Yi was dizzy for a while, and the only seedling of the third generation. His little concubine didn't know what to do with him. But it's not my fault. Who would have thought that an immortalist suddenly appeared in Majiabao? Hearing the news, Yuan Yideng invited two monks sitting in the main mansion of the town. The case of Fang Ning's two families is a big case. If it can be solved in his own hands, it will be easy to get it.

Looking at the carriage behind him, Yuan Yi's timid footsteps suddenly became firm. There were two immortals, and the demon couldn't make any waves. While thinking about it, he had already walked to the middle of the square. One hand grabbed him coldly from the side and grabbed his calfskin boots. The dirty blood stains made him frown a little, but the cry of the bloody man shocked him.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, you're here. Help me..." Yuan Yi was shocked. Which one can he be if the voice is not his cheap brother-in-law? Zhao Hongcheng's face was stained with blood in front of him, and he looked extremely miserable. Yuan Yi quickly called the entourage behind him, took Zhao Hongcheng aside and took good care of him.

Looking at the city owner in luxurious clothes with a cold look, Gan Ping narrowed his eyes. Everyone who is familiar with Gan Ping knows that if this handsome teenager narrows his eyes, there must be a bloody disaster. Are you the current owner of Xiaoyue City? Yuan Yi, who was shouting, heard a cold moan and asked, and suddenly turned his head. On the steps, Gan Ping, who was sitting in white in the chair, looked at him.

"Who are you? Could it be that you have done the case of Ning and Liangfu two years ago? Yuan Yi is also extremely clever. If the person in front of him is an immortal, then his loss will be in vain. Immortal practitioners are the key target of the royal family of all countries. Not to mention the castration of Zhao Hongcheng, even if he is killed, the royal family of Yanrong will not say a word, which is more important at a glance. Therefore, if he wants to deal with the boy in front of him, this is the right way to talk about the tragedy of the Fang Ning two families two years ago and let the two immortals behind him take him down.

Yuan Yi, who has a flowery intestines, is thinking about how to weave the blame on Gan Ping's head, while Gan Ping jumped up in everyone's stunned eyes and punched Yuan Yi. It's good to know that you are the right master. The big fist is the truth. Do you really think it's reasonable for you? It's you who hit it, no matter what, let's talk about it! Before everyone could react, Gan Ping's rainstorm-like fist had fallen down. Of course, Gan Ping did not use his terrible physical power and completely beat him with the power of a normal person. Otherwise, if it was good, he would only take a punch, and Yuan Yi would become meat mud.

The original Gan Ping sat on the Taishi chair, gentle, elegant and sunny, but he turned around as if he had changed. A punch was as fast as a punch. There was no rules at all, but it was a fist to the meat, which made the Yuan Yi ghost cry and howl and crawl. And my little clever Huoer was watching his eyebrows on the steps, and his little fists kept dancing. He couldn't wait to go out to exercise in person. On his little claws, he didn't know where to scratch half of the green bricks, and his face was eager to try.

Xuan Zheng, who stood behind the Taishi chair, was stunned. He didn't expect that Brother Gan rushed out like this, beating the owner of the Xiaoyue City like a scoundrel. In his idea, he has to have a righteous confrontation first, so that he can completely do it. Obviously, Brother Gan is not a person who does cards according to the routine. Thinking of this, Xuanzheng couldn't help but vaguely regret his passive slackness. He was jealous. Since Gan Ping could cultivate to the realm of liquid liquid so quickly, he naturally had something extraordinary. It seemed that he had caused a big trouble.

Gan Ping's crackling was easy to fight, which also angered the two people in the carriage behind Yuan Yi. He shouted loudly. The roof of the carriage burst. Two middle-aged people in scarlet robes flew out, and a huge sword shadow floated behind him. He shouted harshly, "That boy, don't bully mortals with your cultivation and retreat quickly. Go!" Gan Ping stopped his fist and looked at the two people with a little astonishment. The two middle-level figures of Jindan barely looked down.

He flattened his mouth, and his sleeves trembled. With a bang, a golden arrow fell to the ground and rolled in front of Yuan Yi, who was holding his head and rat. Looking at the arrow, Yuan Yideng, who was embarrassed, opened his mouth wide and knelt there in a daze. Gan Ping bent down with a smile and said to Yuan Yi, "Can I beat you right now?" Yuan Yi raised his head slightly dullly and nodded heavily twice.

So, in the stunned eyes of everyone in the square, under the surprised gaze of the two Luoyue Sect monks, Gan Ping's fists and feet fell down again like raindrops.