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Chapter seven hundred and sixteen people with stories

The one who supported Ruan Qingzhu was her disciple Pei Ci. She was injured downstairs of Tianshu before, but she was always much better than Ruan Qingzhu. The three killers in front of her were not weak, so she subconsciously wanted to go forward to help, but Ruan Qingzhu gently pulled her.

"Teacher?" Peici turned his head and looked.

"No need for you." Ruan Qingzhu said.

Peici was a little surprised.

Chu Min's strength is definitely not weak. She had experienced it when she first met at Tianshu Peak, but the three people in front of her were absolutely extraordinary. Especially the middle-aged man who looked a little older, with a restrained murderous intent, giving people a bottomless feeling. Pei Ci felt it a few times, but she didn't understand his reality, but was noticed by someone. A soul power swept back, without even turning his head, but Pei Ci felt that she had been looked up to the sky by the other party.

She is not weak in Beidou Academy, but based on mutual perception, she has completely fallen behind this person. With two powerful helpers, Chu Min is just one person, facing the enemy head-on, can it really be possible?

Pei Ci still knew nothing about Chu Min. Ruan Qingzhu was indeed an old acquaintance with her, but after waking up, she was only surprised by her arrival and asked about her purpose, and she didn't talk about anything else. It was not until this time that Ruan Qingzhu had to face the enemy that she showed her belief in Chu Min's strength.

But the three killers didn't care about so many. After they decided to assassinate them head-on, the five-word sentences of Pei Ci and Ruan Qingzhu had already reached Chu Min.

The person in the center faced the cold light appeared in his hand, and the power of light that was shining brightly was condensed, making people unable to see what weapon he was using.

"Don't look!" Qin Sang on the side called out. She was extremely sensitive to this style of attack. Her Qin family's supernatural powers were also due to this method. The condensed light was not just a symbol of speed and power, but also a dazzling light emitted by it, which was also an interference to the target's sight. At the moment, the opponent's three people launched an attack, and what this attack wanted to cover up was not necessarily his own attack, and it was very likely to be a cover for the other two.

Chu Min heard Qin Sang and smiled slightly. She really didn't look at it. The sharp blade was facing her, and she turned her head to look at Qin Sang.

Qin Sang opened his mouth, not knowing what to call. But Chu Min turned his head and looked at this glance, he raised his leg and kicked it. With a kick like the wind, the light of the power of the sword suddenly turned towards the wind direction of the kick.

Then there was a scream, and the figures flew out, landed, and dust flew.

These dead soldiers may not frown even if they really lose their heads, but Chu Min's kick was too shocking, which made him land in exclamation.

But the other two killers remained motionless, and they didn't even look at the kicked man.

Their target has never been Chu Min. As long as Chu Min is entangled, he should not be hindered as much as possible. They have simulated all the ways of responding to that blow. Chu Min's kick was surprising, but her move of turning her head and not watching was in the routine they had practiced.

The moment she turned her head, the two separated, one of them went straight into the dead corner of Chu Min's sight, while the other was still doing cover, even if Chu Min turned back to her sight immediately, she would be blocked by the cover.

They have practiced this kind of routine in cooperation countless times, and have succeeded many times. They have always been very effective. No matter how strong the opponent is, they can only knock them down after this, but they have never stopped them from killing the target.

This time, it seemed that the two men had instantly swept past Chu Min and took the target.

But I felt a flash in front of me.

They passed by Chu Min, but they also passed by the target they were about to assassinate.

The kick that Chu Min kicked away the killer in front of him. The strong wind brought about by blowing Lu Ping behind him, and suddenly it was blown in front of Chu Min.

The killer exclaimed and landed. Lu Ping was actually just a matter of everything, and he rolled to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Chu Min was calm and calm. When she turned around, she punched her. The killer who was covering her immediately flew away.

Finally, there was only one of the five killers left. The elderly man who looked solemn and looked extremely solemn when he passed by Lu Pingdao.

"It's not just about breaking with the wind," he said.

He could also see that Ruan Qingzhu's supernatural power was beyond the seventh academician.

Chu Min looked at him and smiled: "There is someone who knows more about the goods."

"Didn't ask?" The other party actually asked about Chu Min's identity. As a dead soldier, he even put his life and death aside, and he rarely had such a strong sense of curiosity.

"Chu Min." Chu Min said.

Of course, this name is far less famous than the name of Academician Ruan Qingzhu of Yaoguang, otherwise Pei Ci would not have known anything about Chu Min. But after hearing the name, the killer was slightly stunned, as if he had remembered something, and began to look at Chu Min again.

He is undoubtedly the leader among the five killers. Seeing that all four subordinates have been knocked down, he is already at an absolute disadvantage in terms of number of people alone, but he still seems to be very calm and doesn't seem to have any intention of retreating.

"Chu Min." He pronounced the name again.

"It seems that you have to understand it." He said. At the moment, he is not like a dead soldier who uses any means to seek his goals, but more like a master in the cultivation world.

"What is your lord?" Seeing the other party's deceitful behavior, Chu Min couldn't help asking more questions.

"Lu Zheng." The other party just reported a name.

For young people, this name is as strange as Chu Min, but Ruan Qingzhu and Chu Min both changed their expressions slightly.

"Is it Lu Zheng who is not allowed by the three empires?" Chu Min said.

"Then are you Chu Min who rejected the four major academies?" Lu Zheng asked back.

Rejected the four major colleges?

Lu Ping actually didn't know much about Chu Min's past. When he heard some revelations here, he was immediately excited. As for the killer who was incompatible with the three empires, Lu Ping was not curious.

Neither of them spoke, but Ruan Qingzhu showed a confirmation expression on her face.

She knew Chu Min and obviously had heard of Lu Zheng. Her expression had undoubtedly answered the two of them's mutual inquiries. Pei Ci, seeing that the teacher seemed to know something, quickly cast a puzzled look.

"Lu Zheng, twenty years ago, he was known as the closest person to the five souls beyond the six powerful people. However, later he heard that he had practiced some secret techniques from the Dark Academy, so it was unwilling to the world." Ruan Qingzhu said.

"Haha." Lu Zheng sneered, "It is clear that everyone thinks of this secret method, so it is not tolerated by the world."

Ruan Qingzhu can break through the secret cultivation method that can be integrated into the five souls, which is indeed enough to bear the guilt. The condemnations against Lu Zheng's righteous words back then were very likely to have their own ulterior motives.

"But now it seems that this secret method is useless?" Ruan Qingzhu said. Although her injuries were severe, her vision was still there. Judging from Lu Zheng's skills, her realm still ends at the completion of the four spirits.

"That's not a cultivation method that can break through to the five souls." Lu Zheng said lightly, and after saying that, he didn't explain much, his eyes turned to Chu Min, "Twenty years ago, the awakening genius of Qi Soul, which was once a thousand years ago, seems even more sad to make progress in the past twenty years!"

He was talking about Chu Min. Lu Ping didn't know that Chu Min had such a brilliant starting point. But he knew that Chu Min had been completely depressed in alcohol over the past twenty years and did not work hard on cultivation at all. He began to cheer up again, but after encountering Lu Ping and the others triggered a series of things.

From then until now...

"What if I had only practiced for nine months?" Lu Ping suddenly asked.

"Nine months." Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Lu Ping, and looked at Chu Min again, "I have heard of you a little bit. If you only took nine months to reach this state, I can only say that the genius has not yet fallen."

Pei Ci and Qin Sang all widened their eyes. Who would have thought that the two people in front of them were all such stories?

Chu Min's expression did not change at all about Lu Zheng's discussions and evaluations. Lu Zheng seemed to have forgotten his mission, but Chu Min still protected Lu Ping meticulously.

Neither of them moved nor spoke anymore, and they kept standing and distance like this for a full minute.

However, there was a voice coming from the fog. The disciples of Beidou Academy were searching for Lu Ping's whereabouts in the fog. Although the perception of the power of the soul was not effective, ordinary voices could still be conveyed, so the way they used was to simply shout Lu Ping's name.

"Here." Lu Ping responded happily when he heard it.

A look of regret appeared on Lu Zheng's face.

"I'll come again," he said, slowly, slowly backing back.

Just as he was about to hide into the fog, Chu Min suddenly took action. He waved his hand and a soul power was spinning at high speed like the wind. It was Chu Min's best-known supernatural power wind drill. At this time, the power of the wind drill she used was very different from what Lu Ping had seen before. The moment the wind drill drilled into the fog, it split a circular passage, and the fog was blown away very evenly by the rotating strong wind.

But this attack failed to hit Lu Zheng in the end. His figure seemed to have merged into the fog at that moment and suddenly disappeared.

Chu Min noticed something and took a step forward, but stopped immediately.

At the end of the corridor split by the wind drill, four figures stood there.

Yan Ge, Lin Tianyi, Lin Tianbiao, and their expressions were all a little surprised. They looked at the fog that was suddenly drilled out, and looked at Lu Ping and others at this end.

Beside the three, Lu Chenfeng, a powerful man who had five souls, had a expressionless face, but he looked here deeply.

Chu Min didn't move, and the four of them turned around and left the sight of the few.

"Lu Ping! Academician Ruan!" A team of people from Beidou Academy finally found Lu Ping here in a voice. Seeing Lu Ping and seeing Ruan Qingzhu who had been missing for a long time was even more surprised. They were used to calling him a name for a while, forgot that Ruan Qingzhu had been deprived of the academician qualification at this time.

"Yan Ge, Lu Chenfeng and the others walked over there." Lu Ping hurriedly pointed the direction for them.

The group of people who had just arrived showed an awkward look. With Lu Chenfeng, how dare they chase him?

Seeing that they did not move, Lu Ping immediately reacted and sighed helplessly: "I have to take care of my injury."

"The academy will provide you with the best treatment." said the disciple who came to him. They knew in their hearts that after this battle, Lu Ping's status in Beidou Academy was no longer as simple as a newcomer.

Unexpectedly, Chu Min said from the side: "I'm afraid there will be no time."

"Who are you?" The Beidou Sect's disciple did not recognize Chu Min, and looked at Chu Min.

"What?" Lu Ping also looked at Chu Min.

"Su Tang is about to die." Chu Min said.

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